Page 83 of Hideaway

Slowly, Cade dragged the sharp corner of the ruler down Kara’s neck, over the curve of her shoulder, and down the side of her arm, resting at her wrist. Kara’s whole body shivered at the sensation, her skin prickling in its path. Ever so softly, Cade drew the ruler back up her arm and then slid the edge down her back, following the ridge of her spine. This time, Kara moaned quietly beneath his touch. Stroking the tip of the ruler along the curve of her hip and then down the front of her thigh, Cade leaned in close until his lips rested against her ear.

“Tell me, Miss Caine, do good girls take off their clothes in the middle of the library when anyone could walk in and see them indecently exposed?”he whispered, the quietness of his tone ill at ease with the dark threat that laced his words like poison.

“Hmm?”Kara mumbled incoherently, confused by the question and distracted by the cool metal sensually caressing her skin.

In reprimand, Cade used the ruler to administer a harsh slap to Kara’s thigh.

“Ow!”Kara screeched, rubbing her hand against the sting as she attempted to pull away from Cade’s hold.

Cade wrapped his hand firmly around the back of Kara’s neck and jerked her tightly against him.“Remove your hand from your thigh, or I will smack it as well,”Cade commanded sternly, rapping her lightly against the knuckles for emphasis.

Trembling, Kara let her hands fall to her sides, trying to relax as much as she could in the hold of a threatening man wielding an unexpectedly harsh weapon against her bare skin.

“Good girl,”Cade praised as he felt her softening against him.“Now, answer me.”

“I’m sorry, sir, can you repeat the question?”Kara pleaded, the heightened sensations of her body hopelessly overwhelming her thought processes.

Cade’s hand slid from her neck to grip her jaw, forcing her head to the side to look at him, the seriousness of his gaze boring into her and demanding her absolute attention.“Do good girls get naked in libraries and leave their arse, tits, and cunt on display for everyone to see?”Cade asked very slowly, allowing her to absorb the full insinuation of his words as he continued to stroke the ruler threateningly against her thigh.

Yet again, Kara gasped in surprise. First, because he knew exactly what she had done when she discovered hisgift. Second, because there was absolutely no way he could have known she undressed in the library. There was no one near that area of the house. She’d checked, obviously. She might be exploring her kinks, but she was nowhere near a full-blow exhibitionist.

“Cameras, darling,”Cade explained in answer to her unspoken question.“Do you really think a man of my profession wouldn’t have security measures in place, particularly in an area where items of value are held?”

Blanching, Kara turned away in embarrassment. The fucking bastard should have warned her there were cameras hidden in the house. They’d had sex in the library for fuck’s sake.

“If you’re wondering if there’s a video of me fucking you against the stacks to heaven and back, there is,”Cade said with a salacious grin.

Kara tried to pull away in disgust, but he gripped her tighter, sharply smacking the ruler against her thigh in warning.“The next one will be harder if you don’t answer the question,”Cade threatened.

“No.”

Another, harder slap landed on Kara’s other thigh. She yelped in response, twisting against him.

“No, what?”Cade challenged, his ruler poised to punish again.

“No, sir, good girls don’t undress in libraries,”Kara answered helplessly, her thighs smarting from the blows.

“Very good. Now, one more question,”Cade paused dramatically, leaning down until the slight stubble of his jaw brushed roughly against the tenderness of her neck. He placed one, soft kiss against her throat, breathing in the scent of her, feeling her pulse thunder against his lips. He tucked his thumb under her chin and gently lifted her eyes to meet his.“Have you been a naughty girl?”

Kara struggled to remain upright as all the bones in her body seemed to liquify beneath the burning fire of Cade’s gaze. The desire in his eyes spoke to her body in such an effortless way that words could never communicate. She longed to obey him, please him, cry for him, scream for him. In that moment, she was his. Completely.

“Yes, sir,”Kara whispered in response, her eyes unconsciously closing in anticipation of whatever delicious destruction those words would bring.

Hearing her admission, Cade smiled gleefully, bestowing another kiss behind her ear and rubbing his thumb across her bottom lip, eternally grateful for those two damning syllables that came from her sinful mouth.“Do you need to be punished, naughty girl?”Cade asked breathlessly against the skin of her neck, his control unraveling to the point that he felt the need to sink his teeth into something to keep his sanity. So he did, biting down hard on the tender curve between Kara’s neck and shoulder. Cade’s eyes fluttered shut at the delicious whimper pulled from Kara’s lips.

“Mmmhmm,”Kara moaned as she nodded her head in agreement with Cade’s question, the ability for speech having completely abandoned her as her body seemed to pool all its resources to her throbbing pussy.

“Bend over the fucking desk,”Cade commanded harshly, the arousal in his voice barely contained, much like his swollen, aching cock begging to be set free.

Kara bent at the waist and fell against the top of the desk, her naked thighs already marked by being pressed tightly against its edge. From her position over the desk, she knew he could already see her bare cunt peeking out from underneath the short skirt. Cade inhaled sharply at the sight of her, absolutely throbbing to be so deep inside her that she couldn’t tell where her body ended and his began. She wiggled her ass slightly, taunting him with the sight of her dripping wet pussy in the hopes that she’d get his cock as punishment.

Instead, she felt the cool touch of metal sliding up her leg and flipping the edge of the pleated skirt up over her ass. The touch of the ruler disappeared briefly before landing incredibly hard against the lower curve of her ass. Kara moaned heavily in response, intense pleasure radiating throughout her entire body rather than pain. Cade slapped her again, drawing a greedy cry from her lips as she pushed her hips back against him to welcome the punishment. He hit her three times in rapid succession, each slap harder than the last. Kara cried out—the sound hungry and desperate and unfamiliar to her own ears—wordlessly begging for release beneath the sublime fucking ecstasy of the blows.

“I think you’re enjoying your punishment, naughty girl,”Cade commented in amusement as he thrust the hardness of his cock against her tender spanked ass, admiring the bright red lines the ruler made across her delicate skin.

Kara was soaked, the wetness of her arousal sliding down her thighs and dampening his pants where the rigid outline of his erection pressed tightly against her. And fuck if it didn’t make him harder to see his dick christened with her cum. He fucking ached at seeing how much she wanted his twisted pleasure, how she needed it like he did.

Abruptly, Cade bent over Kara, his weight crushing her against the hard desk as every inch of her body melded into his. His hand tangled in her hair, roughly jerking her head to the side and pressing her cheek into the cool wooden surface. His mouth lowered to her neck—kissing, biting, ravaging, claiming her as his by leaving his marks on her flesh for everyone to see. Kara belonged to him, and he had no intention of ever letting her or anyone else forget it.

Continuing to use his mouth to ravage her body, Cade dragged the edge of the ruler across Kara’s hip, pressing just hard enough to leave a thin pink scratch etched into her skin. He slapped the ruler lightly against her ass, taunting her with the promise of more punishment. She pressed her backside against him eagerly, begging to be used and dominated and hurt just a little bit beyond the point of pleasure.

“Do you want more, Miss Caine?”Cade asked in a husky, dominating voice that sent chills of pleasure rippling through Kara’s body as he spanked her a little firmer than before, but not enough to satisfy. He wanted her to beg for the pleasure of her punishment.

Kara struggled to shake herself of the delirious haze of excitement and arousal to ponder his question. Did she want more of what Cade had to offer? More of his dominance, his need to control, his desire to retaliate in the most terrible and delicious ways when he wasn’t obeyed? As much as she hated to admit it, she felt a burgeoning addiction to the darkness Cade had brought into her life. Now that she had a taste, she wasn’t sure if she could ever live without it.

Cade could spank her, fuck her, destroy her—in whatever order he preferred—and she would always beg for more. Kara wanted more than more. She wanted everything.

“Always, sir.”

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