My Dominant Boss
Chapter Thirty–Seven Other things on my mind. -1
Alyssa
I am trying my best to focus on my food because Wyatt is keeping eye on me and insists I eat it all. I am finding it difficult to do because I have other things on my mind. I want to know what his plans are for ine tonight, I want him to show me the room he has been hiding. I want him to drive me crazy and make me weak to my nees the same way he did fast night.
I wonder if I can make him change his mind. Maybe he will break and know he has probably been horny all day. I got twn releases today: I wasn’t here.
give me what I need if I push enough, what we both need. I hus had none unless he had one, which he gave himself when
1 “accidentally” brush my foot up the leg of his trousers. He raises h brow at me.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean it,” I say innocently.
He doesn’t look like he believes me, but he returns his attention back to eating. I smirk when he isn’t looking. I take a bite of my food, groaning loudly when I do. I watch him grip the table with one hand, my groan getting to him.
“Alyssa, stop.” He warns.
His eyes fall back on me once again. I slowly lick my lips, Stop what Sir? I am not doing anything. I am enjoying my food, is all.”
No, you are teasing me.” He hisses.
1 flash my best smile at him and shake my head, “I wouldn’t do such thing.” I purr, running my foot up his leg again.
His jaw clenches, and he cracks his neck, his other hand gripping onto the table.
“Yes, you would. It is exactly what you are doing.”
I shrug, act like I have done nothing wrong, and return to eating my food. I continue to groan and moan with every bite, licking my lips any time he is looking in my direction.
Suddenly, he
jumps to his feet, his hands slapping on the table. I bite on my lip to stop from smirking or laughing.
“Stop!”
!* he warns again.
I rest back on the chair, dancing my fingers down my neck, “Or what I push.
I shouldn’t be doing this. I know he will make me regret it, but I don’t care. I want him. I need him.
“Come here, right now.” He demands.
I slowly get to my feet and take my time to walk over to him. The second I am close, he feaches for me and pulls me against his firm chest. I whimper and grip his shirt.
“I told you not to challenge me because I
“What are you g
going to do about it?”
His hold on me tightens. “Turn around, hands on the table.”
Inod eagerly, “Yes, Sir.”
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I do as I am told. He takes place behind me. He yanks my dressip by my hips and rips my panties off. Ito yanks my hair, “You
will learn.”
His big hand comes down roughly on my ass. I squeal, my chest falling against the table. He does it again, but harder, and it stings like hell. It makes me wince and whimper, but fuck, it felt good.
“You follow my rules. I don’t follow yours.” He groans.
I can feel his excitement against me. He may act like he doesn’t like when I act in such ways, but I know deep down he loves it. It turns him on. He likes it when I do because it means he can punish the how he sees fit…
“Yes, Sir.” I manage to breathe out.
He does it one last time, and I screech. My ass is throbbing, but between my thighs are soaking.
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My Dominant Boss
Chapter Thirty–Seven Other things on my mind. -2
“Good, now, sit back down and finish your meal” He demands, rubling my ass cheeks.
1 whine, “What, no,”
My plan was to make him take me upstairs and have his way with . Not for him to spank me and then make me sit down and finish my meal.
“Yes. Do you think I am going to give you what you want because you acted like a brat? It isn’t how all of this works. Now, sit back down.”
He pulls away from me and retakes his seat. I huff and get back to my feet. I head back to my chair and sit down, well, try to sit down but my ass is too sore.
“What is the matter, sweetness? Can’t you sit down?” he asks smugly
“I am fine.” I Be.
I am not showing him my weakness. I take a deep breath and carefully sit down, trying to ignore the throbbing. Fuck, it hurts. I close my eyes, thinking of other things to try and distract me from in
“Try anything like that again; it won’t be my hand, but I will use something better. You really won’t be able to sit down right for a week. Do you think you can behave and finish your food now? Can you be a good girl for me?” he asks.
I bite on my lower lip, “Yes, sir. I can behave.”
I don’t want to, but I will. Maybe if I behave, he will give me what need after we finish dinner. I am curious what else he was talking about to use to spank me. I know there are many different things, but what does he use? I hope I can find out.
I didn’t think I would ever enjoy things like this, but I guess I was wrong. I didn’t realise it was something I wanted or needed until Wyatt showed me it. I hope the excitement and curiosity last for me and doesn’t fade with time. I hope it doesn’t get too much for
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and finish off my dinner. I have given up. He hasn’t given me what I want. He knows how to play this game better than me. 1 can only imagine how red my buttocks are right now. His handprint probably imprinted on my skin with the force he used on me.
He gathers the dishes and takes them to the kitchen to clean up. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. With every step I took, my ass throbbed, and between my thighs did too. I was craving him badly. I needed something, anything.
I rest my hands on the sink and stare at myself in the mirror. My checks are flushed, and my eyes dark from lust. I didn’t know one person could have such an effect on me.
I splash some cold water on my face, trying to cool myself down. I felt like every part of my body was on fire. I take a few minutes to pull it together until there is a knock on the bathroom door,
at is tabl
“Alyssa, are you okay? What is taking so long?” He asks, trying the handle.
“Yes, I am fine. I will be out in a second.”
I haven’t been in the bathroom that long. I take a few deep breaths before opening the door. He is standing waiting for me, a sexy smirk on his face.
“You are looking a little flushed, baby girl. Did your spanking turn you on?”
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1 nod, “Yes, Sir.”
“Is your ass still sore?” he chuckles.
“Yes.”
He kisses me, “Good. It is what you deserved.
He walks away confidently and without saying another word. I groan in frustration. What do I need to know to get what I want?
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