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He’s standing behind his desk, leaning against a bookshelf with his arms crossed. I sigh at the sight of him. Sleeves rolled up, ink visible, jaw set. I want to fall to my knees and run my tongue along his piercing. I never knew how hot a pierced dick was until I became obsessed with his.

He doesn’t say a word. He just looks at me.

“You don’t fucking touch yourself without permission. What part of that was unclear?”

“I’ll gladly take my punishment, Daddy.” I say it knowing exactly what it does to both of us. I’ve stopped pretending I don’t get off on calling him that. I so fucking do.

His mouth tips. That almost-smile that makes my heart flutter every time.

“Oh you will, baby.” He goes around to the other side of his desk and opens the drawer. He pulls out a plug. This one is much bigger than the one he used yesterday. My stomach drops.

“You know what’s coming next.” He holds it up so I can see it. “Since you can’t follow a simple fucking rule, this is all you get.” He sets it on his desk and crosses his arms. “I’m going to let you have a few hours with this, and then I’m fucking that ass. Since you want to be fucked so badly, I’m going to give it to you.”

My mouth goes dry. Yesterday’s plug stretched me in ways I didn’t know I could stretch. This one is going to make that feel like nothing.

“Rhett—”

He closes the distance between us, and his hand wraps around my throat. Not gentle. “You knew the rules and brought this on yourself. Bend over my desk, brat.”

He releases my throat, and I turn to do as I’m told. He strips my shorts and thong down my legs in one motion, and his hand cracks across my bare ass before I can settle. I cry out and press my hips into the edge of the desk.

“That’s for bursting through my door.” Another crack on the other cheek. “And that’s for touching what belongs to me.”

I hear the click of the lube cap. No fingers first. No warm-up. He presses the tip of the plug against my ass, and the stretch is immediate and so much more than yesterday.

“Push back and take it. Afterward, you are going to thank me for letting you prepare before I fuck you.”

I breathe and push against it. He doesn’t ease it in the way he did the first time. He pushes steady and firm until the widest point stretches me and I’m gripping the desk and gasping into the wood.

“Daddy.” My voice cracks. “Fuck, it’s so much bigger.”

“Save it for when I’m balls deep in this tight ass.” He pushes farther and my ass closes around the base. The fullness is deeper and heavier than yesterday. “You want to act like a brat, this is what you get. If you want to come, you’d better learn to be a good girl.”

He pulls my thong and shorts back up and spanks me one more time over the fabric, driving the plug deeper. I moan and my legs almost give out.

He holds me against his chest for a second. His mouth is against my ear. “Every time you shift, every time you breathe, you’re going to feel yourself getting ready for my dick. That’s your punishment and your reward, little one.”

He lets go and moves to sit behind his desk. He picks up his phone like nothing happened. I turn to walk out.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

I shift on my feet. “I . . . uh . . .”

“I didn’t say you could leave. You didn’t thank me.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” My face burns. Fuck this man. “Is that all?”

“You think that’s all you deserve for breaking my rules?” He scoffs. “Get over here and get on your knees.”

He points to the floor between his legs. I go to him and lower myself down, my legs shaking, the bigger plug a constant, heavy pressure inside me that shifts with every movement.

He pulls his cock out. Half-hard and the barbell catches my attention.

“Open your mouth. You’re going to kneel here and hold my dick in your mouth with that plug in your ass while you think about what I’m going to do with you when I’m done working.”

I take him in my mouth and adjust to the weight of him. The taste of him is familiar now. I settle in because I know I’m going to be here for a while. Some fucked-up part of me doesn’t even hate it. I’d rather be on my knees for Rhett Bradley than anywhere else.

He picks up his phone and starts talking about some property deal while I kneel between his legs, his cock heavy on my tongue, my pussy dripping onto my thighs.