Page 26 of Accidental Abduction

“Hmm,” he hummed, and I jumped as his facial hair scraped down the side of my neck, his full lips following. Either he’d taken the mask off, or pushed it out of the way, but he made no move to remove mine again. I cursed against the tabletop in front of me as his teeth scraped my sensitive skin, biting down on my nape as his large hands pushed my cropped top up.

“Fuck,” I panted in a whimpery moan as his teeth sunk in further, his fingertips expertly pinching my nipples until they were hard.

“I think you like it when I touch you like this. Don’t you? You want me to show how out of control you make me. How feral I’ve felt all night. So desperate to mark you so you know exactly who you belong to.”

My heart pounded against the hard surface, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes at the thought of him really wanting that. Wantingmeto belong to him.

“Answer me.”

I hesitated and he leaned away, my body feeling cold as the warmth of him disappeared.

“Yes,” I gasped as he reached beneath me, pulling at the button on my shorts. He wiggled them down, until I felt the bite of the cold air on my overheated skin.

“Fuck, this ass,” he growled, his fingers digging into my exposed flesh hard enough he was bound to leave a mark. One I wouldslowly watch fade days from now wishing I could ink it onto my skin.

With hurried movements, he yanked the denim down my thighs, large hands bracing my calves as he pulled my shorts free. The cool surface of the table cooled the burn slightly, but as I heard the scrape of a chair on the wood floor behind me, I was suddenly on fire.

Fingertips traced between my legs, sliding in the moisture his filthy mouth had inspired and I whimpered, desperate for him to finally stop teasing me.

“Don’t get shy on me now. I want to hear your moans. There’s no one here to hear you scream but me. We’re just getting started, my naughty girl.”

Charley

“Oh God,” I moanedas Hudson slowly pushed a finger inside, hooking it forward and pressing down while he pinned me in place with a firm hand on my lower back. It left me nowhere to go, and when his foot kicked my legs apart, I called out, the muscles in my thighs straining to keep me from falling.

“You look so fucking hot like this,” he groaned, pressing his hips forward so I could feel how hard he was through his jeans. I wanted to scream for him to fuck me already, but when the pressure from my back disappeared and his large palm connected with the exposed skin of my ass, I suddenly wanted him to spank me more.

“Again,” I groaned as he kneaded the skin roughly, the sting of his palm fading into something pleasurable.

“Fuck, I think you like this. You just got so wet.” He added a second finger, slowly fucking me with them both as I wiggled my hips to get more friction. “You are a filthy, wet, desperate mess.”

“More,” I pleaded, almost frantic for him to do it again.

“Such a demanding little thing,” he taunted, his palm smacking down again at a slightly different angle before he soothed away the sting. “And you mark so well for me. I can see your fair skin turning pink already.”

“Make it redder.”

“It’s like you think you’re in charge here.” I could tell he was amused by my needy reaction, but I craved more. I wanted to feel the burn of his handprint rising on my flesh.

“More.” I changed the tone of my voice to reflect the desperation I felt, and he obliged, the impact of his large palm making a smacking noise that was bordering on obscene.

“You’resofucking wet.“ His low voice matched my frantic need, and I whined as he withdrew his fingers. The sound of the chair scraping against the floor again had me shaking in anticipation, and a moan escaped when his hands pulled my ass cheeks apart, the tip of tongue sweeping between my legs. “And your taste...fuck.”

The corner of my cheap plastic mask dug into my cheek as I collapsed against the table, completely at his mercy.

And the noises—the noises he made as he dove in had me shaking against the cool wood beneath my overheated body. When his fingers rejoined the mix, I screamed, clenching around them once I couldn’t hold back any longer, my climax jolting me like an electric shock.

“Mmm, I think I love that sound,” he chuckled, his wet lips dragging against the skin of my ass cheek before I felt the bite of his teeth against my tender skin. I cried out, but he didn’t release me, his large hands holding my hips down while he traced his tongue along the indentions of his teeth marks. “And I fucking love seeing my marks on you.”

My mouth was parched as I panted, trying to catch my breath while he continued to softly rub his nose and lips across my ass. It was definitely a new experience for me to have a guy nuzzling where he’d just left an imprint of his teeth on my ass cheek, but he seemed to be enjoying himself.

“Let’s see what other noises we can get you to make,” he chuckled in that low menacing tone. The chair clattered to the floor as he stood behind me, rustling for a moment before he smacked his hand onto the table beside my head.

I could barely make out the tiny square packet, surprised that after four years they still used condoms, but I guess I shouldn’t have been. Viv didn’t seem like the cream-pie type. But I wasn’t going to let thoughts of her ruin this for us even if I was on birth control and wanted him to take me raw.

“Goddamn you’re fucking hot.” His deep groan almost drowned out the sound of his belt buckle, but the swish of the leather being wrenched from his belt loops made my eyes widen.

Would he really...?

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