She had been warned twice not to be in front of the house and she had ignored it both times. Her defiance of Kaden’s orders, when they had been made to protect her, caused a sick feeling in her stomach. He had been thrown into this situation because of her, and she had done nothing except give him trouble since the beginning.
Without his help, Sawyer knew her life would be one of hell, not living in luxury with a rock star trying to make her happy. He had tried to appease her about staying with the band and giving her a large sum of money, furnished her with expensive clothes, and even given her control of the kitchen, trying to relieve her boredom.
Sawyer’s head swung toward the doorway when the door opened, and Kaden came in with a hard expression. Sawyer swallowed hard.
“Take your clothes off, Sawyer.”
Sawyer started to refuse, but saw from his expression that he would take them off himself. She toed off her shoes then took off her jeans and t-shirt, standing before him in only her panties and bra.
“Everything.”
Sawyer bit down on her trembling lip and reached back, unsnapping her bra and letting it fall to the building pile of clothing at her feet. She slid her panties down her hips, removing them also.
“Fold your clothes and place them on the chair.”
Sawyer almost baulked at his commands, but bent over and picked up her clothes and shoes. Folding them, she placed them neatly on the chair before turning back to Kaden.
She forced herself to stand still as his eyes swept her body. His eyes narrowed on the nest of curls between her thighs. “Did you shower when you came upstairs?”
Sawyer had remembered what he had wanted her to do, but she had ignored it when she showered. “Yes.”
“So, if you had taken the time to spend doing what I wanted you to do, you wouldn’t have been outside wandering around, almost getting kidnapped?”
“I didn’t need to shave myself there because I’m not going to fuck you again,” she explained.
“Yes, Sawyer, you are. You can bury your head in the sand and ignore what’s going on here all you want. Tell yourself that each and every time I fuck you, Sawyer, if it makes you happy. But in the end, you’ll still be fucked.”
“I’ll take your punishment this time because I deserve it, Kaden, but this,” her hand went back and forth between them, “isn’t going to happen again.”
Kaden’s eyes swept the room, landing on her dresser.
“Hand me your brush.”
Sawyer tensed, knowing she had ignited his temper again, wishing she would learn to keep her big mouth closed. She was making a bad habit of challenging him when she was naked. Being stubborn wasn’t going to win her any battles.
Defiantly going to the dresser, determined to see this through, she picked up the brush and handed it to him with sparks shooting from her eyes.
“Lean over the bed.”
Sawyer began to regret her decision to give in gracefully; however, she obediently went to the side of the bed.
“Lean over. Place your hands one on top of the other.”
Sawyer followed his instructions as heat began warming her pussy at being exposed to his gaze. Sawyer wanted to climb into the bed and cover herself, yet did as he asked.
“Spread your legs.”
He was freaking turning her on, yet Sawyer became scared bone-deep in her body that she was enjoying this.
The first smack from the back of the brush against her ass had her tensing and standing straight up, disenchanting her about enjoying being punished.
“You just earned yourself two more for breaking position, Sawyer.”
Sawyer resumed the position he required, cursing him mentally.
The second and third strokes of the brush had a heated warmth spreading across her butt. Four more strokes had tears welling in her eyes and her body clenching in need. Sawyer moved to adjust her position slightly.
“Stay still. I already can see you’re wet, Sawyer. Don’t think you can hide it from me.”
Sawyer’s legs went back to their original position, and she received two more strokes from the brush.
“What have you got to say to me, Sawyer?”
“I’m sorry,” she mumbled.
“What did you say?” The brush landed against her ass harder than all the other times combined. It was then that she realized he had been taking it easy on her.
“I’m sorry.” This time her voice was firmer and louder.
“Good girl.”
Instead of the brush against her ass once more, she felt his finger part her pussy, sliding along her crease, stroking and spreading the wetness he found before his finger penetrated her opening and slid in deep.
The brush landed against her ass once again, jerking her backwards, driving his finger further inside her wet warmth. Sawyer wanted to scream; but instead, she maintained her position, afraid he would stop.
He gave her another finger as a reward and began pumping inside her harder as the brush lightly tapped her skin. Sawyer thought her knees would give out before she could come. She whimpered when Kaden removed his fingers; she needed him to finish what he had started.
“Do you want my dick, Sawyer?”
Sawyer felt herself on the precipice of wanting to tell him no; however, she said what her body was demanding.
“Yes,” Sawyer admitted to herself and him.
“Then ask me nicely.”
Sawyer knew what he wanted to hear. “Please, Kaden. I want your dick.”
She heard the metallic noise of him unzipping his jeans then the slick feel of his cock as he placed it against her opening. He thrust hard into her, almost making her lose her balance, but she held still, letting him take her the way he demanded. His hand buried in her tumbled curls, bringing her head up as he leaned over her back.
“What am I doing, Sawyer?”
“You’re fucking me,” Sawyer gasped.
“That’s right, and you’re going to let me anytime I want, aren’t you, Sawyer?”
“Yes.” She barely managed to stifle her scream of pleasure as he thrust so high inside her that she was almost unable to cope with the pleasure taking over her body. She thrust back against him.
“Stand still. This time you’re going to take what I give you.”
He rose back up, grabbing her hips to steady her and then pounded inside of her. The sound filled the room as she took everything he gave her, wanting more.
A broken whimper passed her lips just before the brush landed with another smack against her ass. Pleasure exploded in her as Sawyer climaxed. Her clenching pussy tried to hold him within her as Kaden kept thrusting. She trembled under his controlling body. His hand slid from her hip to the front of her pussy where he found her clit, stroking her, drawing out the climax until she was shuddering uncontrollably.
“The next time I tell you to shave yourself, you’ll fucking do it. Do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
The brush landed against her harder and firmer.
“Yes, sir,” Sawyer wailed.
“That’s my girl.”
Kaden brushed her clit again, and this time her hands and knees gave out and she landed on the bed as Kaden’s cock jerked out his release deep within her.
He gently picked her up, lying her back down on the bed with her head on the pillow. He left her for a few minutes before returning. He spread her legs, cleaning her while he ignored her swatting hand.
“Stop it, Sawyer, or I’ll get the brush and teach you the hard way to stay still.”
Sawyer’s hand immediately returned to her side. When he finished, he went back into the bathroom and Sawyer used the opportunity to cover herself with the sheet.
Kaden noticed when he returned to the room. He stood by the bed, removing his clothes and placing them on the chair beside hers, before sliding into the bed.
Sawyer started to say something then closed her mouth at his sharp look. Her ass was still burning and she wasn’t anxious for another swat.
When he lay on his side, pulling her toward him, Sawyer tensed, not feeling comfortable close to his warmth. She preferred having her space, but she let him hold her, his arm wrapping around her waist with his hand on her breast.