Page 27 of Savage Revenge (Savage Sins #1)
Cash
BOUNDARIES SIMPLY DON’T EXIST FOR ME
I’m fucked.
Totally and completely.
Because Jordyn isn’t out of my system.
Just the opposite, in fact.
Instead of wanting to go to bed alone, like I would with any other woman, I want to drag her to my room and fall asleep with my face buried in her smooth little pussy. Then after a few hours of rest, I want to wake her up with an orgasm before I fuck her mouth and come all over her pretty face.
As soon as I have my pants buttoned, I leave my belt as is and reach for her. Money sticks to her sweat-coated skin as she sits up and scoots to the edge of the table, her eyes averted from mine. I don’t like that. Not one damn bit.
“I need your shirt,” she says quietly, looking around for it.
The possessive side of me roars to life as I pick it up from the floor. I love that she likes wearing it, and more than that, both me and my dick love seeing her in it.
“Ask Daddy nicely.”
Scowling, she finally looks up at me. When I stare back at her with a stern expression, her glare weakens, and she licks her puffy lips. I see the second she decides to be my good girl, and my limp cock surges to life again.
“Can I please have the shirt, Daddy?”
She’s perfect. A total pain in the ass, but when she’s soft and pliable like this… So damn sweet.
“Arms up, baby.”
Pink tinges her cheeks, but she does as she’s told, and I slip the T-shirt over her head. When I pick up her panties, she reaches out, but I shake my head and pocket them.
“Those are mine,” she snaps, though there’s no heat behind it.
Taking her hand, I tug her off the table and lead her out of the game room. “They’re mine now, kitten. You don’t need them to sleep.”
To my total shock, she doesn’t argue or say anything. Not until we get upstairs and I pull her past her bedroom.
“Cash.”
“You’re sleeping with me tonight, kitten.”
“Why do I have to sleep with you? Why don’t you sleep with me?”
I narrow my eyes at her. “Because I said so.”
The little brat smirks at me, but when I nudge her forward with a gentle swat to her ass, she starts moving.
As I walk behind her, her thick, lush body sways under my shirt, and my chest tightens.
I use my fist to rub it away. How can it be possible that something as small as following the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met to bed feels so intimate and… fulfilling?
It’s never mattered how good a day I’ve had working for our business, I’ve never, ever felt truly fulfilled at the end of the day. Never felt like I was the king of my world. Yet, as I trail behind Jordyn Kingston, for the first time in a long time, I’m satisfied.
I could easily get used to this for the rest of my life.
The lights are low when we enter my room. She hasn’t been in here yet, and it’s fascinating to watch as she takes it all in, looking around the space in soft silence.
When she turns back to me, there’s a flicker of hesitance sparkling in her eyes. I go over to her and cup the back of her neck, squeezing slightly. “Go use the bathroom and then join me in bed.”
She nods and goes into my ensuite bathroom while I slip out to use one of the guest powder rooms. When I return, she’s still in the bathroom, so I wait, sitting on the edge of the bed.
A minute passes.
Then another one.
Something stirs inside me.
Worry? Whatever it is, I’m not used to the emotion.
Without thinking, I cross the room and open the door to the bathroom.
Jordyn yelps, her eyes flying up to my face. “Cash! Get out!”
The corners of my lips twitch. As if I haven’t seen her on the toilet before. If she only knew what her Daddy has watched her do.
“You were taking a long time. I was worried. Are you okay?”
Exasperation and irritation.
Those are the only things I can come up with as I smirk at my scowling kitten.
“You can’t just burst in on people in the bathroom!” she squeals, her hands waving in the air.
“Pretty sure we’ve already covered that this is my house, and I can do whatever I want, kitten.”
She blinks slowly, licking her lips and my cock aches. Maybe I should go over there and fuck her face while she pees. That would get her to be quiet.
“Are you okay?” I ask again.
“I’m fine, Cash. I just need to go to my bathroom.”
Cocking my head, I furrow my eyebrows. “What do you need? I’ll get it.”
Then it hits me. “Ah, fuck, did you start your period? I’ll grab some tampons.”
Her cheeks turn pink. “Oh my God, how many do you think I need? I only need one. The pink box with the butterfly on it.”
I’m already halfway out of my bedroom by the time she finishes her sentence.
It only takes me a second to find the right box, ripping it open and sending tampons everywhere.
I grab a handful.
Fuck.
I’ll clean the rest up later.
By the time I return, her cheeks are bright red, and without looking at me, she holds her hand out.
“Let me put it in for you, baby.”
Her head snaps up, mouth dropped open. “You’re not putting it in! Give it to me and get out.”
Smirking, I slowly shake my head. “Let Daddy take care of you. Stand up and spread your legs.”
Fire roars to life in those green pools as she balls her hands around the hem of my T-shirt. The one she’s using to cover her pussy like I wasn’t just balls deep inside it.
“Cash, hand over the tampon right now, or so help me God, I’ll bleed all over your fucking house on the way back to my room.”
Laughter rolls out of me. “Kitten, if you think a little blood is going to scare me, you have no idea who the fuck I am. Now, spread your lush thighs, and let me put this in your pretty pussy.”
“You’re an asshole.”
I stride closer, narrowing my gaze. “You know, you’re the first woman to speak to me like that.”
She huffs and snatches the tampon from my hand. “Yeah, well, I’m the first woman who hasn’t wanted you for your money. I prefer a man with a good personality, which you don’t have. Now, get out!”
Even though I’m having fun with her, I don’t want to ruin the good night we’ve had, so I press a kiss to her head and leave her alone, even though every possessive cell in my body wants to be in there with her. Apparently, I’m twisted as fuck and obsessed with Jordyn Kingston.
After what feels like too long, my pissed-off kitten emerges from the bathroom.
“You’re an asshole.”
I guess she’s still mad about the tampon thing. She has no idea the kind of man I am. How little privacy I would give her if she were mine. How little privacy she already has.
Instead of heading toward the bed, she starts toward the door, but she doesn’t get far before I become a wall of possessiveness to stop her.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Even in the dim light, her eyes sparkle at me, fight and fire dancing in them. “I’m going to bed, Cash. Get out of my way.”
“Not happening, kitten. Turn your ass around, now, and get into bed.”
We stare at each other in a standoff, and when she doesn’t back down, I resort to being an asshole.
“One.”
Her chin drops, and she gasps. “Cash!”
“My name is Daddy. And I suggest you get your ass in my bed before I take my belt to it. Two.”
“I’m on my period. It’s pointless for me to sleep in your bed.” She’s pleading with me now.
“I don’t give a fuck if you’re on your period, sick, mad, or whatever, you’re going to sleep where I tell you to. And tonight, you’re sleeping in my bed. Last warning,” I growl.
My sweet little kitten looks like she’s about to stomp her foot, it’s the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Normally so strong and fierce, but with me, she feels safe enough to be a brat. I fucking love it.
Right as I’m about to start taking off my belt, she spins around and storms over to the bed, huffing dramatically as she does.
My dick goes rock hard as she climbs in and gets under the covers.
I win.
I haven’t slept a wink.
Turns out, having Jordyn’s soft, curvy body wrapped in my arms is distracting as hell for my dick.
It took a while, but once I got into bed and pulled her against me, then started rubbing slow circles over her hip, she was out like a light and has been sleeping soundly ever since.
I tried to distract myself by checking emails on my phone. Then I read news alerts. I even texted Beckett to ask him for a favor. One he was all too happy to do. All it took was for me to mention Jordyn’s name for him to tell me he’d be at my house first thing in the morning.
And the entire time, my dick has been hard.
I don’t just want to fuck Jordyn. I want to own her. Every hole. Every orgasm. Everything .
Unable to stand it for another second, I run my hand up her side, sliding under the shirt, and cup her breast. As soon as my fingers run over her nipple, she startles slightly, and I know she’s awake.
“I need to fuck you,” I murmur.
I roll her pebbled nipple between my fingers, my dick twitching when she lets out a quiet gasp.
She shifts slightly so she’s more on her back, looking up at me. “I’m on my period. I’ll suck you off, though.”
Jesus. The vision of her lips wrapped around my dick is almost too much. And while, fuck yes, I want that, I want the first time she does it to be with the lights on when I can look down into those green pools as the tears run down her cheeks while I gag her.
After rising onto my forearm, I hover over her, glad I didn’t give her any panties to wear to bed. Maybe I’ll make that a rule.
“Your period will never stop me from fucking you, kitten. Besides, I’ve read that it can help with cramps.”
Her fingers run up my chest, curling slightly until her nails start to dig in, sending sparks of heat through me.
“Should we go to the shower?” she asks sleepily.
“No, baby, I’m fucking you right here, right now. Now, spread your legs for Daddy.”
“Uh, I need to go to the bathroom to take out my tampon and grab a towel.”
Impatience grips me, and I use my knee to wedge her legs open. Holding myself up with one arm, I reach between us, and when I start feeling for the string, she tries to slam her legs closed.
“Cash, what are you doing? Do you not have any boundaries?”
“No, kitten, I don’t. Now, spread your fucking legs,” I snap.
I’m not sure if it’s my words or me giving the inside of her thigh a gentle slap, but she spreads wider.
Without hesitation, I find the string and wrap it around my index finger, the entire time keeping my gaze locked on hers.
The early morning light spilling in gives me what I need to watch every expression pass over her heart-shaped face.
Ever so slowly, I tug on the tampon, my cock throbbing against her leg as I do.
This moment feels erotic as hell while also being one of the most intimate moments of my life.
I love it. Love taking care of this little kitten.
And damn, the way she looks surprised every time I do only makes me want to keep doing it.
“That’s my girl,” I praise as it pulls free.
With a flick of my wrist, I throw it on the floor, and in one hard thrust, I’m inside her.
The world shifts, and my chest tightens as she takes in a sharp inhale, her eyes going glassy.
After sliding my hands up her, I yank the T-shirt up, and she wiggles a bit to help me get it off her.
Then I wrap my entire body around her like a protective shield, my forearms on either side of her head while I use my hands to protect the top of her head because I’m about to lose all control and fuck her mercilessly.
“Oh my God,” she whimpers. “Holy fuck.”
She wraps her arms around me, digging her nails into my back, leaving scratches that only spur me on harder. My little kitten wants to mark me, so I’m going to give her a damn good reason to.
“Don’t talk to God, kitten. Talk to me. Talk to Daddy.”
“You’re so big.”
“Yeah, and you’re perfect, kitten.”
I’m not sure if my sheets will be salvageable after this, but I couldn’t care less. I’ll buy a new set of sheets every day so I can fuck her sweet pussy.
It’s not a slow fuck. Our kisses are hard and rough while I thrust into her, my balls slapping against her ass. Her big tits bounce against my chest, so perfectly.
“Daddy!” she cries out, and I nearly explode.
Women have called me Daddy before, and it’s always been a turn-on, but when Jordyn does it—willingly—I can barely control myself. She’s giving me a gift, and each one is special and meaningful. This is more than just sex.
Her moans grow louder and louder until she’s screaming out my name while her pussy spasms as she comes for me.
It only takes another couple of hard thrusts before my own climax barrels through me so hard I can scarcely breathe. Her pulsing pussy milks me, and I grunt several times through my clenched jaw.
When my heart finally slows, I gently unwrap myself from Jordyn and pull my cock from her. She refuses to look at me and slams her legs closed as soon as she’s able. Lips twitching, I get out of bed.
“Don’t move, baby. I’ll get a washcloth.”
I’m over the sink, waiting for the water to warm, when she comes in, already covered up with my shirt again.
I glare at her. “I told you not to move.”
She rolls her eyes. “Yeah, well, I figured it would be easier to clean up in here.”
Annoyed that she didn’t obey me, I reach for her and tug her close, wanting to grin at the way she shuffles with her thighs squeezed together. She really doesn’t understand that blood isn’t an inconvenience for me.
“Bend over and put your hands on the counter.”
Her eyes go wide, and her hair whips around as she shakes her head. “What? Cash, no.”
But before she can start fighting me, I push her chest forward, so she’s resting her upper body on the vanity.
“Cash!” she screams.
I smack her ass then grab the wet washcloth and clean between her legs.
“I’m getting tired of you calling me Cash,” I tell her as I fold the towel and keep wiping.
“That’s your name and… Oh my God, this is so embarrassing.”
A chuckle finally rumbles out of me. “To you, my name is Daddy. And there’s nothing between us that’s embarrassing, baby. I like taking care of you. You just don’t fucking listen to me.”
She’s finally stopped trying to get free, but she still won’t look back at me. Stubborn as hell.
“Why is it that when I’m fucking you, you’re such a good girl, but when my cock or fingers aren’t inside your tight pussy, you’re a total brat?”
When I smack her ass again, she grins. Even though I don’t do it outwardly, I’m smirking on the inside because, for some fucked-up reason, I love sparring with Jordyn Kingston.