“Where is the bag with your paddle?” Sawyer slowly went to the bedside table and opened the drawer, before removing the bag he had handed her after their day out together.
“Did you open the bag?”
“No.” Sawyer had been too wary of its contents.
“Good.” Kaden opened the bag, first pulling out the flogger she had purchased. He walked to the trashcan by the bed and tossed it in. Sawyer personally thought that was overkill. He could have at least kept it for when she was good.
Next, he pulled out a small tube of something and lay it on the nightstand, then a jar of lotion and two smaller objects that she had no idea what they were. They formed a line across the small table. Lastly, he pulled out the dreaded paddle.
“Why are you being punished, Sawyer?”
“Because twice you gave me the opportunity to—to—to shave, and I didn’t.”
“That has earned you five. What else?”
“I locked my bedroom door.”
“That earned you an additional five. What else?”
Sawyer’s mind went blank.
“I called you an asshole?”
Kaden’s eyes narrowed on her.
“No, but you earned yourself another one.”
Damn. She couldn’t remember anything else, and she wasn’t going to keep throwing misdeeds out, earning points.
“When you came out to the pool this morning, did you greet me?” Not giving her the opportunity to respond, he continued, “When Alana touched me, did you respond? No. As you are mine, I am yours, and no one touches what’s mine. If another man had touched you the way Alana touched me, do you think I would have just stood there?”
“N—n—no.” Sawyer could tell from the look on his face what he would have done. “I’m sorry.”
“That earned you ten.” Sawyer doubted she would be able to stand being paddled with so many strokes.
“Kaden.”
“Take your position, Sawyer.” His voice showed her no sympathy. “When I’m finished, I expect you to be properly apologetic.”
“Yes, Kaden.”
Sawyer moved to the side of the bed, bending over to place her hands on top of the bed, one on top of the other. She widened her stance, which arched her butt, giving him the perfect target.
“You will count each stroke, Sawyer. How many will I be giving you?”
“Twenty-one.”
The first stroke of the paddle almost had her breaking position. The hairbrush was smaller and couldn’t hit as much flesh; the paddle was wider and longer, having no trouble covering a larger area. The sting wasn’t bad, so Sawyer relaxed into the strokes, counting each one off.
Each stroke of the paddle had her becoming increasingly aroused. She couldn’t understand this part of herself, only knowing that each additional stroke ratcheted her arousal up another notch until she was burning for a more intimate touch from him. The more he withheld himself, the more she wanted him. It had become a challenge to her to win his approval so that she could win his touch as her reward.
The last two strokes were the hardest. Her butt was now warmer than when they’d begun. After he finished the last stroke, his hand rubbed over the tender flesh with a soft lotion that soothed the heated warmth and aroused her into almost breaking her position.
“Stay still,” Kaden ordered.
Sawyer heard him go into the bathroom and run water before he came back.
“Face me, Sawyer.” Sawyer straightened from the bed, turning around. His gaze searched her clear eyes. “You took your punishment. Now I expect you to show me your gratitude.”
“Thank you, Kaden,” Sawyer spoke quietly.
“You’re welcome.” The bastard was enjoying himself while her body was demanding he relieve the fire he had risen with each stroke of his paddle.
He waited, expecting more. His dick was hard and pointed upwards. Kaden wasn’t as unaffected as he pretended. Sawyer suddenly knew exactly what to do. She went meekly to her knees in front of him.
Her gaze went seductively upwards. “May I touch you?”
This time his voice was hoarse. “Yes.”
Sawyer reached out, touching his cock with the gentlest of touches as she stroked and explored the most intimate part of his body.
“Harder, Sawyer.” Her hand began stroking him with a firm grip as Kaden’s jaw tightened. She edged closer to him, opening her mouth to take him as deep as she felt comfortable, while her hand stroked and explored his heavy balls, and her tongue investigated every inch of him. She used her hand on his cock to control exactly how much she would take.
His hand burrowed into her hair as he began thrusting into her mouth with his cock. He was gentle with her as she became used to his length. Once he saw that she was having no trouble, he increased his thrusts, sliding more of himself inside.
Kaden’s hand left her hair and went to her breast, his hand finding her already beaded nipple. Pressing the tender nub between his fingers, the slight sting of pain had her hand leaving his cock to take his hand away from her breast. He didn’t let her hand move his, but he did stop pinching her breast and his other hand went to her hair, holding her steady as he slid another inch into her mouth. Her hand automatically went to return to his cock, but the pressure on her nipple increased.
Sawyer finally understood his message. Her hand dropped to her lap, letting Kaden have total control over the depth that he drove his cock into her mouth. She had to trust him, although it was hard to do. He was slightly rough, demanding more of her than she thought she could give him; however, when she relaxed and let him have the control he demanded, he eased the depth of his strokes, alternating so that she had ample opportunity to breathe.
Sawyer felt his cock lengthen just before he came. He didn’t slow, expecting her to take him. Her knees squeezed together as she sought to relieve the burning pressure between her own thighs.
When Kaden finished, he took a step back. “Thank you, Sawyer. I accept your apology.”
Sawyer felt a rush of pride that she had succeeded in pleasing Kaden. It was silly that her body responded to the dominance he exuded, but it did.
“It’s time to go to bed, Sawyer. Do you need to go to the bathroom?”
Sawyer nodded her head, disappointed that he wasn’t going to relieve her own frustrated desire. She hurriedly used the restroom before returning to the bedroom where Kaden was already in bed. Sawyer turned the light out before climbing in beside him. Her eyes watered; she was so on edge from being denied her own organism. Payback was a bitch, she thought. This time without the sarcasm.
His final lesson of the night was one she’d never forget. She had denied him the previous night, and Kaden believed the punishment should suit the crime. She had locked him out of her bedroom the previous night, denying his body an orgasm. He returned the same to her by not letting her have her own orgasm tonight.
His arm circled her waist, pulling her back to him, her ass pressed against his cock, letting her feel what she had been denied. He then held her close throughout the night. She tried to shift her body away from his, and each time, he reached out, trapping her close. Even in sleep, Kaden tried to keep her under his control, gradually Sawyer was able to slip a few inches away, falling into a light doze just as dawn covered the morning sky.
Chapter Fifteen
“We missed you for Thanksgiving, Kaden.” His mother’s voice held no recriminations for his failure to show.
“I missed you all, too, Mom. Tatiana’s family wanted to meet me with us just becoming engaged,” Kaden explained, sitting in the back of the limo with a pretty blonde by his side.
“I know, son. How’s she doing?” Kaden lifted the woman’s hand, placing it on his lap.
“She’s good. She decided to stay for a couple of weeks with her parents until we meet up at the cabin I rented us for Christmas. You guys getting ready? Remind Grace to bring everything the kids need. We’ll be miles away from the nearest store.”
“I’ll remind her. Kaden, there’
s something you need to know…” His mother’s voice lowered. “Grace is expecting again and…”
“Jeez, Mom, hasn’t she ever heard of birth control?” Kaden adjusted his hips as the woman he picked up from a popular nightclub, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his dick out with nimble fingers.
“Mom, I have to go. I have Sin and D-mon waiting for me. The two men sitting across from him bit back their laughter.
“Wait,Kaden—”
He disconnected the call as the woman slid his cock deep into her mouth. He sucked in a breath as her experienced tongue swirled against his cock.
“Anything important going on?” Sin questioned, his eyes not lifting from the woman’s mouth greedily sucking on Kaden’s cock.
“No, same old bullshit. My sister is pregnant again, and Mom is probably worried about her. Remind me to have R.J. send them some extra cash next month.” Kaden leaned his head back against the expensive leather, groaning.
“Come on, Kaden, don’t be so stingy.” Sin reached forward, maneuvering the woman until she was on the floor between the seats. D-mon reached down, sliding the short skirt she was wearing until her ass was exposed.