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“Why the fuck are you handing me your panties beneath the table at a business dinner?”
I smile internally. The incensed glint is back in his eyes as he towers over me.
“They’re lucky.” I shrug.
He sucks a deep breath in through his nose and slams the fist holding my panties against the wall by my head.
“I should spank your ass so hard that you can’t sit for a week after pulling a stunt like that.” His chest heaves as he leans in closer to me. “We work together, what the fuck?”
Excitement bursts in my core as he struggles to rein in his anger. His choice of reprimand is… intriguing, a rare glimpse into Mr. Always-in-control’s psyche. So he’s into spanking? It’s probably just talk, but still…interesting.
I lick my lips trying not to let my smirk show. “I’m not sure spanking employees is an acceptable form of management. Besides, you’re not even paying me.”
His fingers flex against the wall as the delicate lace dangles from them. I want to demand he be careful, so they don’t get snagged by the rough bricks.
“What the hell are you playing at?” Heat radiates from his body while his blue eyes spark like flames.
“Relax, Jet. It was just a bit of fun.” I pat him playfully on his solid chest.
His nostrils flare. “A bit of fun? You think handing me your panties is fun?”
“Jesus, calm down.” I roll my eyes even though I’m loving every second of his reaction.
A vein throbs in his temple, almost as if on the verge of being ruptured.
“Come on, we both know you’re not actually going to spank me.” I roll my eyes. “So shall we go?”
I try to move past him, but he blocks me. I sink my teeth into my lower lip, energy racing through my veins as he slowly rakes his eyes up, pausing briefly on my breasts, before he glowers at me.
“You won’t do it. You’re too scared of losing control,” I whisper.
“Ava,” he growls, sending a shiver hurtling up my spine.
“Go on.” I lean closer until my lips almost touch his.“I dare you.”
His pupils blow wide. Then he spins me, knocking the air from my lungs as he pins me against the wallwith his chest to my back and his mouth lowered to my ear.
“You think I won’t make this sweet ass bright red. Leave my handprint on you… mark you asmine.” His words are like gravel grating over my soul and making me shudder.
I incline my face over my shoulder as I try to bring my breathing under control. My panties are at eye-level beside me, clenched firmly inside his white-knuckled fist.
“I know you won’t. You don’t have it in you to be so reckless,” I taunt. “You’re all about control… You wouldn’t lose it for a delinquent who doesn’t use a glass.”
His eyes burn into mine as my chest vibrates with a quiet laugh.
“I knew it.” I smirk.
Cold air whips around the back of my thighs as my dress is shoved up roughly.
I gasp with a mixture of surprise and satisfaction that I’ve made him crack. Butterflies rage in my core as his warm breath dusts my ear.
“One thing you should learn about me,” he murmurs, “is that I’malwaysthe one who has control.”
He presses his torso against me, forcing my nipples to graze the rough wall. Then he slides his hand over my naked ass cheek and squeezes with enough pressure to make me whimper.
“You’re going to regret ever playing with me, Ava… I always win.”
The first strike makes me cry out. “Fuck!”
