Sticks and Stones

Chapter Five

He'd put the instruction out there. Door locked, he told her what to do. Instead, Sofia wandered around his room, taking in each of the surfaces. She looked for anything that gave a piece of him away.

Scrubbing a hand across his jaw, he forced his eyes away from the sweet curves of her ass.

"Are you always this disobedient?"

"Disobedient?" She scoffed around a laugh. "My dear Caspian, I haven't done a single thing wrong."

"I told you to put that pretty arse on the bed."

That pretty arse was asking for a spanking.

She cast him a wicked glance back over her shoulder. "Maybe I'm waiting for you to throw me around."

Fuck. He had to be careful. If she kept talking like that, he'd cum spontaneously—for sure.

"Woah—what's this?"

She hurried over to his desk where a mess of papers laid strewn around. At the top of the chaos was a weapon.

"It's a crossbow." He explained, lifting it for her keen gaze. "I picked it up on one of my recent missions. Nice, isn't it?"

She took it from his hands, weighing it in her grasp. "It's a nifty little thing." And if the way she eyed it was anything to go by, then it was hers already. Sofia wanted it. Sofia got it.

"I hate it," He told her.

Dropping it back to the desk, she frowned. "You do?"

"You're not supposed to be focused on that right now."

A smirk bloomed across her gorgeous face. "Poor Caspian, jealous of an inanimate object." Jealous of anything that had her attention. Fuck, what's happening to me? These thoughts would pass by the time morning came around. They had to.

"We'd best do something about it," Sofia purred. "You ought to put my ass on the bed. Teach me a lesson for my disobedience."

"You're going to be trouble. I can feel it."

"You're a bounty hunter. Isn't trouble part of the job description?" Yes. It was. But Sofia's particular brand of trouble might just put him out of business. "Now are you going to fuck me, or are you going to spend all night talking about it?"

No more playing around.

Sofia wanted to be thrown around? I'd best start working on my aim.

He lifted her with a hand between her legs, her body curling over his shoulder. Her wetness slid down his bare forearm as she squealed. A second later, the brunette was airborne, body smacking into the mattress.

She scrambled up his bed to hold herself on her elbows, just in time to watch him start on the buckles of his belt.

"Caspian..."

He pulled the leather through the hoops, throwing it aside. Sofia watched it clatter to the ground with a gulp. Then he started on his buttons, next the zipper.

"Got something for you to suck on baby."

"Is this my punishment?"

She shuffled closer, right to the end of the bed.

"Do you think it would teach you a lesson?" Her lips were shaking as he tugged his trousers and boxers down just enough for his cock to spring out. "Hmm? Do you think choking on my cock would make you learn?"

He gripped his cock, pumping a hand down his length as she stared, eyes following his pulsating vein.

"You want to put that thing inside of me?"