Page 6 of Possessive Greek Chef

I shake my head, “Pants off.”

“Panties on?” she counters.

I rub my chin and then nod.

“Right here?” she asks.

“No, at the table so I can take you over my knee.”

“You want me to lay across your lap and let you spank me?”

“That’s the deal. Take it or leave it. I can drive you back to Bedros instead if you prefer.”

“No, I’ll do it,” she confirms.

I take her by the hand and lead her to the dining table where I pull out a chair and sit down. She holds her arms up and watches as I open her pants and slide them down her hips. Damn, this girl gets better all the time. Keeping my hands to myself is getting harder every minute.

I pat my thighs and she positions herself across my lap. I make small circles with my hand on her round ass, savoring the feel of her soft white skin then lift my hand and smack her hard enough to make the big butt jiggle. She gasps and flinches but doesn’t protest, so I raise my hand and spank her again.

She has to feel my erection growing against her belly with each drop of my hand but she doesn’t move. She remains still until her bottom is bright red from my punishment. I finish and tell her she can get back on her feet.

“I hope you’ve learned your lesson. You need to treat the food with respect.”

She bends over to put on her pants, and I have to fight back the urge to tear off her panties and take her right here. It’s not easy and I have to avert my eyes to keep myself under control.

“I think I should go home now,” she whispers.

I try to keep my disappointment from showing on my face and ask, “Do you still want to work for me?”

“More than anything,” she replies.

“Alright, I’ll take you home.”

She provides the directions to her place but says nothing else during the ride. We pull up to the curb in front of her apartment building. As she reaches for the door handle, I grab her other arm and pull her back. She turns to look at me and I kiss her, feeling all of the tension leave her body. She sinks into my embrace and gives herself over to my passionate advance.

I release her and she gazes into my eyes, “See you tomorrow?” she mutters.

“Noon sharp, little girl,” I reply.

Thoughts of Aria swim through my brain as I drive back to my place. How could anyone that perfect exist in this world? Even more amazing is the fact that she appears to be oblivious to it. She was tough enough to pack up her bags and leave her life behind to follow her dreams. Yet, she embodies all of the wonder and innocence of a child.

There’s something special about her that needs to be protected from the ugliness of the outside world, and I’m just the person to do that for her. She may not know it but she’s affected me in a way that no woman before her has. I’ll be counting down the hours until I see her again.

4

MY FIRST SHIFT

ARIA

The morning light streams through my bedroom window and I leap out of bed. Did last night really happen or was it just a crazy dream?

I’m not sure which is less believable. That I’ve been offered my dream job at Andromeda or that I was both spanked and kissed by fitness model turned celebrity chef Atticus Adimos? Replaying it over again in my head causes a tightness in my belly and a sweet throbbing between my legs.

While the coffee brews, I look over at my white coat from Bedros and smile. I pull it from the back of the chair where I’ve placed it every night after work and drop it into the trash can. No more snide remarks, sexual advances, or belittling comments from that fat, sweaty dirtbag.

Atticus probably has no idea just how bad working for Bedros was and the daily torture that he’s freed me from enduring. The countless nights of crying myself to sleep might finally have come to an end and that alone is a gift I can never repay.

Atticus told me to arrive at noon sharp, but I spent most of the night tossing and turning. When I finally fell asleep, I didn’t wake up until almost eleven. I sit in the back of the taxi and stare at the time on my phone. Lunch traffic is particularly heavy today, and if I don’t do something now, there’s no way I’ll make it on time.

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