Page 36 of Lukas

Chapter Fourteen

She unboltedand unlocked the door, opening it.

“Two seconds to spare. Cutting it a little close to a spanking you won’t forget, that’s for sure.” He leaned against her doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest, studying her.

She became very aware that she had no makeup on, and was dressed in a sleep shirt and in her glasses.

Well, no need to worry that he would mistakenly think she was sexy and sophisticated. No danger of that now.

“You left,” he finally said.

“I thought it was better that way.”

His eyebrow raised. “I told you to stay. That I would be back.”

She just shrugged. Neither explaining that she was afraid to engage in oral sex with him nor that she’d needed to break into his server room would go over well, so she just kept quiet.

“Do you have a couch?” he asked, surprising her with the sudden change of subject.

“Yes. Why?”

“Because as punishment for running away again you’re going to be bent over it naked in a few minutes, presenting me your ass so I can plug it.”

She felt her sore nipples harden against her sleep shirt, knew her eyes were wide as saucers.

He stepped into her hallway, backing her up, closing the door behind him, and locking it without turning around. Then his arm wrapped around her waist and travelled down to grab her ass under her shirt, pulling her up against him.

His teeth nipped at her lower lip before his mouth finally settled fully on hers. He kissed her until they were both breathing hard and the room was spinning around her. Her hands had somehow found his hard waist and were clutching him to her.

“That’s better,” he said against her mouth as she moaned and leaned into him. He eased back, studying her face. “Those glasses. They’re going to be the death of me. Christ, woman, you look like an extremely fuckable librarian. Sexy as hell.”

“Thanks,” she whispered.

He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Why did you run, princess?”

“I didn’t.”

“Your legs may not have been moving in a sprinting motion, but you very definitely did run from me. You were scared. Tell me why.”

She took a step back, but he just followed her forward and she ended up with her back against the wall. He was so much bigger than her, something she wasn’t used to at her height. His broad chest made her feel small and feminine.

“I was overwhelmed by everything. I didn’t like it.” There was truth and lies in both those statements.

His brown eyes narrowed. “By the flogging? That was pretty intense, but I literally saw you dripping as I spanked you, so I don’t think that was it. Do you want to honestly tell me you didn’t like that?”

She shook her head no.

He moved in closer. “And when I fucked you, your tight little cunt was like a vise around my dick as you came. You want to tell me you didn’t like that?”

She shook her head again. He’d know she was lying if she didn’t.

“That blow job damn near rocked my entire world, but admittedly, that could be overwhelming.” His hands came up and took off her glasses, placing them on the table next to the door. “Did I push you too far with that? Fucking your hot mouth that way?”

She was caught up in the pull between them. Couldn’t look away from him. “No, I liked it. I wanted to do it.”

“Then why did you run?” He kissed the corner of mouth more gently than she would’ve ever expected him capable of.

She needed to tell him the truth. Not about the server room, but about her. He was just going to find out anyway.

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