Thunderous steps sound on the stairs, making my heart rate pick up.
Oh.
The door flies open, banging against the wall, startling me.
“Caleb?” I squeak as he enters the room. I shut my laptop and sit up, the move causing my loose t-shirt to fall over my shoulder. Caleb may have purchased the garment for himself, but it’s mine now.
He shuts the bedroom door behind him and locks it. “Where are your brothers?” He undoes his tie with a violent yank. The intensity radiating off him has me scooting back.
Not in fear, but in anticipation.
I wet my lips. “They’re with Cynthia and Thelma.”
The tie drops to the floor. “For how long?” he asks as he works the top button of his crisp work shirt.
“They’re spending the night. Caleb?—”
“Good.” He drops the shirt near the tie and leans forward, wrapping one hand around my ankle and pulling me down the bed.
I squeal as the shirt bunches beneath me. I’m not wearing a bra beneath. Only underwear.
“You thought youcould tease me at work all fucking day, and I wasn’t going to punish you for it?” His eyes flash with heat. “Do you like knowing I was stuck at my desk all fucking day because I was so hard? I couldn’t even get up and get a glass of water.”
I giggle. “Oh, that’s what this is about?”
“Oh,” he mocks, yanking off his belt. “Youwantedthis, huh?”
Excitement burns in my veins.
The metal buckle clinks as he drops the belt to the mattress. Then, before I know what’s happening, he’s got me flipped over so I’m on all fours.
He yanks my arms behind my back, and I cry out in surprise.
Oh my God. He’s tying my wrists with his belt.
Heat floods my body as he secures them over my head. This act alone is going to leave me soaked.
Holy fuck.
He rubs the curves of my ass over my cotton boy short underwear, pulling a moan from me. The sound quickly turns into a sharp cry when he delivers a smack to each cheek.
“Caleb,” I whimper, the side of my face pressed into the mattress.
My heart accelerates when he backs away. I can’t see him, but his warmth has disappeared. I try to wiggle around, but before I can, he’s there again, delivering another smack.
I huff, pushing back, because although my ass stings, I’m only more desperate and aching for his touch.
“So fucking naughty,” he croons. He pulls my underwear down and off and massages my bare cheeks. “Taunting me all fucking day. I bet you sat in my office laughing at me, didn’t you?”
“Only a little,” I admit.
He chuckles, the sound dark and promising. “You’re gonna regret that, pretty girl.”
I wiggle in anticipation.
Deep down, I knew this side of Caleb existed, just waiting to be unleashed, and I’m glad I’m the one he feels safe letting his walls down with.
“I don’t think I will.”
