AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Oh no. I’m being kidnapped. Everything my father ever said to me about the world is true.
“My place,” he says, matter of fact.
I know I should be terrified right now. I should be running and blowing that stupid rape whistle they gave me at orientation, but something tells me I’m going to be fine. My vision is blurry, and my stomach rolls with each step we take.
We walk a few more minutes before I start feeling really weird. My legs wobble, and my head feels like it’s filling up with air. “I feel weird,” I admit, and even my voice sounds off. “What’s happening to me?” I whine.
Hero studies me for a long moment, his arm tightening around my waist. “Shhh, it’s okay. Nothing is going to happen to you. Not while you’re with me,” he says, his voice low and tone calming.
My brain says I shouldn’t trust him, but my gut says he’s telling me the truth.
I’m fine. He’s got me.
Chapter Three
Hero
By the time we get to my apartment complex, Elyse is so out of it, I have to carry her up the stairs. I hold her against my chest, cradling her. Her small frame fits perfectly into my arms. Her soft curves mold against my body. We fit perfectly together, like she’s the puzzle piece I wasn’t even aware I was missing.
I manage to unlock the door and switch on the light without having to set her down. Using my foot, I kick the door shut behind me, then click the lock into place. As soon as the world is shut out, a sense of calm washes over me.
I’ve got her, here, in my apartment.
A small moan escapes her mouth, and the sensual sounds travel straight to my dick.
Not now, asshole.
Pushing the need down, I carry her into my bedroom and place her on my bed. Her eyes are only halfway open, but her soft gaze follows me around the room.
I walk around the bed, trying to decide what to do next. Her pants are wet and sticky from the spilled drink—the drink I spilled. I scold myself. I should take them off. Just to get her more comfortable.
Then again…
My jaw clenches as I make a choice. Leaning over her, I unbutton her skinny jeans. She doesn’t say anything, but her chest rises and falls in quick succession.
“I’m not going to hurt you, and I’m not going to touch you unless you want me to. I’m just getting these off you.” I swallow as I pull down the zipper, careful not to touch anything more than I need to, even though every fiber in my body wants nothing more than to touch her anywhere I can.
I dip my fingers into her waistband and pull her pants down.
Light blue cotton panties come into view as I skim those jeans off her legs inch by inch. Her legs are slender and pale, just like the rest of her body. By the time I manage to get her pants off, my dick is so hard, it hurts.
Down, boy.
I can’t have her. Not now. Not like this. She’s only half awake, and I have no idea if she’ll remember any of this tomorrow. I can’t take advantage of her, and I won’t.
Her eyes are still fixed on mine, and I am more than glad to see there is no fear left in them. It’s probably just the drug circling through her system, but I don’t care. I’ll take it. Her trusting gaze means the world to me at this moment.
It’s been so long since anyone has looked at me like this, I almost forgot what it felt like. To be trusted…to be wanted.
I sit down next to her on the bed, gazing down at the flowery blouse hugging her frame. The tops of her breasts are exposed, and I wonder how nice they would feel in my hands. I’m sure they would fit perfectly—just like everything else.
Fuck, she is perfect for me.
My hands move on their own accord, hovering over the buttons on her blouse.
She would probably be more comfortable if I took that off as well. I start unbuttoning her shirt from the top and work my way down until every single one is undone.
Her shirt falls open, revealing a matching light blue bra. My fingers glide over her feather-like skin as I slide the thin fabric down her arms.
I stop to gaze down at the goddess lying in front of me. I need to stop. I need to get away before I go too far. Turning my head, I push myself off the bed.
“Please,” she whispers so softly, I almost didn’t hear her.
I twist back to face her, finding her eyes pleading and fragile little hand reaching for me.
I’m not sure what she’s pleading for. Hell, she might not even know herself. All I know is my heart just stopped beating and jump started itself into an unnatural rhythm.
