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“I have no intention of breaking that promise. Now…”

I take her by the hips and tug her close, then turn her to face the desk. I press myself against her ass and brush her hair over her shoulder. She shudders when I run the scruff of my jaw over the beating pulse at her neck before sliding my chin along the curve of it as I bring my mouth to her ear.

“Put your hands on the desk, Mercedes.”

She glances back, just barely, her breathing suddenly shorter as that pulse beats wildly. She sets her hands flat on the desk.

“Good girl.” I take hold of her panties and drag them down over her thighs, letting them drop to her ankles before pushing her forward to bend her over the desk.

“What are you doing?” she asks breathlessly.

I put the toe of my shoe on the scrap of fabric around her ankles. “Step out.” She does. I lift the camisole up to her waist and cup her ass with one hand, keeping the fistful of silk out of the way with the other. I spank her cheek lightly, testing.

She gasps and tenses. But otherwise, she doesn’t move.

“Okay?” I ask.

She nods.

I do it again, harder this time, and release the silk to weave my fingers into her hair.

“What did you really want coming in here, little monster? Tell me or take your punishment.” I spank, then rub the spot. I’m not worried about what she’d find in here. Anything important is locked up in a safe.

“Nothing.”

I grin, then spank her ass once, twice. No rubbing this time.

She sucks in a breath, and I use her hair to tug her head backward.

“Try again,” I tell her, slapping her legs apart and slipping my hand between them to find her wet sex. She moans when I rub her clit and whimpers when I spank it. “Mercedes?”

“I was just bored.”

“Did you miss me?”

“No.”

Smack. “Tell the truth.”

“I didn’t miss you. I missed your tongue.” She turns her head a little and grins a sly grin. “I just wanted you to make me come again.”

“There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it? You missed my tongue. All you have to do is say so.”

She glances at the erection pressing against my slacks, then up at me.

“Get on your knees and make me come, Judge.”

I raise my eyebrows, and it takes all I have not to laugh out loud at her command. Never before has a woman instructed me to kneel. Never will a woman order me to kneel.

“News flash, little monster. I eat you out because I love the way you fucking taste. But I don’t do it on your command.” I smack her ass hard. “Stay. Understood?”

“Are you going to lick my pussy if I do as you say, Lawson?”

With a snarl, I release her and sit so I’m at eye level with her gorgeous ass. “Finger yourself.”

Heat flushes her cheeks, but Mercedes is not one to back down so she does exactly as I know she will. She reaches between her legs and rubs her clit with a moan before pushing two fingers inside herself.

“Good girl. Very good girl.” I unbuckle my belt and undo my slacks.

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