My hand jerked up to her hair, tightly fisting the curls around my fingers. She cried out, but whether it was surprise or pain, I couldn’t tell. When she caught sight of my other hand working my belt free, Sienna froze.
“What are you doing?”
I sneered just as the top button of my slacks popped free. “Teaching you how to respect your husband.”
Sienna’s face paled as my cock sprang free of my boxers.
“Take it in your mouth.” Her full lips clamped shut firmly. I jerked her head up, forcing her to look at me. “That wasn’t a request.”
“No,” she bit out, trying to turn her head away.
I leaned in closer, our lips nearly brushing. “You don’t get to say no. Do you think you get to be disrespectful without being punished? Think again.”
I guided her face towards my cock, already twitching at the thought of her soft lips wrapped around its hardened length. Sienna’s eyes locked on my dick, surprising me when her mouth opened, letting the tip press against her lips. I nearly came just watching as her tongue slipped along the shaft before taking it all in that sweet fucking mouth of hers. The heat and the pressure of her mouth was too much, and I nearly came right there just watching her take it all until she gagged.
My hand shifted, gaining more control over her head as I took over. My hips rolled forward, thrusting deeper into her mouth until I saw tears glisten at the edges of her eyes. Good. I wanted her to know this was a punishment. Her punishment.
“You’ve been nothing but disrespectful with this mouth of yours,” I grunted, feeling her throat contract around my cock. “Now it’s time for this mouth to be a bit more useful.”
Sienna’s moan reverberated along the hard length in her mouth, adding to the overwhelming sensations. With my cock down her throat, those pretty dark eyes flicked to mine, full of hatred and lust. That image alone nearly made me blow, but I didn’t want to cum just yet. There was still more punishment to be given. Pulling her mouth from my cock, I pulled her upright.
“Strip.”
Indignation flashed across her face. Capturing her chin between my fingers, I kissed her roughly, cutting off any sarcastic remark she was going to make. Distracted, she didn’t feel my hands until it was too late. The buttons of her shirt popped free, scattering across the hardwood floor, leaving her bra exposed. Sienna gasped, backing away before I caught her again.
“I said strip,” I snarled.
Without saying a word, Sienna shrugged out of her shirt, eyes full of fiery rebellion. But I could see the spark of desire there as well. She liked this. I watched, smirking, as she shimmied out of her slacks. Sienna stood in front of me in her black bra and lace panties, her eyes narrowing when she caught me admiring them.
“I meant everything,” I clarified, motioning towards her underwear.
“Dante—”
“Are you talking back?” My eyes snapped towards hers dangerously, the threat clear.
“I’m not going—”
She gasped as I slung her over my shoulder before feeling her fists against my back.
“Put me the fuck down, Dante!”
A chuckle rumbled through my chest as I flung her onto the bed. Sienna scrambled to her knees, brushing the hair from her face. She made a half-hearted attempt to leave the bed before I caught her around the middle, flipping her over, so that perfect ass was in full view. My fingers found the slickness between her thighs easily.
“You’re pretty wet for someone who seems to hate me so much,” I murmured. “You’re fucking drenched.” Slipping a finger inside, I rubbed her clit in slow, tantalizing circles with my thumb. “You can’t tell me you don’t want this. That you don’t like this.”
Sienna looked away, her cheeks turning a nice shade of pink that I wanted to see spread across her ass. Pulling my hand away, I sent it stinging across her round cheeks, admiring the way they bounced just for me. She jerked forward, giving a short whimper.
“You think you hold all the fucking power, don’t you? You think you can treat me any way you’d like.” I smacked her ass again, her soft skin slowly turning red. “Then maybe I should treat you how I like, like the fucking wife you’re supposed to be.”
Another smack and Sienna buried her face into the covers. I liked how she looked now, her ass up in the air with everything on full display, the wetness between her thighs. Standing from the bed, I almost couldn’t tear myself away, but there was just one more thing I needed to do.
“Stay.” I shot her a dark look, promising much more if she dared to try and fucking leave.
Going to the closet, I grabbed a tie from the drawer, winding and unwinding it from around my fist. Sienna peeked over her shoulder at me, eyes narrowing on the taunt piece of cloth around my hand. I could just see her sassy remark churning in that brain of hers, and I was having none of it.
“Close your eyes.” I waited for her to follow my instructions. She hesitated, eyes flicking between me and the tie. I wondered what she was going to choose; to trust me or fight me.
Her lashes brushed against the tops of her cheeks, eyes closing. I slipped the tie around her eyes, tying it behind her head. Sienna stilled as soon as she tried opening her eyes, only seeing darkness. I let my hands fall away slowly, trailing down her shoulders, reaching behind to snap the strap of her bra free. The cups fell away, my thumb brushing over her nipples as they appeared. I heard the soft intake of breath and the silence she tried to cover it up with. But there was no fooling me.