Page 18 of Family Ties


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Heavy footsteps in the hallway draw my attention. Loudening with each step, they rapidly approach the door to the bedroom. The door swings open and Grant walks through. His eyes meet mine, and I can see his disapproval of what I am assuming are my puffy, blood-shot eyes.

“Kitten.” His voice is soothing and sympathetic as he unlocks the cage. Stepping inside, he pulls me up into his embrace. Stroking my hair and peppering kisses across my forehead, he whispers, “I don’t like you crying.”

“Please.” The trembling word leaves my mouth before I can stop it.

I want to beg him to let me go, but the housekeeper’s words keep playing through my head on repeat…

“Just do as he says, honey. It’ll be for the best.”

He eyes me suspiciously, waiting for me to say more.

“Please don’t leave me in there.” I burrow my face against his chest. “I was so worried you weren’t coming back.”

“Be good for me. Let me play.” His hand roams over my ass and under the loose satin shorts. “And I’ll let you stay out for a while.”

“Thank you, Sir.” I lift my head as I respond. As much as it pains me to admit, I am truly grateful for even an extra minute that he won’t have me locked in there.

“You must be starving.” He releases his embrace on me and begins to lead me to the door. “Dinner is waiting in the dining room.”

As he walks me downstairs, I expect to be greeted with pet bowls in the corner. Eating on the floor as I watch him enjoy a gourmet meal at the table. Thankfully, I’m wrong, and I’m pleased to see two settings at the table when we enter.

Grant takes the seat at the head of the table and pulls me onto his lap.

Maybe I was wrong…

Gripping my leg, he pulls it over his knee until I am straddling his thigh before pulling the second plate of food in front of us.

“Eat up, kitten.” He hands me a fork with a slightly threatening glare. “You’re going to need your strength.”

As we eat, he shares the mundane details of the business meeting he had while he was away. Most of his words don’t register, as I’m more focused on his hand roaming over my body. It’s as alluring as it is repulsive. His fingers and hands eliciting a response I desperately wish they wouldn’t.

Wishing he would both remove his hands from me and finally touch the one place he hasn’t.

“I can smell how fucking wet you are for me.” He finishes the last of his dinner while I have barely managed to place a dent into mine. “Be honest. Does it upset you to know how much you actually enjoy my hands on you?”

“Yes,” I answer hesitantly, unsure if he is baiting me.

“I appreciate your honesty.” His hand glides up my inner thigh until his fingers slide into the satin shorts, just shy of my pussy. He rubs along the tender flesh at the crease of my upper thigh as he groans against my neck, “Does it make that tight little cunt of yours needy for me?”

“Yes.” I’m disgusted at my own answer.

“What would my good little pet be willing to do to get that need taken care of?”

Anything…

CHAPTER

FIFTEEN

GRANT

Sliding the robe from her shoulder, I kiss down the side of her neck before sinking my teeth into her shoulder causing her to yelp in pain. Kissing over the tender, bruising flesh, my lips vibrate against her skin. “Upstairs, kitten. It’s time to play.”

Around her, I have the fucking virility of a teenager. My cock ready at the mere thought of wrapping my ropes around her or slipping inside of her.

Obediently, she stands from my lap and waits for me to stand. I lead her to the room beside mine before removing the leash.

“Tell me.” My hand slides over the curvature of her ass, “Have you ever taken a cock in your perfect little ass before?”

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