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Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
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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
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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 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 of her
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“Stay put, it's just ice.” He said idly, sitting at the edge of the couch with a bowl of cold water in his hand. She couldn't believe she lived to take all those whips and even being capable of feeling something on her numb ass cheeks. “You almost killed me. Now you're tending to it.” She sneered, unable to vent properly as she soon started flinching with the towel pressed onto her skin. Without as much as lifting a brow, he continued massaging her like it was his sworn duty on earth. “You signed your death date the moment you jumped into my trunk. Thought you knew that already." he taunted, then moved through a door she vaguely suspected was his room, then he returned with a syrup. Really? He had to rub her biggest mistake in her face even in this tormenting moment. She wriggled her butt in agony as he kneaded the ointment on her ass, his touch more intimate than how her previous relationships with men who only loved bombed her always felt. Purring at the relief his af
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