Page 44 of Bared Betrayal
She squirms under me, and her ass presses harder against my cock. “I’m not a liar.”
“Really? I bet if I pull down your pants right now, I’ll find your pussy swollen and wet for me.”
She stills beneath me, not saying anything.
“Tell me why you’re here,” I growl against her ear, but her only response is to bite her bottom lip. I hook a finger into the side of her jeans, threatening to pull them down. “Last chance, baby girl.”
“I’m here to get you to stop.”
“Liar,” I say as I yank her pants down and over her ass, letting them pool at her ankles. Her perfectly round ass is covered in white lace, and the red welts from my belt are still visible. I have never seen anything so beautiful in my life. My cock is throbbing, and I need to make her pay for making me feel like this with the one woman I can’t have. The one woman I can’t own.
I cover her ass with my palm, feeling the slightly raised skin, then I press my thumb against a welt, loving the sound of her moans as she squirms under the slight pain. “Tell me the truth.”
“This isn’t why I came here.” Her voice shakes with each word.
“What is it about you? Even your lies turn me the fuck on.” I slide my hand from her ass to her pussy, I don’t even have to move under her panties to tell her cunt is weeping for me, the lace soaked through. “Your mouth says one thing, but your body says another. Never lie to me, little lamb.”
“I didn’t come here for this. This is not what—”
I cut off her sentence with a hard, open-handed slap to her ass. She goes silent and presses her forehead to my desk, hiding her face from me. “Please, don’t.”
“Don’t what? Don’t punish you for your lies?” I taunt, my palm coming down hard on her flesh. “Don’t give you what you came here for?”
“Gabriel, we can’t do this again,” she says, but the way she arches her back, pushing her ass out farther tells me this is going to fucking happen again. Right here, right now. It’s unstoppable.
I tighten my grip in her hair as I unbuckle my belt. “This is what’s going to happen. You are going to take your punishment for lying to me, and then you’re going to be the good little girl we both know you need to be by coming all over my five-thousand-dollar desk. Isn’t that right?”
She nods but doesn’t say anything, so I pull her head back as I lean over her. “Isn’t that. Right?”
Her throat bobs as she swallows, and I’m biting my bottom lip, waiting for the two little words I crave to hear come out of her mouth.
“Yes…sir.”
Jesus fucking Christ, its beautiful. She’s beautiful.
I yank her panties down, tearing through the lace. “Count,” I demand, striking her ass hard with my hand. I could use my belt again, but I like the feeling of her raw flesh against my palm.
“One,” she breathes out with a desperate tenor. With every strike, her breathing hitches and her legs inch farther apart until I can see her wet pussy blooming for me.
She’s shaking by the time we get to ten, but she still counts, not missing a beat.Perfection.
I trail my fingers down and slide them effortlessly into her tight cunt, biting back a groan. I circle her clit with my thumb, and it only takes a moment for her to be on the edge.
“Do you want my cock, baby girl?”
“Yes, sir.” Her words are a desperate plea, and I want to give in because as much as she wants it, I want it more—to feel her heat as I slide into her, filling her greedy pussy until she comes around my dick. But not only did she act like a brat when she stomped into my office, she’s making me lose control, and that’s out of the fucking question. She needs to be reminded who is in control here, and it sure as fuck ain’t her.
“Move, and I won’t fuck you,” I warn, then take a long, deep inhale before letting go of her and stepping back. The moan that tears from her throat is that of agony. Longing. Lust.
I round the desk and take a seat, leaning back. Her eyes are on me, and they are stunning, wide and tearstained. “Do you think you have earned my cock?”
“Yes, sir.”
“How so?”
“I did what you said. I counted.”
I smirk. “Just like a good little girl, you took your punishment for lying. Now, if you want my cock, get on your knees and beg for it.”
