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“My shoulder.”
I slide my hand under her neckline and scratch the area, because I don't need her distracting me any more than she already does.
“Thank you,” she whispers, dropping her head.
I go over to the table set up at the tent’s center and look over the maps of the area. At one point, Gunther’s group was occupying a group of cabins, but they abandoned those a while ago.
I have drones that could canvas the area, but I don’t want to waste battery power looking over hundreds of square miles. There has to be a better way. Perhaps after I talk with Russ, we’ll be able to narrow down the region a bit.
Amber whines again, drawing my attention away from what I should be focusing on.
I should just let her sit uncomfortably, but with the noises she’s making, I can hardly think straight, so I get up and walk over to her again to see how I can shut her the hell up.
“What is it this time?”
She looks up at me with a hint of mischief in her big blue eyes that throws me off. “Another itch.”
“Where?” I fire back.
She bites her lower lip, and I know she’s up to no good.
“Between my legs.”
* * *
AMBER
Desire flickers in Cole’s eyes as he undoes his belt buckle and takes out his cock.
I knew it was thick with how much it stretched me, but I didn’t expect it to be beautiful. Long and veiny, it looks like it could be a supermodel among penises. My pussy being the runway.
Yeah, there’s totally something wrong with me.
His eyes are dark, boring into mine with an intensity that rivals the sun. I still can’t get over how handsome he is with his rugged beard and dark, tousled hair.
My eyes scan down his body. Every ounce of him is pure muscle, made for killing. And if I had to guess, I’d say he was quite good at it.
He presses two fingers under my chin, lifting my face ever so gently, forcing me to look him in the eyes again.
“You’re going to suck me like the filthy little bitch you are,” he says crossly.
He’s mad. I made him this way.
And he intends to force himself on me.
It’s not unlike any other blowjob I’ve given, except that he doesn’t repel me. Actually, the situation arouses me, which pisses me the hell off because I’m supposed to be earning his trust, not living out sexual fantasies.
A pearl of pre-cum wells on his slit, tempting my base desires. I want to taste him as he tasted me. I want to know more of this man that holds me.
They say that knowledge is power, and I need to know my enemy. If I’m to escape and find my way back to my son, I need to know every part of him.
Or at least that’s what I tell myself, so I don’t have to deal with the shame of wanting him.
“Stick your damn tongue out.”
My pussy clenches with his crass words. I obey, sticking it out as far as I can and wiggling it ever so slightly. The fact that my hands are confined behind my back only makes this entire situation even more tantalizing, which shouldn’t be a thing.
“Tongue it.”
