Page 16 of Holiday Hostage

“Now that's a story for another time,” he says, taking a step ahead as we reach the spot in the woods with the Christmas trees we’ll be choosing from. He looks toward the others and whispers something to them before I can catch up.

When I get there, all of them back away to give me a clear view of the trees. They watch me as I evaluate each and every one of them, making sure to pick the most perfect one to bring inside. Eventually, I find a beautiful tree, tall with wide branches that will be perfect to hang tinsel and ornaments from. The smell of pine fills the air around us, and I take a moment to inhale it and savor the aroma.

“Nice choice,” Bryce says as he walks over to the tree and evaluates the base to see what they'll need to cut it down.

He and Koda are about to start chopping while I'm shivering behind them, desperately trying to create warmth in the jacket. It was a nice gesture, but I'm freezing to death regardless of the layers. Eli sees me and walks over to wrap an arm around me, hoping his warmth will carry over to me.

“I'm going to take Laiken back to the house,” Eli calls over to the others. They turn around and look at him, nodding their heads before looking at each other with knowing smiles. Clearly, they think that something is going to happen between the two ofus. Honestly, I'd be inclined to agree with them. “We'll pull down some of the decorations and have them ready when you're back.”

The walk back to the cabin is much shorter than the walk into the woods, thanks to the trail we already made in the thick snow. Eli and I follow our footsteps back inside, kicking the snow off our shoes and taking them off by the front door.

I take off the jacket, and Eli grabs a small blanket from the couch and wraps it around my shoulders. I thank him and stare in his eyes, waiting for him to lean down and kiss me or something. My mind immediately wanders back to the shower and how good it felt just to have him touching me again. What I wouldn't give to feel his warmth against me now.

Before doing anything else, he guides me down the hall to the dead end at the back, reaching up and pulling the string to take it down. A rickety old staircase falls in front of us, and Eli starts climbing, gesturing for me to follow.

“Is now a bad time to tell you I'm afraid of heights?” I cautiously ask him, looking up nervously. He holds his hands out for mine and positions himself firmly on the floor of the attic. I look at them before grabbing a hold and carefully making my way up with Eli holding on tightly.

Hearing that I would be going into the attic owned by three men, I immediately thought the worst. I imagined it would be riddled with dust and cobwebs, cardboard boxes would be stacked high along the walls, and there would hardly be anywhere to move. I was wrong. The attic is much more spacious than I ever thought it would be. On top of that, it's neat, and it looks like something they are actually quite regular about cleaning up. There are only a few boxes up here, all of them plastic storage containers with well-fitting lids. Aside from that, there are a few wooden chairs and tools stashed away that I imagine they just don't have a use for anymore.

The more I look around, staring out at the circular window at the front of the room, I can imagine what it can be. As if I'm somehow looking into the future or some other timeline, I can see myself sitting at a desk in front of a computer and drawing. It's cozy and secluded from the rest of the house in a way that I would be able to get plenty of work done.

What the hell am I thinking? Why am I trying to imagine a future in a place like this? After New Year’s, they're cutting me loose, and I'll be on my own once again. I should be looking forward to that.

“Do you know where the decorations are?” I ask Eli, trying to turn my attention back to the task at hand.

Without saying anything, he walks over to me with a smile growing on his lips. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. My heart skips a beat, and I immediately feel my arousal growing between my legs. I've been craving Eli all day, and it seems that’s about to be sated.

“I thought the two of us could enjoy some alone time before they get back,” Eli says, pressing his groin against mine. He's wearing jeans, but I can feel the growing hard-on through the sweats I'm wearing, and the corners of my lips rise from the anticipation.

Eli picks me up in his arms and guides me toward a large chest at the edge of the room, right under the window. He sets me down on top of it and spreads my legs apart with his hands. I don't need any guidance before I'm hastily unbuttoning his shirt to rake my hands across his toned chest.

He lifts the shirt over my head, freeing my breasts for him to reach over and cup. It's much colder in the attic than it is anywhere else in the house, so my nipples were already sensitive. I toss my head back and moan as he leans down and sucks them, teasing them between his teeth while he swirls his tongue.

“I've wanted to be inside you so bad,” Eli whispers as he unbuttons his pants. “You have no idea what it is you do to me. The way you make me feel... fuck, Laiken, you’re so sexy.”

He leans forward and kisses me, pinning his mouth hard against mine as the passion roars through every sweep of his tongue in my mouth. He bites my lip, completely unable to get enough of me. In a way, I've never felt more desired than I do right now.

“Take me,” I whisper in his mouth, leaning back for him to slide my pants down. I’m throbbing and aching for him. I need him to touch me. I want to feel his hot, stiff cock deep inside me.

He pulls my sweatpants down and tosses them to the side, leaving me completely naked and dripping wet in front of him. His finger slides between my legs while he feels just how much he turns me on. He unbuttons his jeans all the way and drops them around his ankle, revealing his cock to me once again.

“You're going to feel so good wrapped around my cock,” Eli mutters to himself. He leans me back even more on the chest, lifting my legs to pin my thighs close to my chest. My feet rest on the edge while my legs are spread wide open for him.

“Oh my God, Eli!” I cry out as he slowly slides all the way inside me. Every inch of his cock fills me, making me shake from the pleasure as I lean my head against the window. It cracks open from the pressure, and the cold air rushes into the room. Neither of us pays it any mind as he thrusts in and out slowly.

He starts off slow, but he quickly loses himself in me. I can see in his eyes that he isn't able to hold back at all. What was once soft and gentle turns passionate and hard. He leans me back even more on the chest, my head practically sitting out of the window, as he grabs my waist and lifts it to meet his hips.

I cry out and whimper as his cock is around deep inside me, throbbing and pulsating as he gets closer to coming. With the others, before they came inside me, they made sure there wasn'ta chance that I would get pregnant. Of course, I did lie to them. But Eli doesn't even bother.

He doesn't slow his pace as he explodes inside me, feeling me with rope after rope of his seed. My pussy clenches around him as I come too with my legs in the air around him.

Eli leans down on top of me, momentarily resting his head between my breasts while he looks at me with a glossed-over expression. He smiles and kisses my stomach before standing up and backing away.

“You're on the pill, right?” Eli asks a little too late. I nod and sit upright, trying to regain the feeling in my legs after what just happened.

Eli's eyes move from mine to the window behind me. I turn around and see Koda and Bryce dragging the tree toward the house, staring up at both of us in the window with smiles on their faces. I know they said they don't mind sharing me, but I'm still a little embarrassed about the entire situation. I can't help but blush. Eli cups my face and smiles at me before grabbing a box and bringing it down the stairs.

I make my way back to the entrance after I'm dressed. Eli helps me down, practically lifting me so I can avoid the steps. By the time we get back to the living room, the others are already setting the tree up in the corner and arguing about how straight it is.

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