Page 50 of Punish Me

I grab the backs of her thighs, pull her close again, and then latch my lips onto her lower ones. I won’t stop sucking and licking until she’s crying and tears are falling from her eyes.

“I have to cum,” she says with a low moan.

Pulling back, I look up at her and say, “Cum, baby.”

Bryn squats on my face again, taking her rightful seat, and then gyrates her hips like she’s Shakira performing in a video.

“Ohh, fuck, Ro. It feels so good,” she moans. “Mm, yes, baby. That’s it right there,” she whimpers.

I suck and suck until she’s shaking. When she finishes, I clean her up with my mouth, and slowly she stands.

Bryn is breathing heavily as though she’s just run a marathon, and she’s still clutching the counter and the wall. I grab a couple of disposable wipes and clean her up quickly.

I smile and grab the door handle.

“Hey!”

“What?”

“What about my panties?”

Removing them from my pocket, I look back at her, sniff them, and then say, “They’re mine.”

I stuff them back in my pocket and look out the door. There’s no one around.

“The coast is clear. Get yourself together and come back downstairs in five minutes, sugar. I’ll tell them you had to use the restroom.”

She stares at me in disbelief, but I see the satisfaction on her face.

“Ro?”

“Yeah?”

“Why’d you do that?”

“Baby, you accidentally dialed me last night. I had the pleasure of listening to you watching porn and getting off on it. Unfortunately, I had none of that pleasure. So, I decided to give you a little punishment. Forcing you to do something this private at an uncomfortable location and not giving you your panties back will teach you not to fuck over me next time. Have fun trying to sit properly in that short-ass skirt with no panties on.”

“You’re such an asshole, Ambrose.”

“Not really. But I can’t wait to taste yours,” I tease, winking at her.

Just before I close the door behind me, I say, “Bryn, one more thing?”

“What?” she hisses.

“Make sure no one sees my pussy.”

I smirk at the outraged look on her face, close the door, and head back downstairs just as half-time ends.

15 – BRYNLEE

“I had a great time tonight, Ro,” I say, looping my arms around his neck.

In the last two weeks since Ambrose told me the truth about him and Lyndsey, things have been different between us. I still defy his orders in the office and challenge him in meetings, but I look forward to the punishments that he dishes out.

“I did, too. When are we going to stop sneaking around?” he asks, brushing my lips.

I sigh into the kiss, closing my eyes and not wanting to address what I know could be a real problem. Opening my mouth to him, I let his tongue take over. He leads me where he wants me to go.

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