by Julia Derek
The very idea of this excited me more than I had ever thought possible.
I knew something about that was very, very wrong, but I didn’t care. Whatever happened would happen and there was nothing I could do about it but try to enjoy the moment. So that was what I intended to do. Nothing about this made sense anyway. Why we were here. What was happening to us.
Chase flipped me over then so that I was lying on top of him instead.
“You’re so damned sexy,” he mumbled into my ear, caressing my back with light fingers. He continued moving his hands down over my butt that he grabbed and squeezed. “And you have the greatest ass. Sit up so I can see you.”
I put my palms against his hard chest and pushed myself up, straddling his hips, feeling his big erection against my wetness. He looked at me with those dark, gleaming eyes while stroking my arms, my shoulders, my breasts. “I always thought you were so incredibly hot. From the very first moment I saw you I wanted to be like this with you. I’ve thought about it for years.”
Years? What was he talking about? We had only known each other for a little more than two months. But before I could ask him what he was talking about, he spoke again.
“Sit on my face. I want to eat you.”
The idea of this turned me on so much that I soon forgot what he had said; maybe what he had really meant was months anyway. With his help, I slid up his lean body until I ended up over his mouth, just the way he wanted, and I could feel his tongue beginning to lick me. He spread my legs apart wider with his hands so he could get better access.
Oh, God, this guy really knew what he was doing… I let out a moan to show him my appreciation. His tongue went faster and faster over my most sensitive parts, disappearing inside me every now and then. He grabbed my buttocks and pressed me down over his face so he could get further inside me with his tongue. I arched my back, thinking about how any moment I could hear those boots approaching our bedroom door. Even though I didn’t think anything good would ever come out of that, the thought of it still excited me so much I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm build inside me, heating up my stomach and making my toes start to curl.
Chase came up for some air then, telling me how he wanted me to come all over his face, before pulling me back down again. As soon as his tongue touched my clit now the first warm wave of release started to roll through me, like an immensely pleasant waterfall that poured over me in slow motion, imbuing all my nerve endings with electricity and ending up between my legs. Sensing that I was coming, Chase grabbed hold of my thighs and kept licking me as wave after wave of glittering pleasure went through me, prolonging it with the way he let his tongue glide over me lighter and lighter.
I shuddered violently as he kept the orgasm going and going. It seemed to be never-ending, but then finally the intensity of it began to decrease and I could feel how Chase loosened his grip around my thighs. When the last roll of it had faded, I slid down his body so my face ended up near his and then I collapsed on top of him.
He kissed my head lightly and wrapped his arms around my back as I just lay there. I rested my head in the crook of his neck and shoulder.
“Feeling better?” he asked softly.
“Yeah, I am.” It was true. I was feeling a lot better. Like a new person. All the tension that had built up inside me throughout the day had vanished and I was immensely relaxed. I pushed myself back up so that I was facing Chase again. He was gazing at me with an expectant face.
I put my palms on his chest and played with the dark hair there and smiled at him.
“What?” he asked.
“Do you know what would make me feel even better?”
“Tell me.”
I bit my lip. “Feeling you inside me.”
His lips curled into a wicked little grin. “There’s no place I’d rather be …” The grin died a little and a wrinkle appeared in his forehead. “But I don’t have any condoms.”
“I don’t care. I need to feel you inside me. Besides, I really don’t want anything between us anyway.”
He grabbed my hips and flipped me around. As I spread my legs, I could feel him guide himself inside me, slowly sliding into me all the way to the hilt while holding my gaze.
It felt so good I gasped with delight. He smiled down at me and placed my legs over his elbows, all the while continuing to bury himself inside me, each time reaching deeper. Amazingly, I could feel another orgasm beginning to build at the pit of my stomach, warm and big and with the potential of being even more intense than the first one.
“Come with me, Elisa,” he muttered between moans, looking down at me with half closed eyes. “I know you can, baby. I won’t come until you come again…”
Those words were all I needed to hear for my center to contract and then another wave of heaven enveloped me, shaking me to the core. Hearing Chase urge me to come for him at the same time as I felt him about to come himself propelled me into an orgasm so intense I was sure I’d become airborne. I squeezed my eyes shut. At some point, Chase pulled out of me and he came over my stomach, groaning loudly. As he settled down, he collapsed on top of me, his semen sticking us together. I don’t know how long we stayed like that; all I knew was that I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want to return back to this strange room where armed thugs controlled us, roughed us up, enjoyed toying with our minds.
But of course the moment had to end eventually. I opened my eyes slowly and my surroundings came into focus, sharpening with each second that went by. Soon, I was back in our prison where anything could happen, where we were at the mercy of a woman who probably didn’t have anything good in store for us. Well, at least I’m feeling a lot better now, I tried cheering myself.
Chase pushed himself up on his elbows and glanced down at me, his face serious.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“That it was really nice,” I said. “And how happy I am none of those psychos came back to interrupt us.”
His face darkened and he looked toward the bedroom door. “Yeah, that would not have been good. Well, now I’m pretty sure they’re not bugging us or surely they’d have come just to fuck with us.”
“Ha! Yeah, and literally too for sure…” I shuddered at this thought now.
“Still, we better not take for granted that they can’t hear us somehow…” His gaze returned to me and his facial expression changed, turning softer. “So you don’t regret any of this then?” There was a faint but very distinct note of worry in his voice.
I pulled his head down so I could kiss him. “No, you gave me exactly what I wanted and needed. I’m feeling so much better now.”
He smiled, looking relieved. “I’m glad.” Then he frowned. “What was it that made you scream like that in the bathroom?”
An image of the big, ugly rat flashed through my mind and I instantly stiffened.
Chase grabbed my arms, his smile disappearing. “What’s wrong, Elisa? What happened in there?”
“It wasn’t that bad. Just a big rat ran across the floor. I hate rats.”
“Oh, a rat.” He relaxed and smiled again. Then he whispered, “Well, if there are rats in there, we definitely need to get the hell out of here, huh?”
I glared at him. “Don’t make me start hating you again…”
He ran a finger along my cheek. “Sorry. I was just happy to hear it was something I could actually take care of fairly easily. Rats don’t bother me. Met plenty of them when I was growing up.”
Giving me a quick kiss, he pushed himself off me and reached for his boxer briefs. “We’d better get dressed. As nice as it is to lie naked with you here, we need to face reality.” Lowering his voice, he added, “We’ve gotta find a way to get out of here.”
Chapter Seven
Chase was right, of course. Even if what had just happened between us had been a nice surprise and much needed break, we had to get the hell out of this place. I pushed myself up from the bed as well and searched for my panties. Where had Chase put them?
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“Um, I could use those panties now,” I said as he slipped into his pants and buckled his belt.
He gazed at me with a half smile and a raised brow. “Oh, so those were your panties then … I’m glad they didn’t turn out to be the mystery woman’s.”
He stuck his hand down his pocket and pulled out a black bundle that he extended to me. “Here you go. They’re nice, by the way.” He winked at me.
“Shut up,” I said and took them, inexplicably blushing despite that we now were very intimately familiar with one another. I was beginning to worry that the ease with which I turned red was related to some kind of medical condition because this was ridiculous. I got to my feet and slipped into the panties. As I looked toward the bathroom door and opened my mouth to ask Chase if he could take care of the rat, I noted to my surprise that it was halfway open. I froze.
Didn’t Chase close that door when he carried me out of there? I could have sworn I’d seen him kick it shut out of the corner of my eye. Well, maybe he had, but it hadn’t closed entirely and then opened further. Which meant that disgusting rat could easily have crept out into the bedroom. Imagine it would’ve jumped on top of us when we were… Ew… The very thought of this made my skin crawl. I jumped back onto the bed at the same time as I shook myself to get the horrible image out of my head.
Chase stopped in the middle of putting on his shirt. “What happened? Are you okay?”
“No.” I pointed toward the bathroom door. “The rat might have come out here. The door is open.”
Chase laughed. “Let me make sure you’re safe, my dear.”
“Yes, please do.” I knew I was acting like a total damsel in distress, but I honestly feared the idea of running into that rat again almost as much as I worried about what would happen to us.
Chase walked up to the bathroom and closed the door. “Well, if it’s in here in the bedroom with us, it won’t go anywhere. Not if it’s as big as you say it is anyway.” He sank down on his knees and searched under the bed, taking his time. When he seemed satisfied nothing was there, he carefully went through the rest of the room, the wastebasket and the space under the big dresser.
“This room is definitely rat free,” he said finally and stood back up. “Let me check the bathroom now.”
He went over to the bathroom and opened the door slowly, peering inside. As he did, I kept staring at his feet, convinced I’d see the rat come racing between his legs and toward me. Fortunately, nothing came.
“I’ll close the door after me so it can’t come in here, okay?” he said, throwing a glance over his shoulder in my direction.
“Okay,” I replied and watched him walk into the bathroom and close the door behind him. I could hear him moving around in there, opening and closing things, doing things to the shower curtain. Probably putting it back up. He must have spent at least a couple minutes in the bathroom before he opened the door and stuck his head out into the bedroom.
“No rats in here either and there are no holes it could’ve come out of,” he said.
I frowned at him. “Well, a huge disgusting rat did run over my feet in there. I’m not making it up.”
“I’m not saying you are. Just that now it’s gone.” He glanced into the bathroom, then back to me again. “I’m pretty sure I know how it got in here in the first place.”
“Really? How?”
“Through the bathroom window. It must’ve climbed the wire that’s attached to the wall right outside. With something to grab onto with its claws, it’s a piece of cake for it to get up here.”
I stared at him, disgusted and terrified at the same time. “Are you telling me rats can climb up walls?”
He smiled. “Absolutely. Rodents are great climbers.”
“ Ew. So gross!” A shiver went through me as I imagined the big rodent crawl up the wall outside the window I’d spent so much time staring out earlier today. Now I was even more scared of the little pests. I had no idea they were like friggin’ Spiderman.
“Good news is, it must’ve left through the window too, cause I can’t find it anywhere in here. And I promise I looked everywhere. It probably came in earlier when we first opened the window and hung out here until it decided it didn’t like you taking that second shower. Rats don’t like steam and water. Did you not close the shower curtain during your second shower?”
I thought about that. Had I kept it open, allowing more steam to get into the rest of the bathroom? Yeah, I did keep it open that time… I had also splashed a lot of water around when I cleaned the blouse. It must have landed on the bathroom tiles. “Yeah, I kept it open that time,” I confirmed for him.
He nodded. “Makes sense then. Well, it’s gone now and I’ve closed the window, so it can’t get back in. Or any other rats for that matter. We should keep the window closed.”
“Don’t worry. I will never again open that window. You sure it’s gone?”
“Yeah. I’ve literally checked everywhere. There are no holes in the walls or in the ceiling or anywhere else in here, so it has to have come through that window.” He disappeared for a moment, then returned with my clothes in his hands. “Want these?”
I left the bed and took them from him. “Yeah. Thanks.”
“I think I’ll take a quick shower now that I’m in here.” His eyes flashed naughtily and he added in a low tone, “If I didn’t think we’d better spend the rest of our energy on coming up with exit strategies, I’d ask you to join me …”
I smiled at him. My stomach became warm with excitement and my privates tingled pleasantly. Unfortunately, he was right; we couldn’t afford to let ourselves go like that again, no matter how nice it would be.
“See you in a few,” he said and closed the door. I could hear the shower turn on.
I put on my skirt and bra and blouse, eyeing the Subway paper bag on the floor that contained my food. After the rat incident, I’d completely lost my appetite, but I knew it was best that I ate something anyway. In order to get out of here, both Chase and I needed all our strength and brain power. I’d wait to eat until Chase returned, however.
I walked up to the window and thought about the hour that had passed and what I had done. I’d slept with my boss—whom I used to detest—and not only had I liked it, I don’t think I had ever enjoyed sex as much as I had with him. Not that I was that experienced, but still. As amazing as it had been, I thought it meant something. Was it just him or was it also because of our highly unusual circumstances? Had the idea of those thugs barging in on us, catching us in the act, made a difference? Maybe, maybe not. All I knew was that I didn’t regret it. It had been exactly what I needed in that moment and I was feeling much calmer now. Well, as calm as one could feel when one was kidnapped and had no idea why or whether we would even get out of here alive.
The holes in the black material covering the window caught my eye then. There were several more holes in those boards now. Faint light seeped through them, which told me it was still light outside despite that it must be seven at night already. A chill rolled down my spine when I thought about how the thug might have hit and killed someone with all those shots. It seemed impossible no one would’ve been hit. Wait a sec… If someone had been shot, wouldn’t the police come here soon and figure out the shots had come from this house? Of course, if we were in a bad area of the city, I guessed it could take days before someone even cared that someone lay dead on the ground…
I sighed, the little excitement that had filled me at the thought of hearing sirens any moment leaving me.
I leaned forward and took a closer look at the many holes in the boards. A strong whiff of cool air suddenly entered through them that felt refreshing against my face and neck. Well, at least we could stop worrying about it getting stuffy in the room now… I noted that a few of the shots were very close to the edges of the window. Whatever hinges might exist just had to be weaker now. When Chase returned, I’d tell him that; maybe he’d be able to move the wall at last.
He opened the bath
room door then, a bath towel wrapped around his slim hips, his clothes in his hands. As I took in the gorgeous sight of him, I couldn’t help but bite my lip, excitement building inside me again.
Staring at me, he stopped in his tracks. “Don’t do that.”
“What? What am I doing?”
“Don’t bite your lip like that or I won’t be able to stop myself from jumping on top of you. And you know we can’t do that again.”
My fingers went to my lips. “Oh. Okay. Sorry.”
He gave a little smile. “No worries. I’d love it if you did it some other time though…”
Of course I turned into a tomato again. I rolled my eyes at myself.
“Hurry up and put on your clothes,” I said. “I wanna show you something.” I nodded toward the windows.
“I think I know what you’re referring to already,” he said and removed the towel and quickly put on his boxer briefs. I tried my hardest not to gawk at him as he did, not wanting him to think it was the first time I’d seen a man change so casually in front of me. It wasn’t, but he might be the hottest one I’d ever seen naked and he didn’t have to know that. I was sure he was a lot more experienced than I was and I didn’t see why he should know about that, either. No one got that skilled with their mouth and tongue without having undergone tons of practice. I instantly made myself stop thinking about all the girls he must have been with, as it made me incredibly uncomfortable.
He was soon fully dressed again and came up to me. Putting an arm around my shoulders like it was the most natural thing in the world, he pulled me close and whispered, “I already tried moving those boards or whatever the hell they are when you were in the shower. They’re still not moving much.”
