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Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
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“Ryder?” She asked herself inwardly as her vision went black and the smell of leather hit her nostrils, coupled with the hot air enveloping her in the stuffiness of the trunk. Ryder was his name; that had to be it. Soon, she sensed the car's movement as they hit the road, and panic struck in her guts. Her first instinct was to scream and let him know she was trapped in his trunk; even though it sounded sensible, she wouldn't miss a golden opportunity like this to tail him to wherever he was headed. It was either now or never. By the way, what did she plan on saying if he asked how she got in there in the first place? He'd probably report her to the cops for trespassing. And that was the last thing she needed. Feeling her surroundings with her elbow, “Ahh!” She yelped when a screwdriver pricked her elbow as he took a rough U-turn. Did he change plans? She was about to ponder on his possible next move when it dawned on her that she had made a sound. Subsequently, t
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On second thought, he didn't need it urgently. A kid was his hostage this time, not one of his usual captives that were mostly washed out soldiers -whom the Costa Nostras have cancelled- Cee, Cee, the voice in his head whispered her name like the adverse effect of nicotine that he wished the image of her voluptuous ass wasn't engraved in his memory. Peeking through her window, pretending to take selfies while she took pictures of him. Talking on the phone too loudly while she stole glances at him from the rooftop and wetting a spot in her garden for hours just to catch a glimpse of him when he stepped out. Every single one of her tactics he knew them all but pretended to be oblivious to let her get bored and move on, yet this fat-ass, pretty-faced redhead didn't seem to be budging. He loathed her for attempting to catch him off guard when he was a master of his craft. Does she think her petty reporter degree can wield enough power to unhinge him and get his ass thrown in
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His hunter-like gaze penetrated into her bulgy green eyes before it traveled down to the plump of her lips, which had now become chapped from the cold. He imagined moisturizing them with his cum while the vision of her tight lips stretched out to take his thick shaft began to build his bulge. At that point his eyes roamed down to her small breast—which he guessed had taut pink nipples—down to her luscious big booty, that he had to look away before he lost all rationality. “I'll give you the golden opportunity to run off and dodge my bullets, and if you make it out without getting hit, that's your luck.” He offered, danger looming in his tone as his stare swept over her form till it landed on her behind, and he swallowed. He was a bad liar, and he knew that. She caught him kidnapping the girl without his mask, meaning this had become a two-way street. Either she died by his gun, or he kept her hostage for her safety unless the Cosa Nostra would find her, and when they did
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Maintaining his composure, he ran his palm down the side of his face like a form of self-control technique before he returned his stoic stare on her. “Ignore my question one more time, Cee, and this will whip your ass instead. Now.” He commanded, his Italian accent mixing with the cruel authority of his tone that assured her this handsome kidnapper here never bluffed. “You asked too many questions. How am I supposed to remember the exact one?” She asked in exasperation, straining to keep her voice lower as the corner of her eyes searched for a defensive weapon to snatch. When he leaned forward to reach for her face, she threw herself off the bed and bolted to the door. “Come closer and I'll- she grabbed one of the empty bottles of scotch near the door, pointing it at him with a trembling arm. "Don't even think about that.” He warned, his calculative eyes watching her steps as he leaped towards her, dodging the bottle in time before it shattered against the wall behind him.
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Strangely, a sense of disappointment wrenched her guts, but she masked it off with a sharp laugh. “Really? You're letting me go. What happened to your big talks about my punishment and keeping my mouth shut?” She asked, her eyes flickering between the ajar door and his stoic expression. He only strolled to the other end of the room to grab his pack of cigarettes and then lit one. “Aren't you happy to leave? Anyone else would have fled by now.” He said idly, leaning his weight against the window before he pushed it open and puffed out into the air. Ciara's mouth only parted to form words that didn't make it out as she walked backward. “I don't trust that you won't shoot me if I turn around.” She admitted, her heartbeat thudding in her ears. With his back to her, he swept his tongue across his teeth as he spotted the rustling of leaves in the woods. “If you know where you'd find yourself the moment you step out of this facility. You'd beg me to shoot you right now.” He adv
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Her cheeks burned so hard that she looked anywhere but at him. “Give them back. I'm cold.” She lied. Even as her walls clenched tightly, she pressed her thighs together for the sake of her dignity. If it was the last thing the heavens did for her, she inwardly begged them to stop her cum from dripping on the floor. “You were wet for me? For a kidnapper.” He repeated the term she used for him, his palm splaying at the low of her back while her gaze remained averted. “In your dreams.” She retorted, wriggling from his hold but to no avail as his grip around her grew firmer. “Thirteen, fourteen. At this point I might stop counting and give you the befitting punishment I have in mind.” He said. Glaring at him, she tried to look neutral, but her cum was threatening to pool around her, and she knew she had to salvage the situation before it got out of hand. She had to convince him to let her go to the bathroom in order to wash up. “What did I do now? You won't kill me but
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She found herself standing on her toes, eyes screwed shut and her neck tilted to give him more room to run his tongue down to her shoulder when, “Mommy, look, they kissing.” Walter cried, stretching his little arm towards the duo while a chubby blonde woman wrapped his wrist in her hand as they hurried by. The little glutton's voice was enough to snap her back to her senses, although what seemed more degrading was how suddenly Ryder pulled back before she did. As though she had been the one to initiate the foul play in the first place, but then it clicked on her as she watched how he briefly glanced at Mrs. Bhat—the landlord's wife. “Shhhh.” Mrs. Bhat slightly scolded Walter, then turned to the duo as her mouth slackened with an apologetic smile. “Kids. They can be too chatty sometimes.” She giggled. Now Ciara knew Ryder had switched from his captor attitude to feigning a romantic act the moment Mrs. Bhatt and Walter were in sight.And she…. Christ! For a second she had t
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“Ouch.” She suddenly whimpered when she felt his knee between her thighs. “Concentrate and spread those legs for me like a good girl." His baritone voice croaked as his arousal burned him deep, stretching his muscles. This little reporter's waist was so small, similar to a rubber band, that he could stretch and snap in one go, and her soft ass, merde! - Fuck- would be the death of him, he had to admit. Safe for the iota of Alpha male pride in him, he'd have disposed of all this punishment saga and fucked her from behind till she zonked out. “You want to spank me there?” She asked, but it didn't sound like a question, more like an invitation because of how she subtly rocked her hips. Wicked girl, what was she doing this for? A tempting smirk slackened his lips as he rolled his tongue in his mouth. In his own words, he'd have rephrased her question into an actual action, ‘I want to whip your puttana—pussy.’ Stifling a groan at his own dirty thought, he held onto the side o
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Ashley's POV “Watch me make the tables turn, brat.” She spat before marching out, and I felt annoyed with myself for feeling sorry earlier. “Old hag.” I said under my breath as she slammed the door shut behind her, leaving me to my thoughts. Well, at least my clothes were back. A little light shone in my expression as I got to arranging my clothes, and then it clicked that I hadn't called Gracie for an entire week. Remembering her threat that if I fail to call for a whole week, she'd make sure she finds her way to me by all means, whether I liked it or not. At the time, I had no choice but to give her the fake address she insisted on having. Christ, I'm sure she wouldn't be able to even reach me since Cain had my phone as per the contract rules which said I would be cut off from the outside world during my six-month stay in their house. Ruffling my hair in panic, I quickly slipped into the first pair of clothes that I got my hands on and stepped out to find Cain. Of
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Ashley's POV “Open up, Master Marvin!” Hilda shouted, her knocks growing harder and more urgent, and I could see every spark of lust leave Marvin's eyes as he let my nipple go with a pop. Still steadying my breaths from my journey of orgasm, I looked away as he stepped back from me only to scan my body with a frisky smirk. “Too bad I won't stick around to clean you up.” The sarcasm ringing from his tone was obvious as his stare glued to the milky drops trickling from my inner thighs. Turning away, I silently prayed for the ground to split up and swallow me. Clearly, it was written all over his face that he used me for the fun of it. My nose flared as I turned back to him to give a piece of my mind, but he had already made his way out of the bathroom. For a silly moment, I was going to stomp out and follow him, then the realization hit me, and I clicked my teeth. ‘You’re naked, Eve.’ The tiny voice in my head mocked. Thank you, universe, for making me a 21st-century
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Ashley's POV “What's wrong?” I asked in the haze of lust. I'm sure I would have snapped my neck before I asked him that on a normal day. Of course, it was giving pick-me-vibes. Not until he said, “Touch yourself while I suck you, and I want you to scream my name while you're at it.” He ordered, I almost snapped out of my lust haze and refused him when he lifted his body slightly, then buried his face in my collarbones and began to suck it in. The first gasp I released was long and strained as I tilted my head back, my eyes popping out of their sockets at the adrenaline burst. “Come on, fatso, touch that soft, fat meat of yours.” He croaked, wrapping his hand around my nape while his other hand flicked at my nipples as he continued sucking. With how desperately he was sucking me, I might be on my way to cardiac arrest with the way I rocked my hips against the walls in the heat of excitement.How it turned me on, goodness. Slowly tracing my finger down my belly butt
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Ashley's POV I wasn't supposed to be feeling the lick of heat from Marvin's hot tongue as he swirled it around my nipple, but my nails dug into his shoulders instinctively, my eyes widening in the fullness of ecstasy. No way! This wasn't the reaction I expected from myself. I should be filled with disgust, clawing my fingers at his hair and ripping the strands off for even as much as touching me, but here I was— “Get your hands off me.” I hissed, hoping it sounded more harsh than I intended. In fact, my eyes rolling at the back of my head contradicted my words, and he groaned against my breast. “With the way you're trembling already, I think it's best if I keep my hands on you.” The words almost didn't make it out of his mouth as his hot breath fanned the pores of my bare bosom, and I quivered. I made subtle attempts to push him off me, but it was as though my sixth sense kept pulling him more onto myself that I felt as if I had been divided into a double personality. One tha
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Marvin's POV “What are you doing?” She asked, panic evident in her tone. Pausing for a bit, I raked my fingers through my hair before rolling my tongue across my teeth as though to soak up how my mouth was watering at the knowledge of her being naked. “Breaking you out unless you want to rot in there.” I responded, knowing fully well I was exaggerating. But I didn't give a care in the world. Fuck the damn contract. I wanted Ashley right now, whether Cain liked it or not. “I don't need your help. Just go away.” She yelled as I continued yanking at the doorknob. Then I stopped again. Before alerting the entire household of my little break-in, I left and then returned with a key man. Unlike in the movies, I couldn't unlock a bolt with a fucking needle. That was bullshit. Only a key man would know what to use in this case since it was their job. “Don't you dare come in. He says he'd deal with anybody that tries to get me out.” She said, terror ringing in her tone. But I knew
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Marvin's POV “And where have you been, Mr. Rancher?” I asked my twin, clenching my teeth and grinning all at once. He took one hard look at me before completely releasing me and walking around his table to take a seat. “I'm busy. Just spit out whatever you got to stay and leave.” He rapped, burying his head in his damn work like the fucking workaholic I knew he was. Well, may the good Lord help him drown in a pool of horseshit and do more work. But as for me, I was going to rewind because I needed to give myself flowers for getting off Ashley's mirror pic for days when she lived just next door. If only she knew how I've wrenched orgasm after orgasm from that one picture like a drooling dog, she'd have filed charges of sexual harassment already. Shoving my hands into my pocket, I had a stern look as I glanced over the stack of papers on the desk. “The sheriff's been acting up a little too much these days. While I want to give him a little warning, what should we do abou
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Cain's POV “Give me the showerhead.” “Please hurry. Some soap got in my eyes!” She cried, blindly swinging her ass to and fro as she searched for support. I had been so engrossed feasting my eyes on her thighs that I forgot to move for a while. When she managed to turn around, the swing of her hands brushed past my pants, and for a second I thought my angry shaft was going to sprout out of my pants in impatience. That did it. Because I reached for the showerhead, putting it over her face while her breathing went ragged as she washed the soap off. Taking out a small towel, I offered it to her, which she used to wipe her face. “Thank y-o-u—her words choked in her throat as her eyes widened at me, and she screamed, “What are you doing here?” She almost jumped into the bathtub as she staggered backward. Letting my lips tug to the corner in derision, I stepped close to her, “Really? You're asking me that in my own house.” With the way she was plastered against the
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Cain's POV “What the hell are you standing there for?” I asked Hilda, who looked beyond shocked as she hurried to me. She tried to maintain eye contact but couldn't hold it with the iciness in my eyes. “She insisted on bringing it in herself,” she argued. I gave her a dirty look, and she shrank back into her shell. “I'm sorry.” She apologized, going back to grab hold of Ashley's bag, but I didn't miss the glare she sent Ashley's way as she walked past. Screwing my housekeeper was one thing, but letting her know her place every now and then was another thing. I didn't bother to ask if she was okay as she leaned her weight against the shelf in our living room, rubbing on her arms with her face scrunched up in pain. Turning my back to her, I started walking towards my home office. “Hilda will show you to your room, and you're not to step out without my permission. Am I understood?” I asked from over my shoulder, and when I didn't get the desired quick response, I paused. Cleari
