Beauty and the Boss - MINK Page 0,12
you just call me the grinch?” His jaw goes tight. I watch his hand that rests on the arms of his chair flex, and I wonder if he’s thinking about them disciplining me again.
“No.” It’s not a lie. I merely said he was extra grumpy today. I’m still a little shocked that he hasn’t said more about Mr. Grumpy Pants being here. It’s likely because he’s so adorable. Not even Mr. Baxter can say anything negative about him.
“Are we going to eat anytime soon?” He eyes the tray in my hands.
I smile as I place our lunches on his desk. I push his toward him. I sit in the comfy chair across from him, grab my container, and open it. I lick my lips at the sight of lunch and prepare to dig in.
“You cut my steak?” His voice is low, gritty.
I look up from the array of desserts I’d ordered for my lunch. He told me to order what I wanted, so I went with the dessert sampler. He stole all the cookies this morning, and I need my sweet fix or I’m known to get a little on the sassy side.
“Well, I might have given some to Mr. Grumpy Pants,” I admit. “I forgot to bring his lunch.” I watch as Mr. Baxter actually shows emotion for once. He’s shocked. His mouth even hangs open a little. “He smelled the meat and kept staring at it. I cut him off a few small pieces, and I thought that if I was cutting his up already that I could do the same for you. So you’re welcome?”
He stares at me. “You know this is a four hundred dollar Kobe steak?”
“It’s not polite to talk about money,” I whisper to him and pick up my fork. “Mr. Grumpy Pants only licked it and then turned his nose up, so I’m not so sure your steak is worth the price.”
“Miss Lavine.” He pushes his tray of food away.
“Hey, you have to eat that. It’s four hundred dollars,” I remind him. “Okay, maybe that’s only three hundred dollars’ worth since Mr. Grumpy Pants has the other hundred.”
“Miss Lavine.” He says my name more forcefully this time. My stomach does a little flutter of excitement. Is it coming? Have I gone too far now?
“Sunshine,” I remind him with a smile.
Bingo. He’s out of his chair.
“Save my desserts,” I say as he starts to make a motion to clear his desk. He lets out a string of curses that has my already-heating face turning an extra shade of red. He actually grabs my food and sets it aside. I pop up from my chair, too eager for what is coming.
“You should be eating a healthier lunch.”
“Hey, are you calling me fat?” I am a little on the curvy side but how could I not be with my killer baking skills?
“I take that back. Eat all the dessert. Your ass needs the extra meat on it.”
I gasp when he reaches out, rubbing my backside softly. “I’d hate for you to lose it. I’ll make sure there is always at least one dessert on the lunch menu.”
“We eat lunch together every day now? That’s not what the calendar said. I’m supposed to stick to the calendar. Tomorrow you have lunch with someone named Mr. Longway. Kurt was going to take me to--”
My words die off as he spins me around, pressing me down onto the desk. My skirt pulls up. “Sunshine.”
“Oops,” I breathe out. I can’t stop the wiggle I do. “I just forgot.” Okay. That’s a lie. Damn it. I hate to lie. “Okay, I didn't forget,” I admit.
“So you not only lied but you deliberately didn't wear panties today?” He makes a tsking sound. “The list of things you’ve done wrong today just keeps on growing. I’m not sure a spanking will be enough.”
My breathing picks up, and my heart starts to pound. I don’t know what to do with everything I’m feeling in this moment. So many emotions wash over me.
“What are you going to do to me?” I ask. Again, I can’t stop myself from wiggling. His hand only roams over my backside softly like he’s thinking. So many dirty things come to mind. Things I’ve read in books but never once thought I’d do.
“You’ll be getting a spanking.” He gives me a quick slap. A moan slips from my lips. His hand rubs the spot then drifts lower toward my sex. I think about what he’ll find if he goes lower.