"Oh, you think this is funny, do you, Miss Mullins? Let's see how funny you think this is when I spank that gorgeous ass of yours for your transgressions." He rubbed his hands over her butt in slow circles and Emma whimpered. "Come to the office in this short skirt, and not wear panties. Tease me with your wares, will you? Count for me, Miss Mullins, so I know you're taking your punishment."
The first openhanded swat against her bare skin stung and Emma yelped.
"I said count, girl."
"O-one"
Swat
"Ow … I mean two."
Swat
"Three."
Heat seared her ass cheeks and tears rolled down her face as the blows kept coming and her voice broke as she counted. Shane started to massage the sting away, dipping his fingers into her soaking wet pussy, in between spanks, and massaging her sweet spot. Stars exploded behind Emma's closed eyelids and time lost all meaning, as all the sensations merged into one. She lost count, and it didn't matter as Shane molded his chest to her back and called her his good girl. The growly whisper in her ear made her smile in happiness.
"It's time for your reward, Miss Mullins. How badly do you want my cock right now?" he asked, and every muscle in her body tensed in anticipation.
"Do you want me to fuck you, Em?"
Shane fisted his hands into her hair and kissed the earlier tears off her face with such tenderness, her heart broke into a gazillion Shane-sized pieces.
"Answer me, baby. I need to hear you say it."
His eyes searched her face, and Emma nodded.
"Please, Sir, please fuck your naughty girl."
Shane shut his eyes and exhaled, and then there was the sound of a zipper and the rustle of foil, and then just delicious fullness as Shane filled her in one slow thrust, until his balls hit her clit.
Emma gasped and Shane groaned, and then withdrew until only his thick tip remained in her. She tightened her muscles in a desperate attempt to draw him back into her sheath, and Shane slapped one tender ass cheek again.
"That's it, baby, show me how much you want my cock. Milk me with that tight little cunt of yours."
Shane pushed back into her core, only to withdraw and start the whole thing all over again, until Emma wanted to scream. It was only when the first ripples of her orgasm made her clench around him in uncoordinated movements that Shane's control finally broke. He slammed into her, and Emma exploded around his cock. Shane pistoned in and out of her body’s clasp in ever-faster movements that made the chair bang against the table, and made her giggle. Her amusement was short-lived, when Shane yanked her hips back so that he could manipulate her oversensitive clit. That little nubbin swelled even more, and Shane angled his thrusts until every stroke hit her g-spot.
"Come for me again, baby. I want you to gush all over my dick while I come."
Shane licked her ear and bit into the soft flesh, and Emma moaned, and gasped.
"I-I can't. It hurts, please…"
"Yes you can, baby, one last time, for me." Shane's harsh voice in her ear drowned out her doubts and Emma threw her head back, and gave herself over to the white hot, almost too intense pleasure as her orgasm hit with the force of a freight train.
"That's it, baby. I'm coming right with you. Fuck, yes, so good. You're squeezing my dick. Argh."
Shane buried his head into her neck and grunted his release into her sweat-dampened hair with a whispered, "I love you, Em."
By the time Emma could breathe normally again and became aware of her surroundings, she was sitting on Shane's lap. He'd unbound her arms and wrapped his suit jacket around her shoulders, and had somehow managed to pull his trousers up and her skirt down. With his waistcoat open and his shirt missing several buttons he looked devilishly sexy and Emma grinned up at him, until the door opened and she wanted the ground to swallow her up.
The cleaning lady turned all sorts of pink, and Shane laughed.
"We'll be out of here in a minute, Susanna."
The middle-aged woman's blush deepened and she hastily backed out of the door and shut it.
"Can you say busted?" Shane asked and winked at Emma.
"You're going to get me the sack, Mr. Nevin," Emma said, and Shane laughed and hugged her closer.
"Only if you want me to, Miss Mullins, but I feel it's only fair to warn you, that should you leave my employ here, I will simply have to kidnap you and tie you to my bed permanently."
The sinful images those words evoked in Emma's mind made her blush, and Shane shook his head at her and kissed her, a kiss so tender and heartfelt, that she knew she hadn't imagined his earlier declaration of love. All those Shane-shaped pieces of her heart connected and filled her chest to bursting, as happiness bloomed inside her.
"You do know that this is insane, right? I mean this, us, it will never last."
"Says who?" Shane's deep tenor held a hint
