He poured more of the hot liquid onto my stomach. This time, I stayed still. It wasn't burning me; it was warm, almost pleasant.
"Each time you move, I'm going to have to stop whatever I'm doing to lap up the coffee before it spills on my desk."
Coffee? This was going to make such a mess. I didn't want to picture Nita's face when James asked her to clean this up. "What are you going to be doing to me?"
"Teasing you until you follow the rules."
"James, don't you have a lot of work to catch up on? And someone might stop by to talk to..."
He pressed a finger down hard on my c**t.
God. My back immediately arched.
His finger moved away as quickly as it had come and I felt his tongue slide down my stomach. "You're so bad at this."
"James."
"Penny." He poured more coffee on my stomach. I
