On Your Knees

Avery

He stepped back, leaving me bent over his desk, my skirt still bunched around my waist. I turned my head to look at him, my breath catching at the predatory gleam in his eyes.

"Stand up," he commanded.

I straightened, adjusting my skirt, feeling the sting on my ass from his spanking. The throbbing between my legs was almost unbearable.

"You know what I want," he said, walking over to the cou