Office Romance. Part 10

Candace's POV

“S-sorry? What?” I almost laugh at how absurd the idea is, but a part of me knows that he’s not joking and I’m in big trouble.

“A little bit of punishment does wonders at clearing out errant thoughts, sweetheart. Now, don’t make me tell you again.” Cannon’s voice rolls over me like molasses and makes me stuck, unmoving, as well.

I feel my resolve faltering as he approaches me. It’s like an out-of-body experience when my shaking hands move to my waistband, and I undo the button of my dress pants, pushing them down to my knees just as Cannon reaches me.

He puts his hands on my now-bare hips, turning me around wordlessly until I’m bent over my cheap wooden dining table. Being this close to him, feeling his skin against mine and smelling his cologne, is making it hard for me to remain in a sane state of mind, and any rational thoughts flee when I feel him tug my lace panties over my ass and down to my knees with my pants.

Cann