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“Mmm, so hot for me,” he murmurs against the shell of my ear as he grabs my panties and pushes them to the side, exposing my pussy to his touch. “Let me feel how wet you are for me.”

I moan when his fingers make contact with my heated flesh. I let my head fall back against his shoulder, and he takes the invitation and trails kisses down my neck. At the same time, his index finger explores me down there. Gentle but firm, he presses his thumb against my clit, and I can’t help but arch my back a little.

“You are so responsive.” Eli’s voice is low and gravelly now, and it seems to have a direct link to my downstairs because when he speaks, my core tightens.

“Oh my God!” I blurt out when Eli dips his finger inside of my tight channel.

“You are so wet for me. I can shove my finger into you with ease.” He groans behind me, his finger thrusting into me while his thumb massages my clit.

I might be a virgin, but I’ve touched myself before, yet it never felt like this. So good, so all-consuming. Before I know it, my eyes squeeze shut, and my toes curl. My whole body tightens, and an orgasm like I’ve never felt before clashes into me like a tidal wave.

“That's it, come all over my finger,” Eli orders while rubbing my clit furiously through my release.

When I finally come down from mind-blowing pleasure, I slump against Eli’s hard body.

“Wow…” That’s all I manage to get out. My body relaxes, and my mind is still in a daze. Eli pulls his hand out of my pants and brings his fingers to his lips to lick my juices off them.

“You taste good,” he whispers before wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me close. I can feel him hard against me, but he doesn’t do anything about it. “Good night, princess,” he whispers into my hair, and before I know it, sleep finds me.

CHAPTER 5

Morning comes faster than I would have liked. With how exhausted I've been to my very core, I could have easily slept another eight hours. Before I open my eyes all the way and see the strange room I'm sleeping in, I forget where I am.

I'm going over the checklist of things to do at the bakery—start the ovens, check the orders for the day, and mix ingredients. It isn't until I feel Eli’s arm pull me closer to his hard body that everything comes flooding back to me.

My eyes jolt open, and I'm wide awake. Yesterday feels like a fever dream, and I'm still questioning whether I can believe it. Denied for the loan, held up at the bank, taken hostage by three smolderingly attractive bank robbers. Yep. Sounds like a normal day to me.

Even more so, I focus on last night. I remember the way Eli's lips felt on my neck and how he whispered in my ear while I came from his touch. The ache between my legs resurfaces once again, and it's all I can do to try to force it away.

What the hell is wrong with me? All three of these men are criminals. I shouldn't be humoring this thought at all. Ishouldbe thinking of a way to escape.

But something is telling me not to. Something is pulling me toward them, forcing me to turn around and trace my fingers over Eli’s toned chest. It’s like I can’t stop myself.

“Morning, princess,” Eli whispers, his morning voice gruff and quiet. “I trust you slept well after last night.”

“I did.” I nod and look up at him while biting my lower lip. His eyes linger on my lips, and I can’t help but wonder what he tastes like. The thought alone makes my pussy throb.

Eli’s hand slides under my shirt as he explores my body once again, feeling the curves of my hips while he slowly makes his way to my breasts. I can feel him stiffening between us, and I reach down to grip his cock through his sweats.

He groans from the pleasure and reaches down to grab my hand, showing me exactly how he likes it. “I want to repay you for last night,” I whisper to him. I look down at his cock through the covers and see it growing even more.

Before he says anything about it, I sit upright and straddle him, looking down at his groin with anticipation building in my stomach.

I've never done this before. Eli is the first man who's ever been inside me in any way. I can feel the nerves building in my stomach at the thought of doing this wrong, but it is something I want to do.

I pull the waistband of his sweatpants down, freeing his cock from them. I gasp, seeing it stand upright for me.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Laiken,” Eli says, watching me with lust forcing its way through the sleep in his eyes.

I lean down in the bed so my face is inches away from his cock, and I stick my tongue out to swirl it around the tip. I watch Eli close his eyes and lean his head back as soon as I make contact. I slather his cock with my spit before wrapping my lips around the tip and taking him in my mouth.

“Ohhh fuck…” Eli moans, grabbing my blond hair and holding it in his hands so he can watch me while I slowly work more of his huge, throbbing cock in my mouth. “You like tasting me?”

My mouth is too full to respond, so I nod my head subtly, taking more of him in my mouth. I move up and down, feeling the ache between my legs grow even more while his precum drips and mixes with my spit.

“I want you to take all of me in,” Eli says, moving his fingers through my hair to press against the back of my head. He slowly puts pressure to force my head down even more. I open my mouth as wide as I can and stare up at him with wide eyes as I take every inch of him.

My eyes water as he thrusts his hips slowly, pushing himself in and out of my mouth. I can feel him in my throat, throbbing and stiffening as he gets closer to finishing. I try to swallow unintentionally, feeling like I need to because of his cock deep in my throat.

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