“Yeow! Ouch!” she cried. She squirmed and wiggled in his lap, more as a complaint than anything else. She knew there was little way she’d get away from him now. Joanna could feel his resolve, a cold almost detached determination to mete out this punishment, start to finish.
With his hand traversing her two mounds once again, two thoughts spurred his actions. First, the little hellion was way out of control; he wasn’t sure why, but he had no intention of allowing any employee to speak to him the way she had. He may not use this disciplinary method with other employees, but for Joanna it was perfect. And secondly, Miles could not escape the lust that she brought out in him. The feel of her soft flesh, the rising heat, and the beautiful crimson blush were as much a motivation as anyth
