Until her, he’d had no idea how much he’d missed having a submissive around, the rightness, the interaction.
The memory of Eleanor’s deceit slashed through his memory, making him amend his previous thought.
He’d had no idea how he missed having an honest, loyal submissive around.
“Well?” he asked once he’d given Brandy time to think.
She pressed her lips together.
“You may speak freely.” Not holding back or saying what she thought he wanted to hear.
“Thank you for the spanking. That was seriously hot.”
Her authenticity made his cock throb.
“It should teach me to hold my tongue and not laugh when you initiate a punishment, shouldn’t it, Sir?”
“Will it?” Niles stood and caught her chin.
Without him having to instruct her, she met his gaze. “Maybe.” She sighed.
“I want to know what you’re thinking.”
“I’d rather have an erotic spanking,” she admitted.
“I’m happy to indulge your taste for that.”
“But…”
“Go on.” He waited.
“I love having your hands on me, adore your attentions.”
“Oh, beautiful Brandy. Have no fear. You will be the absolute center of my universe. Anytime you want or need a spanking, I’ll be happy to indulge you.” A vision of her quietly walking into his office while he worked, and baring her ass before lowering herself over his lap made him throb even harder.
He would happily play sex games with her all day long.
“You may straighten your clothes. After showing me your butt.”
Grinning, she pivoted and bent over so he could admire his handiwork.
“Red suits you.”
She tightened her ass cheeks. “I couldn’t agree more, Sir.”
“Leave the thong where it is.”
Though she didn’t argue, she wrinkled her nose.
“A reminder of your impertinence.”
“Of course, Sir.” Still, she shifted.
“If you’d asked for a pleasure spanking, I wouldn’t require that. And maybe I’d have put it back in place for you.”
“Lesson learned.”
Perhaps.