He glanced at me over his shoulder and shook his head. “Your sass never ends, does it?”
I frowned. “Is that a problem?”
With a dark chuckle, he turned back around to face me. “Not at all. Not for me, anyway. Bernie’s it is. Bend over the desk, Sugar. Now.”
22
***SJ***
Iplayedthewordsover in my head and tried to work out what they meant. He didn’t really mean…surely not… My stomach clenched with anticipation and I found myself moving to do as he said. I felt like an idiot as I leaned over the desk with my elbows resting on the smooth wood. I couldn’t even comprehend why it felt so right to just listen to him.
“The night we spent together, I showed you some of my interests. I told you they go dark.” He moved around to the other side of his desk and sat in his chair, watching me. “Pull your dress up.”
My heart hammered and my mouth watered. The response was so unexpected, but I found myself doing as he said. I wanted to please him.
“I set an expectation with you. I told you not to come in yelling at us. Why?”
I licked my lips and stammered out an unintelligible string of words. When it wasn’t clear enough, I tried again. “Because I assumed the worst. But you’re not the normal guys I know.”
“I told you that you weren’t going to yell at us anymore because you were going to know to expect better. Because we are better. Yet, you thought we followed you to embarrass you. You thought we just wanted to have a laugh at your expense. Was that expecting better from us?” He shook his head. “Pull your panties down, Sugar.”
“The door…”
His expression softened as he leaned forward and stroked my cheek. “Is locked. The room is soundproofed for security reasons. I wouldn’t chance anyone else seeing you like this.”
I shoved my panties down and rested my forehead on his desk. “If you weren’t there to embarrass me, what were you doing?”
He stood up and ran his fingers along the edge of the desk as he walked around it. “Do you remember your safe word? Say it for me.”
“I don’t want to.”
He growled, but I could hear a laugh in his voice. “For practice. Say it.”
“Bernie’s.”
“You set a boundary with us and I’m going to respect it. In some circles, this would probably fit under your umbrella term of funny business, but in this office, with me, this is something different. You thought the worst of us again. You came in yelling at me. You called me a stupid man. Now, I’m going to show you how I like to handle that sort of behavior.”
I sucked in a breath to ask what he was doing if he wasn’t going to be doing funny business back there, but then his hand landed across my ass with a sharp sting that jolted me forward. I swore and looked back to glare at him.
“I told you about the good parts of being my pet, if you were ever mine, Sugar. There’s another side, though. The side where I redden this ass when you’re disrespectful and rude for no reason.” He landed another slap and held my gaze. “You have your safe word. Use it any time you want. It won’t upset me. You’re in control, Sugar. I need this and I think you do, too, judging by the way you respond to me. It’s okay if I’m wrong.”
I begged my brain to find a fault. I begged my body to find it terrible. I wanted to throw a fucking fit.How dare he spank me?He was right, though. I didn’t want him to stop. I pressed my ass farther back, until I grazed the front of his pants. I could feel how hard he was and I moaned.
“You’re not wrong.”
“We saw you in the lobby with him. The moment you saw him, you stiffened up like you’d seen a ghost.”
Dominic landed three fast spanks, each one harder than the last. The sound echoed through the office, covering the sound of my gasps.
“We followed you and stayed close to make sure you were safe. I didn’t like the way you reacted to seeing him. It made me worry.”
I gripped the desk hard as the next few spanks landed slightly lower on my ass cheeks. I cried out and went up on my tiptoes, unsure if I wanted more, less, or something else entirely.
“We would never purposefully embarrass you.”
Rubbing his hand over my stinging skin, he moved until he was pressing his hips into mine and pulled me up so I was against his chest. Wrapping his arms around me, he held me against him.
“That guy was a fucking dick. You deserve better.”