Chapter Eighty-Four

"I do not remember; maybe you should remind me," I said, and when he tried to grab me, I ran to the other side of the room.

"Come here, let me remind you what you said" He whispered but I shook my head.

"No, but if you are showing how to do what I said, then I would come closer; if not, nope." I wriggled my buttocks, playfully watching his eyes follow his movement.

He grinned, then whispered, "Maybe I will show you. Will you come to me?"

"No, sir, I do not want to do anything at the office; I only want to be bent over the desk."

He chuckled, then moved two large steps and grabbed me. He took me to the table containing files, pushed the files aside, and pushed me on it. My face on the table, and my ass is in the air.

"I will show you how it feels to be bent over a desk," he said, and I just smiled.

"I would love that, sir," I said, then used my hand and tried to locate his d*ck, but he grabbed my hands and put them above my head.

"Do not move them until I tell you to," he commanded, th