SINFUL DESIRES 1

"What are you doing here?" Jess Vaughn retreated back into the apartment.

Kai Rylan walked into the room, shut the door, and locked it. A black rope as wide as his arm dangled from his hand, catching on the floor with every step he took toward her. "You know why I'm here."

Regaining from the initial shock of the sight of the rope, Jess cleared her throat. "No, I don't."

But she knew exactly why he'd appeared. She'd run away from him when he'd told her not to.

"Don't lie to me, Jess."

On the edge of the couch, a few inches away, she rocked back on her heels, grinned demurely at him, and put her pointer fingers together attempting to be as shy as possible. Because shy girls like her weren't bratty. "I seriously don't know?"

"You bolted away from me," he snapped his fingers out to encircle his hand around the side of her neck and force her head back so she had to look at him. His teeth were gritted, his nostrils flaring like they did when something went wrong in his presence. "When I told you not to."

"I didn't do any such thing," she hummed.

God, getting angry made the heat down there between her legs worse.

"Don't play with me, Jess."

She had to bite her lips to stop herself from saying something stupid, but she couldn't resist.

"Or what?" she responded.

In a flash, Kai spun her around, leaned her over the couch, and began wrapping the rope around her arms. She jostled her shoulder against him to push him away, jiggled her body back and forth in an effort to get him to stop, and lifted her leg backward to kick him in the shin. But the ties only grew tighter around her forearms so she couldn't move them.

"Let me out."

"If you'd listened to what I told you," he grumbled in her ear, "I was going to treat you gentle."

"Screw you."

She didn't get a chance to say anything else before he shoved four fingers into her mouth. She gagged on them, spit dripping down her chin, and glared at him.

"Bratty girls like you don't talk back to their masters."

Heat flared between her thighs, her pussy clenching tighter.

"Do you get it?" he snarled.

She nodded to appease him so she could respond to his next question with a snotty reply.

Grabbing his hand free from her mouth, he yanked her up by the restraints and slams her into the nearest bedroom-blessedly hers and not Lylah's. He then bashed the door and thrust her onto the bed.

"Why did you bolt out of there?"

"Because I just wanted you to sleep with me. And besides, I was waiting for another guy."

He reached out and pinched her chin. "Don't be a brat, Jess. It's pissing me off."

"Good. Maybe you'll-"

"Maybe I'll shove my cock down your throat and give you your first punishment."

"Come on." His