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He’s ridiculously attractive. Thick, dark hair curls at the back of his neck as he casually sweeps back his bangs. An angular face that shows off his chiseled jaw. High cheekbones and a strong, straight nose that stand proudly below these dark blue eyes that have a betraying look, showing how much he’s enjoying this moment. The sense of power he’s got over me.
“Such a sweet girl,” he murmurs. “You and I are going to have so much fun.” He runs a finger over my lips, my cheeks, and forehead as if he wants to imprint them into his memory. “Fuck, you look even sweeter in real life than in the photo.”
“Photo?” I can only stare, too astonished.
“Yeah. Photo. Of my gift, or should I say, mysnack,” he bares his teeth like a lion and smiles. Before I can protest, he crushes his mouth onto mine again. My muffled protest represents exactly my position. I’m being invaded—by the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. He seals my lower lip with his as he sucks just a bit. Just enough for me to moan quietly into his mouth. I breathe him in deep, and feel his fingers sliding into my hair, gripping it hard in his fist. “Let me in, baby.” I do as he wants and his tongue dives into my mouth, probing and taking what he wants. The feeling is divine. We stay like this, nipping and sucking at each other's tongue and lips, until we run out of breath. I’m feeling too overwhelmed to speak.
“Good girl.” He pets my head and gets up, leaving me exposed and tied up against the wall. I panic and yank at the chains again. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere,” he shushes as if he hears my ridiculous thoughts. I watch as he takes off his coat, shoes, and socks and trots around casually in a pair of Oxford blue dress pants and a light blue shirt. He looks like he works in an office. A banker, maybe? They don’t kill people for fun, do they? He opens a cupboard and my heart starts pounding. That thought hadn’t crossed my mind before. He starts humming a song and fills up two glasses of wine, yet my head seems to fog with fear. Now that I’m thinking about it, he does look like a lunatic, right? The sort of guy who has a nice job during daytime, and likes to kill at night. I squeeze my eyes shut when my breath picks up again. Flashes of my parents fly through my mind. The friends I came here for, and I might never meet.
He puts the glasses on the side table, then makes himself comfortable again between my thighs. I hate myself for the feeling of lust he’s somehow awoken in me. I want him to touch me. I’ve never been so scared in my life.
“Are you going to kill me? Is that what this is? Did Wyatt bring me here for you to kill me?” I blurt. He gives me a soft, mocking laugh.Not reassuring at all.
“Hm,” he moans as his lips find my earlobe and plants soft, wet kisses on my neck and collarbone. “I’m certainly going to eat you.” His promise sends a shiver down my spine.
“If you’re not going to kill me, can you at least untie me?” I whine. He simply tilts a finger under my chin and forces me to meet his mischievous gaze as he traces my bottom lip with a finger.
“Why? I think you’re kind of sexy chained up to my wall.” His long fingers find the fine silver material of my devotion, and as he lifts the pendant, he gently rubs the silver cross. I need to fight the urge to rip it out of his hands. Not that I can, but I want to. It’smine.
“Are you religious?”
I nod. “Very. You?”
“When it suits me.” He grins.
“Who are you?”
“Whoever you want me to be, baby. Perhaps I’ll tell you one day. Before the weekend’s over, after I fuck you.”
“So you’ll let me leave? You won’t kill me?” I wisely decide to ignore his last comment.
He bursts out laughing and shakes his head. “Nah.”
“Then what do you want? Why did you bring me here?”
“Well, technically, you were offered to me. You were a gift for me to relax during the weekend.” I press my lips as the shameful words echo through my head.
What the hell does he mean withweekend?
“Gosh, I do love my employees,” he continues in a conspiratorial whisper as if to include me in some secret. “But then you turn out to be such a delicious treat,” he mutters, his mouth only inches away from mine. “So, I decided that I will…” He leans slightly backwards and locks his eyes on mine. “Make the best use of you, putting you on all fours and fucking your brains out. And then I’ll watch as you kneel in front of me and wrap those beautiful lush lips around my cock while you suck me dry. Can you do that for me, baby?”
I stare at him for a short moment, before I instinctively pull on the chains and look around. “Help!” I cry into the silence. “Somebody, help!”
He tilts his head to the side and observes me with renewed interest, as if I am some exotic animal.Who’s the animal here?A grin slowly crosses his face. “I must say that you have an interesting way of playing this game. Big must have paid you a fortune. But don’t worry,” he drops a soft kiss on my lips and murmurs with a breathy voice, “I like it.”
“You dirty bastard!” I hiss. “Is that your style, to force someone?” I’m pulling on the chain again.
“Force?” His grin widens as he runs his fingers over my breasts again, massaging the sensitive skin, and watches as my breath catches. I can’t help it. “You calling this forced?”
“Stop,” I want to yell, but it comes out as a moan.
“Oh no, baby, you and I are just getting started.” He leans forward and plays with the chains around my wrist. I feel his hot breath against my ear as he whispers, “And by the looks of it, you're not going anywhere.”
CHAPTERFIVE
FRIDAY EARLY EVENING – LOGAN
So fucking beautiful.
