Page 12 of Kidnapped from the Paradise Resort

“Why…why am I dressed like this?” she asked, moaning softly as he cupped her mound.

“Because I saw you like this once,” J’orn murmured. “It was on a team building exercise—we went to the beach, do you remember? You forgot your swimsuit and had to buy one there. So you changed in the bushes. You asked me to keep watch and make sure no one saw you.”

“Did I?” Kara tried to remember. It seemed like his words were true, but the memory was hazy.

“It’s one of my clearest memories,” he growled. “Then after we all swam, you were changing back, from the wet suit to your clothes. You didn’t tell me to keep watch that time, but I did anyway. But then something happened—I heard you yell. I thought maybe the wind blew away your towel or that you were in danger. so I came running and saw you like this—in just a white shirt and a thin white pair of panties.”

“You did?” Kara had a vague recollection of being embarrassed and covering herself, but J’orn had turned away so quickly that she’d been certain he hadn’t seen anything. Apparently, she’d been wrong.

“Yes. The image of your beautiful body was burned into my mind,” he went on. “I was already hopelessly in love—and in lust—with you. But I swear I jerked off to that image of you nearly naked on the beach for months afterward.”

“Oh, my…” Kara wiggled in his lap. She wasn’t sure what to say—the idea that her assistant—no,ex-assistant, she reminded herself—found her so devastatingly beautiful and desirable had an undeniable appeal. It was flattering to be wanted so badly—to be dreamed of and wished for so much.

“You don’t know how badly I wanted to go to my knees before you, right there in the sand,” J’orn went on, his deep voice a hoarse growl in her ear. His long fingers, which were cupping her pussy mound over her panties, began a slow, circular motion. “You don’t know how I longed to pull these down and taste your sweet pussy,” he went on, rubbing a little harder, a little deeper as he spoke.

“Oh…ohhh!”Kara moaned. She found she was rolling her hips to his rhythm, feeling the delicious tingle as his fingertips found her aching clit through the white silk of her panties and rubbed and rubbed andrubbed…

“That’s right, baby—you like that?” J’orn growled, his breath hot against the shell of her ear. “You like it when I pet your soft little pussy?”

“You…you know I do. But…but you shouldn’t do it!” Kara panted.

“Why not?” he demanded. “Why shouldn’t I stroke this soft little cunt and make you come for me like a good girl?”

“I…because…because you…” Kara struggled to get the words out. Sheknewthere was a reason this was forbidden, but somehow it just wouldn’t come to her mind. “My husband, wouldn’t like it,” she said at last.

“You told me you’re divorced now,” J’orn reminded her.

“Oh yes…yes, we…we are,” Kara panted. God, he had her right on the edge! His hand had slipped into her panties and his long middle finger slid between her outer pussy lips. Now he was circling her tender button with long, slow, steady strokes that seemed designed to drive her wild!

Not only that, but now her blouse had come undone and he was rubbing her bare breasts and teasing her naked nipples.

“Oh! Oh,please!”Kara moaned, writhing and grinding shamelessly against his fingers. But she wasn’t sure if she was begging him to stop…or to keep doing what he was doing.

“Look at you rubbing your soft little pussy against my fingers,” J’orn rumbled. “Gods, you’re so wet, baby! So wet and hot and needy. Tell me, do you need to get fucked with a nice, hard cock? Is that what you need?”

“I…I don’t know!” Kara panted. It seemed, even in her dream, that what he was suggesting was going too far. “We can’t…we shouldn’t…”

“Weshould,” he insisted. “You should let me sink my cock deep in your tight little pussy and knot you, baby.”

“Knot me?” Kara moaned. “I don’t…don’t even know what that means!Ohhhh!”

Her last words dissolved into a moan of pure pleasure as her orgasm at last washed over her. Helpless to stop herself, she began bucking and grinding against his invading fingers, rubbing her ass against the hard length of his cock which was right between her thighs. Oh God, was he really going to fuck her? Was he really going to…

“…would like to announce that we are now making our final descent into the Paradise Prime atmosphere,” a loud voice announced, suddenly shattering the forbidden dream.

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“Wh-what?” Kara’s eyelids fluttered open and she looked around herself in confusion. What was happening to her? Where was she? And had she just had an orgasm? The throbbing between her thighs seemed to suggest that yes, she had. But how?

She looked down at herself, expecting to find that she was wearing a white silk shirt and white panties. Instead, she saw she had on her favorite black traveling dress. So she must be flying somewhere. But she wasn’t sitting on a seat—she was sitting in someone’s lap. No, not just someone—she was sitting inJ’orn’slap—and he had just been touching her!

The dream flooded back to her and she turned quickly, meaning to slap him for taking advantage of her helpless state.

But the big Kindred was still out cold. His head was tilted to one side and he was snoring softly. His hands—which had been all over her in her dream—were limp at his sides. He looked absolutely innocent—just as though he hadn’t been groping her a minute ago in her dream.

Get real, Kara,whispered a little voice in her head.He wasn’t doing anything you didn’t want him to! You were just as into it as he was!

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