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spank her one more time and a cry escapes her lips. I watch as her whole body tenses, shudders, softens. I see the telltale flush of pink covering her milk white skin.
    Holy fuck. I think she just came on my desk. I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes. This girl is something else.
    “Did you enjoy that, Claire?”
    “Yes, sir.” Her voice is muffled and soft, and I can tell she’s embarrassed.
    Her sweetness nearly pushes me over the edge. I grab her arm and yank her to her feet.
    “Good. Now get out of my office.” If I don’t get her out now, I’m going to have no choice to fuck her, and there’ll be no going back once that happens. I can’t afford to let myself go like that. Not now. Not yet.
    She stands there, stunned and trying to collect herself. She glances towards the door and then back at me. I keep my gaze as steely as possible even though what I really want to do is bend her over and plow my rock hard dick into her.
    She finally looks down at the ground. “Yes, sir,” she mumbles, as she leaves my office.
    Once my door is closed, I let out a deep breath. That woman just might be the death of me. That look on her face as she left my office …
    Disappointment.
    Fear and pleasure and pain all rolled into one … and then disappointment when I stopped it.
    Damn, she’s hot.
    I want to jerk myself off so bad right now that it physically hurts, but I don’t want to give myself the satisfaction right now. I’m saving this for Claire.
    Because when I do finally take her, I intend to give her everything.

8
    Claire
    I walk out of my boss’s office in stunned silence.
    Did that really just happen? Did he really just turn me over his desk and spank my bare ass? Did I really just have an orgasm — a mind-blowing orgasm, at that — while getting spanked?
    My face burns with shame — and something else. I sit down behind my desk while I try to collect myself. As soon as I sit, a shock of pain hits me. My ass is still smarting from his beatings, but I wriggle down into it, enjoying the visceral memory it brings back.
    I have no idea what to do right now.
    Any other person would probably run screaming to HR right now. Or even to a lawyer. Hell, if I was smart, that’s what I would be doing.
    But I already know there’s no way in hell I’m going to do that.
    Because if I did , there’d be no chance of this, or anything else, ever happening again.
    And I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I definitely do want this to happen again.
    No one has ever spanked me before. And certainly no one like Mr. Godrich. That face, that body … those hands.
    And even though his words were harsh, I knew he had enjoyed our encounter too. When he leaned up against me I could feel his hard dick pressing against my ass through this suit pants.
    That dick.
    My pussy is on fire right now. It’s so wet that I’m afraid I’m going to end up with a damp spot on the back of my dress. I was so sure he was going to fuck me in there, I couldn’t believe it when he stood me up and told me to leave.
    I can hear him in there now, pacing around. The sound reminds me of a caged lion.
    I can’t help but wonder … what have I gotten myself into?

    * * *
    I spend the whole weekend going back and forth about the whole situation. Every morning I wake up with resolve — this is crazy, and first thing Monday morning, I’m going to tell Mr. Godrich exactly that.
    Then the day goes on and by evening (and a glass of wine or two) I’ve gone back the other way. I can’t say no to him. I want to see this through.
    I have to see this through.
    On Sunday night, I toss and turn until morning, but I finally wake up with a new determination.
    This is crazy. Whatever this is, whatever William wants, is crazy, and I can’t participate. I’m putting my foot down.
    Despite his ridiculous orders that I go to work without panties today, I intend to do the exact opposite. I rummage through my drawer and find the biggest,