I’d waited too long. Letting him in my life as my target started my notice of him, but since he’d kidnapped me, this naughty fantasy of him doing just this was driving me insane.
“That’s a good girl.” He nipped at my lips, then sucked on my tongue, making out messily.
I groaned at the dual stretch. The combination of pressure with his finger and dick was too much to bear.
“Hold on,” he ordered as he sped up his thrusts. “Hold on so I can pound this sassy pussy.”
Arching into him, chasing that sweet friction of him against me, I rotated my arms so I could hang on to the ropes he’d used to bind me up. As I did as he ordered, he moved too. On his knees now, giving up on keeping his finger in my rear hole, he sat more upright with me impaled on his long shaft. His fingers dug into my ass as he held me aloft for him to ram into harder and faster. But it was when he dipped his head down to suck on my nipples that I lost it.
I came with blinding waves of bliss that caused stars to burst behind my closed lids.
Over and over, the pulse of relief coursed through me. Strangled, incoherent sounds lift my lips, but I hoped he’d understand what I meant.
He won.
I caved.
I didn’twantto go anywhere when he could reward me like this.
“Fuck me, Sadie. Oh, fuck me. I can’t wait any longer. I can’t—” He growled, clutching my ass as he pushed into me once more before his dick twitched deep inside my pussy. Wedged in so far like this, there was no separation from where I began and he ended.
He came, shooting his cum into my womb as I still trembled and quivered, a sated mess in his hands.
“I can’t…” he muttered, perhaps not even sure what the hell he intended to say as he collapsed over me, holding me close.
Whatever was on his mind would have to wait.
Like this, feeling the aftermath of an intense climax, I had to fully accept that I had been wrong.
I wasn’t befriending my kidnapper.
I wasn’t going soft for the man I was expected to arrest.
I was falling for him, too distorted and amazed by how we only made perfect sense together, fitted as one in the most intimate way two people ever could be. Closing my eyes, I dismissed the beginning of guilt and tried to stay in the moment.
Of bliss.
Of something like peace in a manner I never dreamed of finding—with him.
13
EMIL
Sadie didn’t try to run away. I doubted she would be able to run far, not at that fast speed with the endurance and stamina she proved she possessed when we ran from the Cartel thugs who’d found us at that other house.
I bet it was part of their territory, something I hadn’t considered or known when I broke into the empty house and used it as a safehouse to hide Sadie. It probably was an actual safehouse for the Cartel. Loaded with food like that, it seemed to be a planned hideout location.
It had served its purpose while it lasted.
Now, this other empty shack-like house would do us well too.
“I’m going to check the rest of the house,” I told her once I’d come.
We both lay there catching our breath for several minutes, but I couldn’t lower my guard all the way just yet. Not scoping out this place was irresponsible of me, and after helping myself to her like that, Iwasresponsible for her now.
“I’ll come with—” She tried to sit up, but her hands were still tied.
I smiled slightly. Reaching up to free her hands, I knew I’d never erase or forget the sight of her holding on tight and using her grip to push against me.
