Chapter Six

Cole

I stroll round my desk, slowly and intentionally, letting each step fall closely on the plush carpet. I take my time, as a result of I need her to worry the unknown.

“Bennet,” I nod to the ground and he immediately begins to collect up the mess that Ms. Rhylie has made.

That’s fairly a group of rulers that she’s amassed. I can’t wait to make use of them.

Bennet locations them in a neat pile on my desk. Proper in Ms. Corridor’s line of sight. She trembles barely when she glances down at them.

This must be enjoyable.

“Fingers on the desk, bend over, ankles unfold,” my tone is no-nonsense.

Let’s see if she will obey.

Surprisingly, she does. With out phrases, cussing or snark.

When she bends over, her fitted pencil skirt pulls tight throughout her excessive pert ass and I silently hiss in a breath. I take a second to admire the view, and it’s solely when Bennet provides a tender cough that I’m reminded of what I’m alleged to be doing.

I run my arms over the curve of her ass, right down to the hem of her skirt, earlier than lifting it slowly to disclose her good heart-shaped rear framed by her panties, which I then take away. After which she’s naked earlier than me.

My cock strains and my mouth waters because the scent of her fills the air. I don’t even have to the touch her to see that she’s turned on, however I need to.

“Do you odor that, expensive brother?” I ask Bennet.

“I do,” he replies.

He sounds amused, however I can hear the undercurrent of arousal in his voice, too.

Good. I’m glad I’m not the one one affected so badly by Rhylie Corridor.

“Effectively Ms. Corridor, it might appear that you simply lied while you stated you didn’t need me to punish you,” I scold. “So, I assume which means you’re recreation for what’s going to return subsequent.”

“I…”

“You may be punished. Pink is your protected phrase.”

I decide up the primary ruler on the pile. Twelve inches, just like the others, however fairly flexible. It’s a transparent plastic materials and I do know that it received’t final.

Simply as I’m elevating my arm to ship the primary blow, Bennet interrupts my enjoyable.

“Cole,” he warns.

“What?” I sigh.

“Remind her of the foundations.”

“I did,” I reply. “I advised her the protected phrase.”

“I meant the opposite rule,” my brother insists.

“That?” I ask incredulously. “Do you actually assume that’s related?”

Bennet laughs.

“Oh sure,” he says. “She’s a brat in spite of everything.”

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