Page 56 of Punish Me

We both empty our glasses, and I slam mine on the table as I turn to face him. “But I’m gonna be the only goddamned one that does.”

A knock sounds at my door.

“Come in,” I snarl.

I inhale her fragrant scent when the door opens, but I don’t turn to look at her. Every day, I find some infraction to call her on the carpet just to punish her in my office or hers.

“Bryn,” Brayden says, standing.

“Hi. I didn’t know you were here...”

I stare at my old friend as he shoves his hands deep into his pockets.

“I had a talk with Shayla, so I accepted Ro’s invitation to come and talk. Shayla said she would move if I didn’t stop this foolishness.”

“It took three weeks for her to get through to you?” Brynlee asks.

“He always was a hard-headed bastard,” I retort, leaning back in my seat and closing my eyes.

“I’m sorry to both of you. It was a shock. I felt betrayed like a motherfucker, but if this is what you want, then who am I to stand in your way? Don’t fuck over my sister again,” he warns, pointing at me.

I nod, and he walks out of my sight. I hear him hugging her behind me and them exchanging a sweet kiss.

Her muffled voice says, “Don’t ever block me out like that again.”

“I won’t, baby girl.”

They mumble their apologies, and I love you’s, before Brayden says, “I’m out. Bryn, we’ll have dinner this weekend.”

“Sounds good.”

I remove my necktie, rest my elbows on the arm of my chair, drop my foot from my knee to the floor, and spread my legs as I listen to the door close and the clicking of the lock.

“Why won’t you look at me?” she asks as she slowly walks to me, her heels muffled by the carpet. She stands before me with her hands crossed behind her back, watching and waiting.

“Turn around.”

She does as I say. I loop the necktie around her wrists and tie a knot, securing her wrists.

“On your knees.”

She kneels, and her amber eyes twinkle with delight as I unbuckle my belt and free my dick. She only gets a few licks and sucks in before I pull her to her feet.

I hold my dick in place as she climbs on the chair and straddles me, slowly dropping down. I smirk when I realize she’s been obedient and didn’t wear panties.

“Ahh, fuck! I’ve been waiting all day for this sweet pussy. That’s it, baby, ride this dick,” I grunt as she works her hips and covers my dick with her pussy lips.

As she works me over, I reach behind her, remove the necktie from her wrists, and toss it to the floor.

I slide the turtleneck, form-fitting, maxi sweater dress up her hips. Bryn slows up enough to remove her arms from the sleeves and pull the dress over her head. My hands reach behind her, unclasping her bra. When those beautiful chocolate orbs become free, I take one fudge-dipped nipple into my mouth and suck until she cries out.

I don’t worry because everyone, even the cleaning staff, is gone for the day. My hands roam down, gripping her hips. I lean back in my seat as she rises and falls on me, coating my dick with her sticky, sweet nectar.

She climbs off and turns around, seating herself on me again. My hands hold her in place while I drive up inside of her. My fingers free her thick hair from its bun, watching it fall around her shoulders.

Grabbing a handful, I pull her head back, forcing her to go still until her head is back far enough to kiss her. When I release her, she picks up speed, her ass slapping against my thighs and breasts bouncing happily.

I smack her ass and purr in her ear, “With this kind of performance and work satisfaction, you deserve a raise.”

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