Page 17 of Claiming Kenna
“Never,” I bit out and slipped Cullens t-shirt over my head.
He led me to the bedroom and my mouth fell open as I stepped through the threshold. The room was as big as the living area and at the center of it was a four post bed with a white, textured comforter. Such a contrast to the dark, moody themes throughout the house. It reminded me of a giant cloud. Deciding to trial something new and let some of my hardened exterior down, I looked to Cullen with a shy grin, “Is your bed your only aspect in your life that is light and fluffy?”
“I like going to sleep in the shrine of innocents. It cleanses my sins, which I have especially needed since meeting you my little scholar,” he chuckled and slapped my behind. I giggled and ran and jumped into the oversized cloud. I sat up on my elbows and looked at Cullen who was stalking towards the bed.
“Get under the fucking blankets and go to sleep Kenna because otherwise I will have my way with you all night and you have school tomorrow.” He stripped off his clothes and crawled onto the expansive bed and loomed over me.
“You, my dear, are going to be the best criminal lawyer New York has ever seen. So you need sleep,” he finished and kissed me hard on the lips. I lay flat on my back and he fell with me. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him as close as possible and then he broke our kiss and pulled away, breathing hard.
“Keep it up and tomorrow before school I will make your arse red raw for disobeying me,” he growled but I saw the dissolve in his eyes. He was softening as much as I was.
Afterspendingthenightcradled safely in Cullens arms, I woke to the smell of espresso coffee and a light touch stroking my nose. I unwillingly opened my eyes wondering how night time could have come and gone in the blink of an eye.
“Not a morning person Kenna?” He observed.
“Let me guess, you wake up early every morning with a skip in your step and hearing pretty birds chirping at first light?” I yawned and sat up to sip my coffee.
“Two jokes within twelve hours. Look at you go,” he chuckled.
“Mmm I am getting up,” I murmured more to myself and stood up taking another large mouthful of coffee. My body felt tender yet elated.
“I have your class last today,” Cullen said fully dressed, leaning back against his dresser and sipping his own coffee. I sighed. Back to reality. Our little bubble with just us two had really burst. Cullen tilted his head at my sigh and raised an eyebrow in a questioning look.
“Nothing just grumpy.” I lied. His jaw ticked and he carefully placed his coffee down and stalked closer to me.
“You're not telling me the truth Kenna,” he pressed with heat in his eyes that I was craving. I said nothing but my look must have given me away because his frown deepened and he clicked his tongue at me.
“Oh Kenna, if you wanted to be spanked before school you should have told me, now bend over,” he ordered.
“I'm still a bit sore from yesterday,”
“Bend over Kenna. You know lying to me is at the top of my list of things you don’t do,”
“Are you trying to make me a submissive or something?” I managed to say between heavy breaths. My mind was racing. Were we sick and twisted because words from my mouth were saying one thing but the rest of me was humming with excitement? My core was wet and I licked my lips in anticipation. Maybe I wanted my professor to look after me even if it meant I was his submissive. The thought excited me beyond all else.
“I want you to obey my very few, very minor rules. Call it want you wish though,” he uttered then sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me down over his knee in one fluid motion. He slowly lifted the hem of my t-shirt and his hand came down in one sweeping movement over my rear. I jumped at the shock of it. His hand came down again and then one final time leaving me hanging over his knee feeling stinging on my arse and in my red eyes from fighting back tears that were threatening to escape. I was definitely sick and twisted because that hurt. A lot more than the others but I felt satisfied now that Cullen had left his marks on me. I was more eager to start my day now. Waking up and finding Cullen was already showered and dressed while I was sleeping left a bitter taste in my mouth. I was becoming a fucking junkie and Cullen was my choice of drug.
Cullen rubbed my rear in a caring caress like he did after every time he spanked me. “School time my little scholar. Get dressed. There are clothes on the shelf in the wardrobe for you,” he murmured then carefully lifted me off him. He was back to treating me like I was the most fragile thing in the world. He placed two hands on either side of my face as I stood up and kissed me firmly on the lips and then left the room.
I went into the large wardrobe and glanced around. Cullen had rows of suits and a few sweaters in different colors in rows on both sides and shoes on a rack in the middle. On top of the large shoe rack were two piles of clothes, one pair of runners and ankle boots and a small paper bag was positioned beside them. I peered inside the bag and saw it held a range of bras and panties. I flicked through the folded clothes and saw dress pants and chiffon tops. There was one pair of blue jeans and a cashmere knitted top so I swiped them up and plucked random underwear from the bag.
I dressed quickly and downed the last of my coffee and left Cullens’ room to go to school with my teacher. Cullen was waiting for me when I went out into the main living area and he looked over my outfit top to bottom but said nothing. I internally smiled. Nice try Cullen, nice try. We both stepped into the elevator and I pulled my phone out to check it. I have a few messages from Millie and one from mum asking what day I would be coming home for Christmas. I chose to not respond to that one yet and slipped it back into my handbag. I was determined to enjoy my week with Cullen.
“Heading away for Christmas?” he asked me with an irritated look on his face.
“Maybe,” I replied and his jaw ticked but he just nodded.
“I have called you an uber to get to school. Have a good morning Kenna and don’t be late to class,” he gave me a slow smile but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. The doors pinged open and I stepped out into the main foyer rather than the underground car park like last night.
I left the elevator and didn’t look back. Surely Cullen wasn’t planning on spending Christmas with me. We have only just met. Bit soon to be doing the big family Christmas dinners together. And the thought of Cullen spending Christmas in my family home made me want to throw up. He would turn his nose up in disgust and never look at me the same. I shook my head to myself trying to shake away the heavy thoughts that served me no purpose to dwell on right now and I climbed into the waiting uber eager to get to class and try to have some normal even if it was just for one day.
Irushedintomyfirst period and went to our usual threesome at the back of the classroom. Claire and Kyan were huddled together holding hands and I smirked. So they must have sorted their shit out. Good on them. They looked blissfully happy. They waved to me as I made my way through the sea of tables.
“Hi team,” I greeted them both.
“Hi Kenna!” They both chanted at the same time then giggled. Cute - but now I wanted to gag.
“Let me know when the honeymoon period is over and I will hang out with you guys again,” I announced and slipped into my seat. They both laughed and looked at one another.