around,” Sawyer said, disgusted.
“I believe that’s what he thinks. I , on the other hand, have learned that quality is much more exciting than quantity, so I spent my night taking cold showers and jerking off, thinking about you.”
Sawyer ’s eyes flew to his, seeing that he wasn’t joking. “ S— stop it, K— Kaden.”
“Stop what , Sawyer? I haven’t laid a hand on you and I won’t until you beg. I just want to let you know, tonight when you’re in your thin gown with those nipples hard, that all you have to do is come next door to my room, and I’ll give you what you’re craving. I’ll sink my dick in your tight little pussy and ride you all night long. All you have to do is ask me nicely.”
Sawyer felt the heat build in the area he was mentioning . She almost stretched out underneath him then and there. The only thing holding her back was her anger at the way he had refused to let her contact the police and an instinct inside her that was screaming that he wanted her total capitulation, which she couldn’t give.
“ I— I will never beg for you, Kaden, but if you get bored waiting for me, why don’t you hold your breath while you’re waiting.”
“That remark is going to cost you a punishment when you give in , Sawyer.” Kaden stood up. “I have some work to do, so if you’re bored, go and have fun in the kitchen if you want, but remember what I said, Sawyer. I better not catch you handing anyone a glass of water if they’re dying of thirst.” His hard gaze had her nipples tightening. She was so angry at her body’s betraying response.
“Go fuck y— yourself.” His eyes dropped to her nipples before he gave a mysterious smile.
“Why is it you only stutter when you get nervous?” He didn’t give her time to answer , walking away from the lounge chair and leaving her a hot mess.
She ran a n anxious hand through her hair, trying to gather control of her body now that he had gone. One thing was for sure, her trying to stay out of his way had been an epic fail. She was going to have to come up with a better battle plan or she was going to be in trouble trying to resist a man who had enough sex appeal that a freaking nun would throw her panties at him, and Sawyer sure as hell was not a nun.
Being g iven free rein of the kitchen allowed Sawyer a sense of control that she hadn’t experienced since her kidnapping. Jordan helped out by making a run to the grocery store with her list. While she was gone, Sawyer threw together a light lunch that Jordan could serve them when she returned.
Going upstairs , she showered and changed before going back downstairs to help Jordan put away the groceries.
At lunchtime , she forced herself to leave Jordan to go to the dining room, taking a seat at the table. It went against her personality to sit and let Jordan do all the work, but not wanting to be banned from the kitchen, she gave in to Kaden’s demand.
After lunch , the women decided to go into town for an impromptu shopping trip.
They didn’t even ask if she wanted to go , which she was thankful for.
“Let me change my shoes.” Mila, D-mon’s girlfriend, moved away, throwing the women at the table a warning glance before leaving the table. If the woman wasn’t such a bitch, Sawyer would have told her D-mon was a horndog, but since she was one, Sawyer felt no compunction in not giving her a heads up.
“You don’t want to go? I thought you’d jump at the opportunity to get out of the house ,” Kaden said as she rose to leave the table.
“No , thanks. I’ll give it a pass.”
Sawyer didn’t try to explain. She had always found it difficult to make friends with women. These women here didn’t want to be friends; they wanted what time they could get with the band, without an outsider trying to get inside their little group. Sawyer really couldn’t blame them; they had to fight against the fans’ attention all the time. Why would they want to during the band’s alone time?
“I believe that’s what he thinks. I , on the other hand, have learned that quality is much more exciting than quantity, so I spent my night taking cold showers and jerking off, thinking about you.”
Sawyer ’s eyes flew to his, seeing that he wasn’t joking. “ S— stop it, K— Kaden.”
“Stop what , Sawyer? I haven’t laid a hand on you and I won’t until you beg. I just want to let you know, tonight when you’re in your thin gown with those nipples hard, that all you have to do is come next door to my room, and I’ll give you what you’re craving. I’ll sink my dick in your tight little pussy and ride you all night long. All you have to do is ask me nicely.”
Sawyer felt the heat build in the area he was mentioning . She almost stretched out underneath him then and there. The only thing holding her back was her anger at the way he had refused to let her contact the police and an instinct inside her that was screaming that he wanted her total capitulation, which she couldn’t give.
“ I— I will never beg for you, Kaden, but if you get bored waiting for me, why don’t you hold your breath while you’re waiting.”
“That remark is going to cost you a punishment when you give in , Sawyer.” Kaden stood up. “I have some work to do, so if you’re bored, go and have fun in the kitchen if you want, but remember what I said, Sawyer. I better not catch you handing anyone a glass of water if they’re dying of thirst.” His hard gaze had her nipples tightening. She was so angry at her body’s betraying response.
“Go fuck y— yourself.” His eyes dropped to her nipples before he gave a mysterious smile.
“Why is it you only stutter when you get nervous?” He didn’t give her time to answer , walking away from the lounge chair and leaving her a hot mess.
She ran a n anxious hand through her hair, trying to gather control of her body now that he had gone. One thing was for sure, her trying to stay out of his way had been an epic fail. She was going to have to come up with a better battle plan or she was going to be in trouble trying to resist a man who had enough sex appeal that a freaking nun would throw her panties at him, and Sawyer sure as hell was not a nun.
Being g iven free rein of the kitchen allowed Sawyer a sense of control that she hadn’t experienced since her kidnapping. Jordan helped out by making a run to the grocery store with her list. While she was gone, Sawyer threw together a light lunch that Jordan could serve them when she returned.
Going upstairs , she showered and changed before going back downstairs to help Jordan put away the groceries.
At lunchtime , she forced herself to leave Jordan to go to the dining room, taking a seat at the table. It went against her personality to sit and let Jordan do all the work, but not wanting to be banned from the kitchen, she gave in to Kaden’s demand.
After lunch , the women decided to go into town for an impromptu shopping trip.
They didn’t even ask if she wanted to go , which she was thankful for.
“Let me change my shoes.” Mila, D-mon’s girlfriend, moved away, throwing the women at the table a warning glance before leaving the table. If the woman wasn’t such a bitch, Sawyer would have told her D-mon was a horndog, but since she was one, Sawyer felt no compunction in not giving her a heads up.
“You don’t want to go? I thought you’d jump at the opportunity to get out of the house ,” Kaden said as she rose to leave the table.
“No , thanks. I’ll give it a pass.”
Sawyer didn’t try to explain. She had always found it difficult to make friends with women. These women here didn’t want to be friends; they wanted what time they could get with the band, without an outsider trying to get inside their little group. Sawyer really couldn’t blame them; they had to fight against the fans’ attention all the time. Why would they want to during the band’s alone time?
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