When he pulled away, she was gasping for air. “How hard do you expect I will ** you?” he asked, keeping his weight on her, one arm on her waist and the other beside her head. She gulped as she silently watched him.

Her cheeks flushed slightly at the thought and she stayed mum.

“Are you going to pretend to be shy after you claimed you wanted to be **ed hard and fast?” His tone was gruff and full of mirth, but it was unlike his usual flirty sense. That added with his filthy mouth made her want to curl up under her sheets and let him screw her senseless.

Her eyes locked on his, she blurted out, “Rough.” And then she gasped, wanting to slap her mouth. Of course, he knew what she wanted. This was just a means to get her to say it out loud. They had experience hard **ing, but he hadn’t given it to her rough. His extreme tenderness even when he was in character made her wonder what it would feel like. She was looking forward to it.

He picked her up effortlessly. She wound her leg around his waist but when he walked over to the bed, he reached back and unclasped her legs. He threw her on the bed, making her bounce slightly before she propped herself up on her elbows and scooted up towards the headboard. He sat on his knees and loomed over her, just looking at her half-naked body.

Seeing him scrutinizing her, Katherine hooked her hand on her bra and started to slide off one strap. His hands came up to stop her as he leaned down and kissed her unapologetically. His body lay on top of her, and the stunned Katherine could see the fire blaze in his eyes before she shut it in pleasure. It was a long and satiating kiss. As they embroiled in themselves, he had parted her knee with his body and found his place there.

She reached up to run her hand over her shoulder. He pulled away and shook his head.

“You’re not allowed to touch.” He looked straight into her eyes as he said the next part. “You or me.”

She sucked in a breath and was about to protest but then stopped herself. Surely, he was doing this to torture her.

“You said you would want to watch,” she whined. Her lip was trapped between her teeth as she appealed to him. He tapped on her lip, a warning.

“Don’t bite your lip.” She let it go immediately. “I’ll be the one to get you off.” His words were dirty, but when he swept an errant strand of hair away from her face, her heart filled with warmth. This touching moment was just the beginning to a very rough night… a good one.

“Okay,” she whispered. But her eyes held protest. He smirked as he placed a hand on the side of her mouth.

“I will be the one to give you an orgasm.” End of conversation. He was appraising her again. “Your lavender panties look wonderful against the pink stain of your ass.” He snickered. And she knew immediately.

She was buzzing with excitement as he rolled her over. He was going to spank her as she lay down in bed. Would it be too wanton if she pled him to take her over his knees? She shook her head internally.

She waited patiently for the sting but nothing came. Perplexed, she tried to turn around only to feel a sting.

“Ow,” she protested. ‘He bit me!’ She felt the coolness of his kiss againt her skin and then settled down.

“This should turn out beautifully by tomorrow morning.” He seemed extremely satisfied with his work. She could feel his gaze on her and wiggled her ass a little, just for show. Cage chuckled, giving her ass a slight tap. “You’ll see it in the mirror tomorrow. And I promise you won’t forget a second of tonight.”

Katherine swallowed and nodded immediately. They hadn’t even begun and she already knew her mind was going to turn into mush by the end of the night.

“Have you been a good girl?” he asks suddenly and she startles.

‘Have I?’ she asks herself, thinking back to everything she has done. What would her rewards be if she was good and the punishment if she was bad?

“Yes?” she said tentatively.

“You need to be sure, Katherine. Were you good or not?”

“Yes,” she said with more vehemence. There was silence for a couple of seconds.

“Jesus Christ. You look so delicious laying there… I can’t decide which part to eat first.” She tried to sit up so that she could get closer to him but he pushed her back onto the bed. She pouted almost wanting to whine and writhe to drive the point across.

‘Give me relief.’

“I do love this bra, but we need to get rid of it.” With a flick of his wrists, he pulls her body up just a little and unclasps the bra with no effort. In Katherine’s mind, this was his superpower, he could unclasp bras and make panties dissolve with a searing look.

She waited with pouted lips to be kissed. “Patience,” he reminded, laying her back down on the bed again.

His mouth falls on her newly exposed breasts, his warm tongue swiping over her flesh before he grazed the nipple with his tongue. The hardened peak reacted favorably, tightening up and sending jolts to where she needed him the most. She involuntarily thrust her chest out, giving him better access.

She could feel him hum against her and she shivered. Her insides quaked as he continued. The sensations were aggressive and the pain was sending mixed signals throughout her body. His hand found its way down her thigh and opened them up.

But where was she supposed to focus? It was a dual attack. His tongue was making circles around her nipple and then clamping shut over them to suck painfully hard.