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There was a strap that went around her neck, then around her breast before criss- crossing her stomach. A small piece of lace covered her pussy and her nipples. It shaped her body perfectly and displayed so much, but not enough. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would see her in this.

“I’m here, Boss,” she said, as she walked to me in heels that seemed impossible to walk in, but she stalked towards me like I was her prey. “What are you going to do with me?”

She stopped right in front of me, running a hand down the middle of my chest down my abs stopping at the top of my jeans. Unbuttoning them, she rubbed her hand over my clothed cock.

“Shall I suck your cock while I touch myself?” she asked, pushing her hand into my underwear.

The moment she touched my cock I snapped out of it.

“Oh no, Temptress, you will not be running the show, I think you need to answer a few things, and you need to be taught a lesson,” I said, grabbing her wrist hard, but not painfully.

“I’ve been good,” she said, pressing up against me. “Why am I being punished, Boss? Did I not do something to your liking? I thought I was getting the hang of the job.”

“Don’t try and distract me,” I growled, grabbing her to pick her up when she pulled away from me.

“Please don’t punish me,” she said, stepping back. “I’ll do whatever you want.”

She smirked, taking another step back like she was ready to run away.

“I’ll do whatever I have to,” I said, stepping forward. “To make you realize I am in charge. That you don’t get to make assumptions and flirt in front of me.”

“Boss, I never flirted with anyone.” She slipped off her heels. “No one has caught my attention in the office.”

“Temptress, you won’t distract me from—” She took off running before I could finish my sentence.

This wasn’t how the night was supposed to start, but I would get my point across by the end of the night no matter how we got started. I let her get a head start before I chased after her. She had been to my apartment once and it wouldn’t take long to catch her, but I knew she just wanted to rile me up. Her footstepsran towards the kitchen. I went the other way to catch her at the exit into the dining room, but she wasn’t there.

“Boo!” She slapped my ass before running away.

Her gorgeous ass was on display and I reached for her, barely missing her.

“Valencia, don’t test my patience,” I growled, lunging for her as she dodged me again.

This cat and mouse game made me hard. I wasn’t expecting that.

“Oh please, don’t hurt me,” she whimpered, but her smile was devilish. “I’m just an intern. Please don’t fire me.”

Her role playing was a turn-on, but I was getting impatient. I ran to her, picked her up quickly, and pressed her against the wall before I kissed her hard. She whimpered, letting her defenses down and running her hands through my hair. I thrusted into her as I grabbed her ass even harder, making her think I was getting lost in the haze of arousal.

“Oh, Boss, if I let you fuck me, will you let me keep my job?” She kept up with the role playing that I decided to finally play along.

“You will get spankings and then I will fuck this pussy until I can decide if I’ll keep you,” I clipped. “But only if this pussy is nice and wet for me.”

“Oh Boss, I’m already dripping,” she panted, trying to rub against me.

I adjusted her in my hands as she kissed my neck sucking softly as I walked us to the room. As soon as we stepped into the room she tensed, confused at what was happening. I didn’t give her a chance to say anything before I kissed her, making sure she was at ease, giving her a sense of false security.

I pressed her against the wall cupping her breast, pinching her nipple softly but enough to hear her sigh and then groan.Hearing her pleasure made me harder, and I almost threw my plan out the window.

“Hunter, fuck me, please,” she moaned. “I need you so bad.”

That was my cue.

“I got you, baby,” I said.

I carried her again, kissed her neck, and remembered to watch where I was going. I placed her where I wanted her, sucking softly on her neck, hoping she didn’t know where she was.

“Oh, what is this?” she asked, as I leaned her back in the swing I had set up. “I’ve never been fucked in a swing,”

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