only served to embolden her. Jodi moved closer to him, so that she was inches from standing between his knees, daring to shake her finger at him as if he was a recalcitrant schoolboy.
“I don’t appreciate the implicit threat you made last night, nor the explicit one you made this morning. As I said, you’re in no position to say anything about what I do when I’m not in this office – Oh!”
Reading about being put over someone’s lap and it actually happening to you were two very different things, she discovered abruptly.
Chapter 2
He managed to pull her down over both of his knees with a minimum of effort on his part and a maximum of humiliation on hers. He had carefully positioned her so that her hands were, in effect, useless. There was no way to escape or exact any revenge on him in front of her; and he held her too far over his lap for her to be able to reach back and accomplish anything but getting her wrists easily captured and held to the small of her back.
And he was quick about every bit of it, too. The spanking began before she had a chance to begin yelling at him, and, to her complete embarrassment, when she opened her mouth to castigate him and question his ancestry back to Neanderthal man, what came out was a deep groan at the way he was roasting her behind.
Jodi made a mental note to wear nothing but heavyweight clothing around him from now on, damn the California heat. Her pretty, floral silk skirt was no protection at all from the devastating effects of his hand – nor were the slip, pantyhose, or bikini panties beneath it, damn him.
Aside from the searing pain, what surprised her the most was that he did this as if he’d done it a million times before – blistering her from stem to stern and back again, showing absolutely no signs of stopping, reducing her to a blubbering mass before the first pass was finished.
She was horrified to realize that he had driven her beyond her usual composure so easily, but it had gotten to the point where she would have done anything to get him to stop – literally anything .
When he did finally stop, she knew that it had been entirely his choice and that she had had absolutely no input into his decision. Neither her futilely but automatically kicking feet nor her sobs lessened what he delivered to her in the least.
And then she had to lie there, her bottom stinging in the aftermath, helped along by the intimidating presence of his palm on her hot cheeks. “I know I’m just your boss, but I think I pay you reasonably well to do a job that sometimes involves you handling very sensitive information. How long do you think you’d be able to maintain your security clearance if they found out that you used pot?”
She couldn’t believe she had the nerve to, but she sighed exasperatedly at that, and then shrieked bloody murder when he gave her another crisp round of swats for her efforts.
“I’m disappointed that I have to say this to you at all, but I need you to have those clearances, and therefore I expect you to consider that eschewing the use of any and all illegal substances to be a part of your job description. And, to elaborate on my promise, if I find out you’ve used it again, the spanking you’ll get will make this one look like a walk in the park.”
It wasn’t as if she used it every day – or even every year. Karen liked it, and had brought some over. It was never in her house for more than a weekend at the most. But she wasn’t going to explain herself to him. She was too angry by far for that right now.
He helped her up and, as if it had never happened, turned back to his work.
Jodi had never been angrier at another person in her life and she allowed herself to reach out and smack him on the shoulder, as she’d done many times before when he was at his most aggravating. But this time she couldn’t seem to stop – stop hitting him or stop at his shoulder. Before she got very far past his head, though, he’d rolled