Page 66 of Cage

Wrapping his heavy hands around Katie’s tight waist, Cage brought Katie in towards his body and they began to kiss.

It was a hot, heavy kiss.

The kind of passion that can very easily spill over into more.

‘Here? Now?’ Cage growled, grabbing Katie’s ass and squeezing her cheeks together like putty in his hands.

Katie nodded, moving her own hands underneath Cage’s t-shirt and running her dainty fingers over Cage’s toned stomach and rock-hard pecs.

‘Yes please!’ Katie said, seemingly thrilled at the prospect of her punishment segueing into something altogether more pleasure oriented.

The pair continued to kiss.

It was a struggle for Cage to not tear off Katie’s clothes and take her right there on the spot.

Katie had even turned around and was grinding her perfectly round ass into Cage’s engorged dick.

This was heading one way, and one way only.

Then, out of the blue, Katie’s phone began to flash and ping.

‘Urgh, who the hell is that?’ Cage grumbled, frustrated at the distraction.’

‘Who cares, I’ll leave it,’ Katie said, panting.

‘Grrr. No. you can’t do that,’ Cage replied, firmly moving Katie away from him. ‘It could be something important. We canalways pick up where we left off soon enough. You know me. The master of orgasm control.’

Cage was a lot more frustrated than he was letting on.

He had very much been into it.

He wanted things to go further than they ever had.

But, at the same time it wouldn’t look good if after a punishment relating to discipline he let Katie ignore a potentially important message.

Cage knew all too well from his own life experiences coming up through the ranks of the NYPD that every day a lesson was learned, there would soon be a further test just around the corner.

The key was consistency.

That was how true learning was done.

‘Fine,’ Katie said, pouting a little bit. ‘You win!’

His face flushed red from arousal, Cage watched as Katie walked over towards her phone.

There was a pause as Katie picked up her cell phone to read the message.

Cage was worried.

Was it another image from the stalker?

That wouldn’t be good news at all.

Maybe it had been a mistake to spend a single second longer in the apartment than they had needed.

‘Talk to me, Katie,’ Cage said, his voice full of concern.

Katie put the phone down on the table and looked at Cage.

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