Page 43 of Savage Revenge (Savage Sins #1)

Jordyn

TAKE ME HOME

The air in the room tenses, his eyes darkening as he stalks toward me. I swallow, wanting to take a step back. Not because I’m afraid. Well, maybe I’m a little afraid. But not because I think he’ll hurt me. Not in any type of way that I don’t want to be.

“What the fuck did you say?” he asks slowly. “Are you suggesting you’re not good enough for me? Are you trying to piss me off, kitten?”

“I’m speaking the truth, Cash. I’ve heard it all my life.

I even heard it earlier today. A man like you doesn’t want a woman my size on his arm.

I’m a pretty face, but my body isn’t exactly wife material in the Las Vegas social circle.

And I’m sure as fuck not going to be anyone’s dirty little secret.

So, take me home because I’m done playing your games. ”

He blinks a few times, his eyes pinned on me, his jaw clenched.

Then he grabs me by the waist, his fingers digging into my soft flesh as he shuffles us toward his desk.

When my butt hits the edge, he leans to the side and pushes several items off, a paper weight and a stapler land on the ground with a loud thud.

As I twist to look at what he’s doing, he uses it to his advantage and spins me around, then presses his hand to my back, shoving my chest down to the hard surface.

Then I hear the unmistakable sound of him undoing his belt, and I suck in a breath. My thighs quiver, and my pussy suddenly has a pulse.

“You’re going to learn a very hard lesson right now, kitten,” he grits out as the leather whooshes through the room. “Because you saying shit like that makes me fucking furious. You are not just some woman. You are my woman. You have been since the second I laid eyes on you.”

I hear him folding his belt in half before he smacks the back of my thighs with it hard enough to make me yelp. Then he yanks up the back of my cotton dress and tugs my panties down my thighs before he starts to spank my ass. I whimper and try to rise, but he pushes me down harder.

“If you think I want any other woman on my arm in public or in private, you haven’t been paying attention, kitten.

You’re a fucking goddess. My goddess. Do you think my brother calls you bombshell just because?

Men drool over you. I see it, and it pisses me off.

I’m going to spend the rest of my life killing every man who dares to touch or speak to you without my permission. ”

I let out a sob as the first tear falls. Cash is the only man who has ever made me feel beautiful. Sexy. Wanted. He looks at me and it feels like I’m the only thing he sees.

His belt lands over and over as he spanks me hard and fast while I kick my feet, trying to unsuccessfully dodge the searing pain.

“Ow! I’m sorry,” I choke out, my fists balled up tightly.

He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t slow his pace. Just keeps going, sure and steady while he continues to scold me like a naughty little girl.

“If anyone isn’t good enough in this relationship, it’s me, kitten. So if I hear you put yourself down like that again or make any indication that you’re not good enough for me, it won’t be my belt on your ass. It will be a cane, and you won’t sit for a week. Do. You. Understand?”

I nod, my hair bouncing as I do. “Yes,” I sob.

The belt hits the floor, and I let out a relieved breath until he moves around the desk with his hand still pressed to my back and opens a drawer with the other. Whatever he grabs, it fits in his palm, so I can’t see it as he moves back, his hips touching my ass while I continue to cry.

“You’re mine, kitten. I warned you to call me Daddy. Since you seem to keep forgetting, I’m going to make sure you know who the fuck I am when we leave this room.”

Panic surges through me when I hear the pop of a cap and something cool drips down my butt crack.

“No,” I whimper.

He chuckles, and the next second, he’s rubbing the liquid all over because he pushes a finger deep into my ass. It immediately burns, and I cry out, grasping for anything I can for leverage.

“I’ve fucked your perfect pussy and that bratty fucking mouth. Now I’m going to fuck this naughty asshole. And you’re going to be Daddy’s good girl and take it, aren’t you?”

Oh, God. It feels so wrong. So, so wrong. And dirty. And embarrassing. And somehow, all of that has me panting, wanting to be his good girl and let him fuck my ass.

“You’re mine, baby. I’m so in love with you, and one day, one day you’re going to love me, too. You don’t get to run from me, though. I’m not letting you go this time, kitten.”

He loves me.

My heart flutters, and I let out a sob as that realization sinks in. He’s in love with me. But…

I twist back to look at him as he rubs lube all over his cock. Does he not know that I’m in love with him?

“I already love you, Daddy.”

His hand stops mid-stroke, and he meets my gaze, his eyes burning into mine.

“You left,” he finally replies, his voice rough. “You left me.”

Lowering my lashes, I sniffle. “Because you let me go. I assumed I was a toy for you.”

“You are, kitten. My sexy little fuck toy that I get to use and fuck whenever I want.” He strokes his cock again and spanks my ass with his free hand.

“You’re also my fucking queen. Only mine.

Do you understand? There will be no one else.

Not for me. Not for you. No flirting with my men. No playing fucking games.”

Nodding, I give him a soft smile and rest my head on my arms, the cold surface cooling my burning body.

“Ready for Daddy to fuck that tight asshole? Are you going to be a good girl and take it all for me?”

I whine and press my ass toward him, wanting him. Needing him. Needing him to own me. Every part of me. My heart, body, and soul.

“Breathe for me,” he instructs, pressing the head of his cock to my ass. At the same time, he reaches down and flicks my clit, sending a current of electricity buzzing through my body.

When he pushes in a little bit, I cry out, my entire body tensing as he stretches me to the max. I’m pretty sure he’s splitting me in two. I whimper, trying not to sob as I suck in air and remind myself not to tense up.

Cash curls his body around me, leaning over so his mouth is near my ear.

“That’s my girl. Look at you, so strong. So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, and I find myself relaxing word by word as he inches in more.

Gritting my teeth, I remind myself to take some deep breaths. I’ve never trusted any man to do this, and I know it was for good reason. I never trusted any of them. But I trust Cash with my entire life.

“Jesus, baby, you’re doing so good. My cock is stretching you so wide.”

Ever so slowly, I rock my hips, helping him as he sinks into me at a snail’s pace. Unable to take it any longer, I push back until my ass meets his hips. Cash sucks in sharply as I cry out, my knuckles white from gripping the desk.

“Fuck, kitten. Are you okay?”

He sounds both concerned and tortured. When I look back at him again, it’s him gritting his teeth, like he’s struggling for control.

I grin and moan, nodding slowly. I love when he’s like this.

He holds onto his control so well around everyone else, but when it’s just us, I get to see him battle with it. It’s my own rush of adrenaline.

“Fuck me,” I whisper. “Please, Daddy.”

His grip on my hips tightens, and he stares down at me, his expression strained and serious.

“You’re mine, Jordyn. There’s no backing out.

No running. No leaving. No letting you go.

You know the type of man I am. I’m not good.

Our world is different. Not many people would understand it.

But you do. You know what you’re getting yourself into.

I’m not easy. We fight. I’m an asshole, and you’re a brat, but no matter what, there’s no end.

There won’t ever be a break-up. I want a life with you, kitten.

Maybe one day a family. Or not. It doesn’t matter to me.

The only thing that matters is that I have you.

That I get to be the one to love you for the rest of my life. ”

Tears stream down my cheeks. “I want that, too. With you.”

His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, staring down at me, studying me. Then he pulls his hips back and thrusts in again, both of us crying out as he does.

Long and steady, he fucks my ass, playing with my clit the entire time. I moan and throw my head toward the ceiling as I cry out. Wrapping his hand around my neck, he holds me still and starts pounding into me faster, the pressure growing.

My breasts are heavy and aching as my nipples press against the surface. The slight burn is still there, but with each stroke, the pleasure overpowers it.

When he pinches my clit between his fingers and moves them in circles, my entire body starts to tremble. My skin slick with sweat, our bodies moving to the rhythm of our love for each other.

“You own me, baby. You know that? You own all of me. Do you understand that? I might be your Daddy, but you’re my everything .”

His words push me over the edge, and I arch my ass farther, letting him pound into me as I cry out, begging him not to stop.

Stars spin around me. My body shakes under him, and I feel like I’m floating. He thrusts harder and faster, and his movements become desperate.

“I’m going to fill this asshole with come, and you’re going to walk around with it dripping into your panties for the rest of the fucking night. That’s your punishment for not calling me the right name. Say, “yes, Daddy”, if you understand,” he grits out, slapping my ass.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whine, my eyes rolling back as another wave of pleasure hits me.

Then he groans and jerks, his cock pulsing within me. I whimper and moan, my ass clenching around him.

When we both go still, he pushes his hand up the back of my dress and slowly rubs my spine.

“Are you okay, baby?” His tone is tender. Concerned. Something he shows to no one but me.

I nod, and he leans over me, his face searching mine.

“I’m okay,” I whisper, my eyes feeling heavy.

Why am I so exhausted?

It has been a pretty rough day.

I think I’ve experienced every emotion possible.

“You really love me?” he asks roughly, his cock softening inside me.

“Yeah, Daddy. I really love you. It’s kind of hard not to.”

His eyes sparkle, and he brings his lips to my temple. “It’s impossible not to love you .”

Slowly, he pulls out of me. “Stay.”

I smile to myself at his bossiness, but I obey because my ass is still on fire, and I don’t think I want another spanking right now. Maybe later.

When he returns from somewhere behind me, I startle as he wipes my ass with a tissue, then tosses it in the nearby trash. My cheeks heat. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to him taking care of me so intimately.

It’s hot and sweet, but so embarrassing at the same time. Maybe I have a humiliation kink. I definitely have a spanking kink. And being a brat is quite fun. Only with him, though. Only with my Daddy.

Cash kneels and taps my foot, so I’ll step into my panties that somehow ended up down there.

I don’t think I remember them being taken off.

After he slowly pulls them up my legs, skimming the tips of his fingers along my skin as he goes, settling the fabric on my hips, he allows my dress to drop.

Butterflies erupt in my stomach as he wraps his arms around me and helps me up from the desk, my back to his front.

“Still okay, kitten?” he murmurs as he presses his thumb into the base of my neck, massaging it.

“Yeah. I need to go to the bathroom.” I keep my eyes averted. We both know what I need to do in there, but it doesn’t make it less embarrassing.

He kisses my cheek, then turns me to face him, his stern face staring down at me. “Not yet. We need to go say goodnight to everyone, and you’re going to hold my come in that tight little ass while we do so. Then, we’re going to go shower together before we sit by the pool and eat some gummy bears.”

My chest warms, and my pulse races even faster. This man. Part of me wants to tell him to fuck off. And another part of me, the twisted part that I’m growing to love, wants to obey him and take his punishments like a good girl so he’ll reward me later.

Because I have no doubt, there might be plenty of punishments dished out by my Daddy, but there will be even more rewards.