"When will you stop being so stubborn?" Patrick shouted angrily. He raised her hands with one hand and rolled her sweater up dominantly until her bra was exposed.
"Patrick! Stop!" With redness on her face, she wanted to stop him.
He fondled two of her most sensitive parts until she was softened, strengthless, and defenseless. Then he said with a smile, "What? What is it about your body that I can't see? Here, or here!"
Amelia drew her feet together to resist his evil invasion. Finally, she gave in and said, "You... Didn't you say you want to see my hand? I'll show it to you."
"Smart choice..." Along with a chuckle, Patrick breathed out warm air over her breasts, sending electricity down her body.
With that, he slowly let go of her hands, and calmly took two steps back to exam her.
Amelia learned her lesson this time. After straightening up her sweater, she rolled up her right sleeves and revealed her slender, fair arm.
She put it in front of Patrick and said, "Look."
Patrick contemplated her arm for a while. When he found that there was no injury on her arm, instead of being happy, he was worried. "Could it be an internal injury?
Amelia explained, "The doctor said that I'd sprained my hamstring accidentally. As long as I don't do heavy work, it's okay."
Patrick was so angry that he wanted to spank her. "You just couldn't say no when I sent you to the warehouse to work, could you?"
She wrinkled her delicate nose. "Weren't you just trying to give me a hard time? You think it would work if I have said it?"
The next second, she let out a cry. Patrick pushed her on his thigh and began to spank her in the bottom with his hands!
A series of clapping noise sounded in the room.
With the sounds bursting in her ears, Amelia was stunned. Patrick scolded while spanking her, "To you, I am such an unreasonable man! What do you take me for? An exploitative boss or an inconstant hypocrite?"
Every time he popped a word, he slapped her ass. She was abashed with shame.
"Stop... It's so humiliating!" She moaned, on edge. In the end, she simply turned over and grabbed his arm to stop him from torturing her.
Despite himself, Patrick broke loose from her and raised his hand as if he would drop it at any moment. "Tell me, will you hide any things from me again?"
Listening to the harsh voice above her and feeling her burning bottom, Amelia said with tears in her eyes, "No, I won't!"
It was shameful. She was not Andrew or Ashley.
How could Patrick treat her like this?
Only then did Patrick put down his hand. To tell the truth, her butt was not only tight but also bouncy, of which he somewhat couldn't get enough. He just wanted to teach her a lesson at the beginning, but later, there was flirtation.
If Amelia knew what he was thinking about now, she would probably jump up to fight him!
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