Page 9 of Biker's Hostage

“It’s when I was born,” he replied. I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

“Oh, I didn’t realize you were so...”

I trailed off before I could finish what I was saying, but he had already clocked on to it.

“Old?” he finished up for me, a slight smile quirking up the corners of his lips. Yeah, that’s what I was going to say. He didn’t seem that much older than me, but in reality, he was nearly 15 years my senior. Which meant, of course, that he had a lot of experience on me...

“No, I didn’t mean old,” I replied, shifting a little closer to him. I could smell his scent—motor oil and tobacco—clinging to his skin. From this angle, I could see that he hadn’t shaved for a little while, and there was a dark smattering of stubble on his jaw. I could almost imagine how it would have felt underneath my fingertips, which seemed to itch with eagerness to lay hands on him.

“So what did you mean?” he asked, his voice dropping slightly, his eyes locking on to mine. We were so close to each other now, all it would have taken was one little motion, and I could have been kissing him. Even though I should have been focused on talking more than kissing, my mind couldn’t help but wander.

“I guess I meant...” I breathed, my eyes drawn down to his mouth for a moment. Fuck. What the hell was going on right now? I knew he could feel it, too. I could see it written all over his face.

I shifted slightly, moving closer to him, and that seemed to break the spell. Suddenly, he pulled away from me, yanking his hand out from under mine and getting to his feet.

“I just came to give you water,” he told me gruffly as he headed for the door. “Not for...” He trailed off. He didn’t need to say what was on his mind. We both knew, no matter how much I wished I could deny it. Fuck!

“I know, I’m...” I blurted out. Shit, was I about to apologize to him? To the man who had kidnapped me? No, no way. No way was I going to allow myself to apologize to him, not after everything he had done to me. Shit, I felt like I was losing it.

He headed out of the room before I could say another word, and the moment I heard the lock slide back into place, I let out a frustrated groan and flopped back on to the bed again. Dammit, I didn’t know what had come over me. I had forgotten where I was, what I was doing here, why I had come to this place in the first place, and allowed myself to be taken in by the sheer intensity of my attraction to him.

But I wasn’t going to let myself get distracted. Not when I needed to be focused on my freedom. I knew my father would be frantic with worry by now, and there was no way in hell I was going to allow him to deal with that alone. No, he had taught me better than that. I knew how to stand up for myself, and I was going to do everything I could to free myself.

And not to let this flirtation be anything other than the pure function it was supposed to be.

Chapter Six – Zane

I tipped my head up and breathed in a deep, ragged breath, sucking down air and trying to pull myself back together. What the fuck was wrong with me? Letting a girl get into my head like that... Shit, and a girl I had kidnapped, no less. I needed to clear my head. Now.

I strode to the bathroom, flexing my hand at my side, all too aware of how good her fingers had felt tracing over the tattoo on my knuckles. I had seen it the moment I had walked into the room, that there was something different about her, the glint in her eye that told me something had shifted in her head, something had changed. It bothered me. More than it should have.

It had been a long time since I had been close to a woman like that, through my own choice. I had been so distracted with everything that had been going on with my brother. I hadn’t for a moment allowed myself to consider any real desire. I’d noticed a few women trying to catch my eye as I drank alone at bars, but I’d brushed them off. If they knew the person I really was underneath this, what I was truly planning, they would never have looked at me twice.

But her? She was different. It was just the two of us, alone here, and there was something about being this close to her that left me... wanting. She was hot as hell, and it was obvious she knew it. She was trying to use it to get under my skin, could have been planning to make a break for it the first chance she got as soon as she had me distracted. No way would she have flipped on me that fast, not without there being something behind it.

I stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower, undressing quickly. There was only one surefire way to get her out of my mind, and that was to... well, handle the hard-on that had risen in my jeans when she had laid hands on me.

I stepped beneath the water, tipping my head back and letting it course along my body, washing away the feel of her fingertips on my skin. Her touch was soft, eager, like she was hungry for more. But I wasn’t going to give her that. No matter how much I wanted to throw her down on to that bed, rip off her panties, and...

Fuck. I slid my hand down and wrapped it around my cock, promising myself that I would allow myself just this one time to fantasize about her. The quicker I got off, the quicker I could be done with it.

I closed my eyes, leaning my head back against the wall behind me, and let my mind wander. To her, on that bed, naked, her red hair splayed around her head, those green eyes gazing up at me, lips slightly parted as she breathed my name. Me on top of her, lowering myself down to her, taking my sweet time so I could take in that expression on her face, enjoy how hungry she looked for me... make her wait till she was begging to feel my cock inside of her...

I gritted my teeth and stroked myself, working my cock from base to tip to the image of her in my mind. I could almost imagine the little noises she would make as I inched closer to her, guiding my cock to her waiting pussy, how sweet those pink lips would look as she spread them for me, practically coaxing me into her, hips grinding against the air, slit slick with her own juices.

The water rushed over me as I continued to stroke my cock, picturing the look on her face as I sank into her for the first time. Fuck, I could almost feel her pussy wrapped around me, her tightness and wetness drawing me in deeper and deeper, like she never wanted me to pull away. Her hands on my back, fingernails digging into my skin, raking along me like she was addicted and needed more.

I could feel myself getting close, and she was just a room or two away. And she had looked so desperate for me before, like she could hardly wait to get her hands on me, her mouth just inches from mine. All these fantasies, I knew I could make them true in just a matter of moments, watch her cheeks as they flushed with want at the feel of me...

All at once, I felt it, my cock throbbing in my hand as I came over the edge and into my release. I let out a groan through my teeth, biting back anything louder, not wanting her to know that it had worked on me, her flirtation, not wanting to give her any kind of proof that she was inside my head.

I came hard, the orgasm rocking all the way from the soles of my feet up through my chest, the warmth spreading through every inch of my body. I panted, shrinking cock still in my hand, and the images of her, begging for me inside of her, still filling my head.

I finished up the shower and headed out, grabbing my phone, forcing myself into distraction with anything I could get my hands on. I didn’t care what it was—I had to do something to force her out of my mind. It was too dangerous to let her stay there. Her presence in my head, it was too much of a risk for me to take, when she was my one ticket to getting revenge for my brother.

I dialed the number to the Kennels. I had managed to pick it up from a guy who knew the place, someone I’d run into at one of the bars I had been skulking around at while I had been waiting to make my move.

Now that they’d had some time to stress the fuck out about what had been happening, I was going to give them my ultimatum: Pay me several million dollars to get her back, or I would kill Chelsea.

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