Page 33 of Savage Revenge (Savage Sins #1)
Jordyn
LESSONS LEARNED
Denial is on my lips, but it’s cut off by the whizz of his belt being yanked from his tapered waist. My pussy clenches, pulsing like a heartbeat with nothing but need and desire.
How can I possibly want him after what he did? And now, he thinks he’s going to punish me for running?
His palm pushes me into the mattress, my wrist restrained by his bruising fingers. Leaving marks like I’m his to mark. Am I?
“You don’t run from Daddy.” He pats his belt on my ass, making me jump. But before I right myself, he pulls back and strikes over the fleshy sit spots where my thighs meet my ass.
“Ouch! Fuck! Cash!”
I twist my neck as far as I can. Eyebrows pinched, his jaw tight, and his shoulders tensed. He’s upset. I’m just not so sure whether he’s upset about me running or something else.
“Daddy. My name is Daddy,” he scolds, bringing his belt down again. “Let’s get one thing straight, kitten. You’re mine until I let you go. You’re mine to discipline, mine to take care of, mine to fuck. Mine. You shouldn’t have run, baby.”
He brings his belt down harder this time. I cry out, wiggling my hips and kicking my feet as the white-hot pain sears me. My thin cotton shorts do nothing to protect my skin.
Squeezing my eyes together, I whimper with each lick of the leather, but no matter how hard I fight against his hold, I’m stuck. Unable to get away from his punishment once again. Unable to keep denying my feelings for him. Even if he does some fucked-up stuff.
When his hand slides into the back of my shorts and lace panties, my eyes fly open. He yanks the material over my wide hips, leaving me bare from the waist down with my big ass naked. In the broad daylight coming through the windows.
My insecurities quickly disappear when he doesn’t waste any time getting back to spanking me. The sting radiates through me, spreading through every nerve, tingling with a mix of pain and need.
He pauses for a second, and I whimper with relief, letting out a long exhale.
“You knew I was twisted when you fucked me, kitten. You have known since day one that I’m a monster.
Putting cameras in your bathroom should come as no surprise to you.
” He taps his belt on my burning ass again.
“But tell me… Knowing that I watched you in the shower, sliding your fingers between your legs, touching and fucking your pussy while I stroked my cock… Does it make your pussy ache?”
I automatically shake my head. There’s no way I’m admitting anything to him.
Smack!
The sound echoes through the room. Gripping the fluffy comforter with my free hand, I shriek and kick a foot up, trying to soothe the sharp stinging.
“Not going to answer me, baby? That’s fine. I’ll check for myself.”
What does he mean by that?
He drops the belt on my lower back. A second later, his fingers dip between my thighs and I mewl as soon as he flicks my clit, my body automatically arching for him. Oh, God. How does that feel so good?
“My bratty little kitten is so sensitive.”
Heat spreads through me, and I turn my face so he can’t see me as he circles my clit faster. I cry out, moaning like a cat in heat and push my ass back searching for more friction.
As soon as I do, he pulls his hand away and grabs the belt. I’m not fast enough before he brings the leather down with a hard thwack against my ass and pussy at the same time.
A scream pulls from me, and I lurch onto the bed, panting and whimpering as pain morphs into a pleasure I didn’t know existed.
The next one hits lower, and I scream again, tears fill my eyes. Over and over, he spanks me, eventually tossing his belt to the floor and switching to his hand, which I think hurts even worse.
“I’m sorry!” I finally sob into the bed. “I shouldn’t have run. You shouldn’t have videotaped me, though!”
He peppers my ass, hard and fast then stops. “You might think that, kitten. But I’m not sorry because every second I got to see your perfect fucking face has been the highlight of my life this past week.”
My heart squeezes in my chest, and I cry harder, his words seeping into the broken edges of my soul. How can he turn something so fucked up into something so beautiful?
“Get on your knees, kitten. And if you try to run, I’ll chain you to the bed. Don’t test me.”
As soon as he lets me go, I slide onto my knees, the plush carpeting providing plenty of padding. My ass meets my heels, and I wince, but Cash is already in front of me, his huge cock springing free from his slacks.
I reach for it, needing to feel it, touch him, be close to him. Anything.
“No,” he snaps, pushing my hand away. “This is a punishment, baby. Daddy’s going to fuck your mouth, and you’re going to be a good girl and take it. Say, yes, Daddy, if you understand.”
Sniffling, a tear runs down my face as I tilt my head back to look up at him.
He’s so big and broad, towering over me like the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.
Meanwhile, I’m a crying mess on my knees before him, yet he’s staring down at me like I’m the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whimper.
It’s as if, with every lick of his belt, my anger from earlier became less and less. And now all I can think about is how badly I want him. To please him.
“Open your mouth and show me your naughty tongue.”
Parting my lips, I obey his command, and when he presses his thumb inside, I silently moan.
He leans down slightly so his eyes are nearly level with mine, his expression serious and raw. “You don’t run from me, and you don’t lie to me. Are we clear on that, kitten?”
Without thinking, I nod. The next second, Cash grips my hair with both hands and thrusts his cock into my mouth, gagging me immediately. He groans and lets his head fall back as he lets out a string of curse words.
“I knew your smart mouth was going to be heaven. Jesus Christ. How is it possible that you can be so fucking bratty yet so perfect at the same time?”
I stare at him, trying to keep up with him pumping in and out of my mouth, his fingers tangled in my long locks. My hands go to his thighs, using them for stability. Every few times, he goes deeper, blocking my air for just a second before he pulls back.
“That’s it, baby. Suck my cock. You’re so good at it.” His eyes are glazed over, and every so often, he lets out a deep groan. “You fucking drive me insane, you know that? One minute you’re my good girl, and the next you’re my bad girl.”
A moan escapes me as I run my tongue around the crown of his huge dick. I’m glad I can’t respond because the only thing I can think of at the moment is that either way, I’m his girl.
“You’re going to make me come, baby,” he grits out.
Adrenaline rushes through my veins, and I try to relax my throat even more, letting him in deeper. His slower thrusts become harder and faster, so I brace myself.
“You’re going to swallow my come, kitten. Every drop. And if I catch you lying to me again, next time, you’ll have a plug in your ass while I fuck your mouth.”
I whimper and nod as hot spurts of come hit the back of my throat. Cash groans loudly, his fingers pulling my hair a little too hard. I drink down every bit he gives me, moaning as my pussy clenches the entire time.
Slowly and gently, he releases me and pulls his cock from my lips as he takes a step back. A second later, he zips his slacks and straightens his clothes. He looks nothing like the man I was sucking off a moment ago. That man was wild and frenzied. This one is calm and in control of his world.
He reaches down and helps me to my feet, then cups my chin and stares at me, studying me closely.
With the tip of his index finger, he wipes one of my tear streaks and brings it to his lips to suck.
My chest squeezes again, wondering what happens now?
Everything is such a mess. How could we be anything more than sex after all of this?
Is it even possible? Could I love him? Could he want someone like me? No. I don’t think so.
“I have to go. I was in the middle of handling business when I got the call about you running away. Caleb is back to being your shadow, so expect to see him if you leave the room. Don’t you dare touch that pussy while I’m gone, either.”
His words are cold, and suddenly it feels like he’s withdrawn and angry again. He doesn’t give me a chance to ask any questions before he disappears with a final, “Behave, kitten.”
And I’m left standing in the middle of the room, half naked, wondering if I’m in love with Cash Savage and how I’m going to survive after this comes to an end. Because even though I didn’t get the chance to tell him, every second I’ve seen him this past week has been the highlight of my life.