Free Lyon's Crew by Alison Jordan

face meant 'and what does that have to do with me', in case she hadn't heard me, or thought I was fucking around I decided to give her a taste of what she had to look forward to, less she was under the impression that my interest in her was just friendly like, just a boss to his employee.
    "Tell me you heard and understood everything I just said to you."
    "I heard you..."
    "Good, so if you should for some reason go against my wishes and I spank that ass you would know why right?"
    Did she just...
    I'm in an alternate universe and that's why this is happening to me, or I'm dreaming and I'm about to wake up and the hot as shit Colton Lyon will just be my hot boss and not the guy telling me he was giving me one day to prepare for his dick, or the guy who just made me cum on myself for like the one hundredth time by threatening to spank me.
    Yes I'm easy like that, well when it comes to him anyway, he just hits all the right spots, he isn't like anyone else I know or have known.
    The way he talks to me, not like a broken bird, but with just the right amount of spice and sweet, it was my dream come true.
    I'm not sure when most people figured out their sexuality, but I'd known for quite some time that I was different, that when it comes to relationships I'm looking for the masterful type, someone who would just take me over.
    Just thinking about being taken over by this particular man was enough to make me expire, everything about him was perfect, his talk, his walk, his glare, I'm shot.
    He'd almost caught me reading my book on Dom, sub, interplay, it was as close to the real thing as I'd ever gotten but it sure did the job until the real thing came along.
    Now he's staring because I didn't exactly manage to hide that little tremble and groan when he mentioned spanking.
    "Come here Angel."
    Shoot, I'm gonna squish my way over there that's for sure. I got up from behind my desk and and went to where he was standing between his office and mine.
    He took my hand and led me to his office, my heart picked up its pace and my breath started hitching.
    I wasn't quite sure what was coming, but the look in his eyes promised it was going to be good.
    "Do you like to be spanked Angel?"
    Shit, just like that, right to the point?
    I bit my lip as my face heated, I can't answer that, I've never talked about this with anyone before, how can I just blurt out my deepest darkest secrets to him?
    What if he was turned off by me, just because he was a tattooed biker didn't mean he would be down with my...kink. I'd been ashamed of my needs for so long, only finding solace in fiction, I didn't know anyone who was into the things that made me burn...
    "Answer me sweetheart."
    I looked down at my feet as I nodded once.
    His finger under my chin pulled my head back up, he studied me for a minute without uttering a word, I must've died a thousand deaths waiting for his judgment.
    "That's nothing to be ashamed of baby, if it's what you like then it's what you like, fuck what anyone else thinks."
    His finger became his hand as he held my chin almost forcefully.
    "Anyone ever spank you before?"
    Uh, if they had I would lie to you after that tone in your voice sir, uh huh, talk about clear and present danger.
    "No."
    He relaxed his hold only slightly.
    "I need to touch you, you're not afraid of me or what I can do to you, you know you'll never suffer at my hands, tell me you know that."
    "I know..."
    "Good girl."
    Oh sweet mercy, his hands were unbuttoning my shirt as he asked me this, my nipples are already hard and what the fuck is air, and who needs it?
    His mouth covers mine as he opens the last button, his tongue is sweet and fat and rough and soft and he's licking the insides of my mouth, stealing the little breath I had left.
    He pushed my half bra under my tits and took one of my nipples between his fingers and pulled and something inside me shifted.
    "Give me your tongue."
    "Uh huh." Yes sir here it is.
    I obey as he pushed my skirt up my legs, thank