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Chapter 7
Cahill
I’m on the phone to Cillian having the craic about shipments and what’s going on with our side of the business. News travels fast that I have a woman locked up in my house. I just play it down. I don’t want anyone to think too much of it, to believe she is important to me. I don’t want anyone to think I have a weakness.
While I’m on the call, I get a message from one of the soldiers I have at my house. They blend in so well you wouldn’t think they are there. I want it like that, people are taken by surprise.
Sophie has called Lauren to ask for help to escape, but Lauren thinks she iscrazy. Ruairi did a good job. Sophie is now walking around the grounds, alittle lost. Would you like me send her back to the house?
I couldn’t believe what the message said. She is trying to escape. I thought I made myself clear. She seemed the type to follow orders, but I don’t know her that well, clearly. My reply is short, yet to the point.
Get her inside. NOW.
I’m fuming at her. I send a little message to Sophie.
When I get home tonight, we will be having a talk, doll. Then I am going to putyou across my knee. If you don’t walk back now, I will make sure you can't sitfor a week. Don’t push me, Sophie.
Hopefully my words are clear enough for her. I’d be lying if I said I don’t want to spank her ass red raw. My cock’s getting hard at the thought of it, and I still have a few hours to go before I can head home. I also need her to think about it, for her anticipation to build up, it should make it better for her because it won't be as bad as she thinks.
I hang up on Cillian and turn my attention to other matters I need to take care of. I get the supplies we need for the restaurant sorted. I call Ruairi to check in. The shipments went off great. The guns landed with no issues, and no one got killed, a win for me. Ruairi needs to get the guns ready to head to America next and keep some for ourselves. Nothing better than testing a new gun, feeling the weight of it in your hands and the little kick you get when you pull the trigger.
I was informed two weeks ago that I have a formal dinner coming up next weekend with the Taoiseach. I thought it would have been delivered as a lovely fancy invite, but no, just an email sent to my restaurant email address from the Taoiseach secretary. I couldn’t give a rat's ass about going, but now I have someone to take with me. I will need to get her a dress. I am sure Lauren will help Ruairi pick one for her. I finish up and head home.
I can’t wait to get home to Sophie.
My cock needs out of these suit trousers. And my hand is twitching to get on Sophie’s bare skin. As I pull up in the driveway, I take a deep breath. I need to calm myself down and I need to have control. I slam the front door. Well, that’s a great way to make an entrance, I think to myself when I hear the door bang. I hope the second bang is my hand on Sophie’s ass.
“Sophie, get over here now! We will be in my office. I don’t want to be disturbed. Leave dinner for another thirty minutes or so, Jones.”
I bellow so the whole house can hear me. There is only Jones, Maria, and Sophie here. Sophie is still sitting on the couch and looks gobsmacked. “SOPHIE! I won’t ask again!”
She jumps to her feet, and in her haste nearly falls over. I’m standing still and scared I might combust from pure lust and anticipation.
I’m looking straight ahead, but I can feel Sophie come to stand beside me. I can feel her body heat against my side. Having her this close is driving me crazy. I take her hand in mine, and practically drag her up the stairs. I can’t wait any longer.
“Slow down, Cahill. I am sorry. I just want to go home. Please stop,” I hear her whinging at me.
“Sophie, stop. I warned you. You tried to escape when I told you not to. It’s not safe. Now you will get your punishment. But believe me, you will love it,” I tell her, cursing my husky voice.
We reach my office in no time. Sophie is still dragging her feet along my marble floor. We enter my office, once I shut the door I let go of her hand, and she scrambles away from me. She isn’t going to get far. I remove my jacket and roll up my shirtsleeves.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about putting you across my knee all day, Sophie.” I inform her. Her eyes go wide, and mouth drops open ready to catch flies. I stroll over to my office chair. “Come here, doll.”
She stays where she has found a little hidey hole, hoping I can't see her.
“NOW SOPHIE!” She stays there.
“If I have to tell you again, it will go from twenty strikes to thirty.”
Sophie jumps. “No, no, no, Cahill, you can’t do that. You kidnapped me. I just want to go home. I haven’t done anything wrong. You have to let me go.” She tells me with a little stamp of her foot.
I just tilt my head and hold my hand out. She reaches for my hand. Silly girl, so trusting. I pull her to me and get her over my knee before she knows what is happening. I hold a hand firm on her back so she can't move off and the other hand is caressing her firm butt. I can feel myself get hard, so I am sure she can feel me against her stomach. I pull her skirt up and bunch it around her waist just over her knitted jumper. Sophie is squirming.
“Please, don’t do this, Cahill.”
“Stay still, doll.”
I am near the end of my wits, and I’m close to losing control. My hand is touching her inner thigh, her skin is so soft. Her wee panties are very plain, but she makes them sexy. I am so hard. I stroke her ass cheek again before I strike. Sophie jumps and shouts out, “What the fuck?! No, Cahill. That hurt. You have had your fun. Stop now!”
