Page 17 of When Autumn Arrives

“Shit,” Thea muttered. Then she was gone in a flash. She sprinted out of the living room and headed up the steps.

Hendrix stepped in front of me, his hand pushing against my chest. “You better make sure you know what the fuck you’re doing. Parker will be pissed if you hurt her.”

“Get out of my way.”

“I mean it. He’s not going to lose her because you’re a disgruntled asshole.”

I ignored him and headed upstairs to find my vixen. Her footsteps sounded on the hardwood as I reached the top of the stairs and I knew immediately she was in my room. I chuckled, heading for the door, and with my foot, shoved it open.

It took me a few moments to find her. I checked the obvious places first. Under the bed and in the closet. Eventually, I found her in the cabinet under the sink in my bathroom.

I bent down so that we were eye level. “Caught you,” I crooned.

“I let you,” she said.

I shrugged, grabbing her ankles in one of my large hands. Then I yanked her out of the cabinet. She let out a squeal. That soft sound, like a mouse, made my insides roar to life. I was finally giving in, and it was going to be a dangerous ride.

“Maybe,” I said. “But now I’m going to fuck this nasty attitude out of you. Someone needs to teach you some manners, Thea.”

“It should be you?” She scoffed, but didn’t fight me as I wrapped my belt around her wrists in a makeshift handcuff set. I doubled it up and yanked on the loose strap until it was tight. She winced, but didn’t complain otherwise. “You’re the rudest man I know.”

“And you’ve got the filthiest mouth, little vixen.” I stood, my cock twitching as I took in the beautiful sight that was Thea Rose. She sat at my feet now, all bound and fucking perfect. Ready for the taking. And I would take her. I’d fuck her until she was in tears, begging me to stop. Then I would take more from her.

I squeezed my aching steel through the denim material of my jeans. “Maybe I should wash your mouth out.”

She brought her knees to her chest, then glanced up at me. “If anyone needs soap in their mouth, it’s you! You’re an insufferable—”

Tired of her insults, I bent and gripped her head with a hand. The other gripped her jaw in a tight hold. She didn’t fucking hesitate, didn’t complain about the pain I was sure I was causing her. She held eye contact and didn’t move when I yanked her head back, pulling her hair tight.

“Again, such horrible manners. I’m going to fuck this attitude out of you,” I said.

She shook her head, trying to break free of my grip. I released her jaw, giving her a false sense of reprieve. “I keep hearing a lot of threats, but you haven’t followed through with a single one,” she said.

“Stand,” I ordered.

Thea didn’t move, refusing to follow my command.

“Ouch,” she whimpered when I pulled her up by her hair. She stumbled into me, trying to catch her balance, and failed miserably with her hands tied.

She was soft against my hard body, and I closed my eyes for a moment, taking in the scent of her. I hadn’t allowed myself to be so close to her, and for good reason. I could feel myself losing control when we hadn’t even kissed yet.

I still wasn’t going to kiss her. Not until I was buried deep inside her, and she was begging me to give her more.

Thea yelped when I scooped her over my shoulder and carried her out of the bathroom toward my bed. I glanced toward the open bedroom door and caught Hendrix glaring at me as he leaned against the door frame.

The fucker liked to pretend he didn’t like violence in the bedroom, but I could make out the outline of his dick through his basketball shorts. He was hard, and I knew he was going to watch and enjoy the show.

I turned back to my tied up little princess. “Take my cock out,” I demanded, knowing she couldn’t. I just wanted to see how she would respond.

“Fuck you,” Thea said, a hint of resentment in her tone.

I gripped her chin, softer this time, and fuck if her doe-like eyes didn’t cause my heart to flutter for a brief second. I only allowed myself that sliver of time before I pushed away any brewing emotions I had for her. Catching feelings would end in misery for everyone involved.

“Why would I do that when I have a perfectly good mouth right here?” My thumb stroked her cheek, and she turned into the touch.

I slid one of my digits inside of her, the heel of my palm cupping her warm pussy just right, so that it rubbed against her clit. Her soft whimpers of pleasure made my stomach flip. I wanted those sexy, soft noises to turn to cries, and I wanted to drink them all up.

“You can pretend like you hate me all you want, Thea. But your pussy says otherwise.” I dipped my fingers inside her again. She moaned, opening her mouth as she gave in to her pleasure. “Parker and Hendrix may let you get away with being a brat, but I’ll punish you. Fuck it out of you, spank you until you can’t sit. When you’re with me, you don’t cuss. When you’re in my room, your only job is to do what I say. You leave all your shit at the door and let me handle the rest. Understood?”

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