His Desire, Her Surrender by Malia Mallory

turkey. Which do you want?"
    "Turkey is fine."
    When Tabitha turned back toward Marcus, he gave her a speculative look. "What?"
    He smiled. "I was thinking about how I might work up an appetite."
    Tabitha's body responded to his hint. "Oh. Is that so?"
    "It is." He gestured toward the door. "Lock it."
    Tabitha's skin tingled. She marveled at how he ignited her arousal in an instant.
    Tabitha went over and twisted the lock. As she turned, she realized the glass walls of the office didn't give much privacy. Were the other buildings offices? Residences? Likely both. Her brow creased.
    Marcus shook his head. "Not to worry." He pushed a switch on the wall and the windows darkened. "Better?"
    "Wow, that's convenient."
    "It's a coating R & D's been working on. Once we get the production costs down, it has promise." Marcus moved closer. "Now you can strip for me in total comfort."
    Tabitha grinned. "Yes, Sir." She grabbed her knit top by the hem and pulled it over her head. She unfastened the waistband of her casual twill skirt, allowed it to fall to the ground, and then she stepped out of it. She took both items and placed them on a chair.
    "Leave the bra and panties for the moment. I quite like them."
    Tabitha wore a matching underwear set, light blue with pink flowers.
    Marcus gestured with his hand. "Turn around."
    Tabitha complied.
    "I love your ass. It's truly perfect. And seeing it now, displayed in such a lovely way, makes me want to spank it."
    Tabitha wiggled her rear in his direction.
    Marcus laughed. "Ah, I see that idea appeals to you."
    Tabitha leaned forward and looked back at Marcus through her legs.
    "Does it appeal to you?"
    Tabitha straightened and turned. "Yes, Sir."
    "I thought it might. What would please you?"
    Tabitha licked her lips. "Please, Sir, won't you spank my ass?"
    "It would be my pleasure." Marcus moved close and cupped one ass cheek in his hand.
    Tabitha bit back a moan as heat rose within her.
    "You should move to the end of the couch for support." Marcus guided her there, placing her hands on the arm. He caressed her ass through the fabric of her panties.
    Tabitha pressed back against his hand. Moisture gathered inside her.
    Marcus paused. "Tell me again what you want."
    Tabitha took a deep breath. "Please, Sir, won't you spank my ass?"
    "Yes." Marcus used his hand to smack one cheek and then the other.
    Tabitha jumped but didn't move away. The welcome sting radiated through her skin.
    Marcus spanked her again. "Does that feel warm?"
    Tabitha twisted to see his face. His intent, aroused expression thrilled her. "Yes, Sir. Quite warm."
    Marcus fondled ass, tracing his finger along the edge of her panties. "Good. It's important to warm you up before I take you."
    Tabitha arched her back as he struck her again.
    "That's what I'm going to do, you realize." He alternated side to side. Lighter blows and stronger slaps. "I'm going to have you. Right here. Right after I warm your ass."
    Tabitha twitched. "Yes, Sir. Please." She wet her lips with her tongue and closed her eyes, opening herself to him and allowing the thrilling sensation saturate her entire being.
    Marcus stopped. "Are you properly warmed up?"
    Tabitha struggled for a proper answer. "That is for you to say, Sir." She longed to feel him inside.
    "Yes, it is. Pull down your panties."
    Tabitha grabbed the elastic waistband of her panties and pulled them down over her hips. They dropped to the ground.
    Marcus touched her thigh. "Spread your legs."
    Tabitha stepped out of her underwear and widened her stance. She wanted Marcus to take her. She needed to feel him. Only he could satisfy the ache he'd created.
    "Your ass looks nice and pink, but I'm not sure you are truly ready."
    Tabitha remained silent.
    Marcus spanked her ass twice more before rubbing her heated skin. He slid his hand down between her legs, probing her entrance with his finger.
    Tabitha clenched, gasping. Yes, please , she thought. I can't wait. It's agonizing .
    "Close, but not