Page 129 of A Very Naughty Christmas

She began to cry anew when she couldn’t seem to get them untangled. Kendra wanted to sink to the floor and bawl like a baby. She was bare assed with a bright red bottom in front of her boss, who had just spanked her like a naughty child and then given her the most intense orgasm of her life.

Just when it seemed the situation couldn’t get any worse, Dr. Malcom sank to his knees in front of her, gently untangled her britches from her left shoe then her right, and pulled her pants and panties up for her.

She gasped when they slid across her sore ass. “Tender, is it?” Dr. Malcom asked with a smile as he stood and pulled her into his arms.

Kendra didn’t know what to do; she was embarrassed, her bottom hurt, and her body was still thrumming with the aftereffects of orgasm and this man was responsible for all of it.

She pulled away again and grabbed her purse before she ran out the door like the hounds of hell were on her heels.

She heard him calling her name behind her, but she didn’t stop. She ran all the way to the door and exploding into the parking lot where she immediately slipped and fell on her already tender bottom.

Kendra sat there a minute and stared around in shock; the parking lot was a sheet of ice and more sharp little shards of it were hitting her in the face. When had this happened? She’d known it was going to snow but she hadn’t heard ice in the advisory.

Strong hands caught her beneath the shoulders and lifted her to her feet. “Back inside, Kendra, you aren’t going anywhere in this.”

She jerked her arm from his grasp with a glare and almost fell again before she caught her balance on the ice. “I am not on the clock, Doctor. I can do what I please.”

Kendra stuck her nose in the air and turned back toward her car, only to be halted before she’d completed a step and hoisted over a broad shoulder.

“You will do exactly as you’re told, young lady. You’re about two seconds from landing back across my knee so I’d tread carefully if I were you. We are going back in the building, I’m going to find out what the weather situation is, and then you and I are going to have a chat about what happened in my office,” he told her firmly as he strode through the door and then locked it behind them.

“Put me down, you jerk! I am perfectly capable of driving home!” she yelled, glaringup at him as he set her on her feet.

Dr. Malcom caught her by the arm, turned her to the side, and landed six hard swats to the seat of her pants, then pointed at the lobby chairs. “You are going to go sit down right now.”

Kendra cupped her hands around her sore bottom cheeks and sent him a sideways glare as she made her way to the chairs. “Asshole,” she muttered under her breath.

Before she could sit, his foot was planted in the seat of a chair, she was unceremoniously tossed face down over his knee, and her pants were once again jerked to half-mast. The good doctor’s hand fell hard and fast, not wasting any time in reigniting the flame in her ass.

Kendra was howling by the third swat and he didn’t stop until she was apologizing with every wail. This time she didn’t get the teasing forays of his fingers when it was over. Instead she was set back on her feet and marched to a corner with her ankles still hobbled by her clothing.

He tilted her tearstained face up to his with a finger beneath her chin. “Now, do you have anything else snarky or rude to say to me, young lady?”

“No, sir,” Kendra said with a little quiver in her chin as fresh tears spilled over her lashes.

“Good. Then you can put your little nose in this corner and keep it there until I come and get you,” he told her sternly as he turned her to face the corner in question.

Kendra started to reach for her pants.

“No… those stay exactly where they are. A little contemplation with your well spanked bottom on display is just what the doctor ordered.”

His choice of words made her frown into the corner fiercely but this time she wisely kept her glare to herself.

Chapter Two

Derek smiled as he watched Kendra shift her weight from one foot to the other where she waited in the corner, her gorgeous, round bottom a beautiful sight with its scarlet glow.

Damn, but she was a stubborn woman; he’d wanted her from the first time they’d met and he knew the attraction was mutual, but Kendra was fighting the pull as if he were Typhoid Mary.

She wasn’t going to care for the news he had to share but he was warming to the idea. This situation couldn’t have been better planned to force her to get to know him and acknowledge the thing between them.

“Kendra, you may pull your pants up and come out of the corner if you are sure you can behave civilly.” He watched as she made her way to where he was sitting and sat down across from him with a visible wince. “Best you’d keep in mind, little girl, if I have to spank you again, I won’t use my hand.”

She flushed and looked away. “Yes, Doctor.”

“Given our current situation and the fact that I’ve now spanked you twice, Kendra, I think you can call me Derek,” he said with a grin.

“All right, Derek,” Kendra said softly.

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