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Unfortunately, it was not my cell.
I opened my eyes and found myself on a couch in a private plane. Silas sat nearby, staring out the window in angry contemplation.
“Take me home,” I gritted, sitting up. “Now.”
The very air seemingly turned thick and heavy with his rage as he clenched his fists and looked over at me. His hard eyes were smoldering as he rose like a predator who’d caught sight of prey.
Realizing I had dangerously miscalculated what my captor was willing to put up with from me, I stumbled off the couch and moved backwards down the aisle as he stalked forward.
“Were you running from me, Eden?” he growled.
With a slight squeak, I dashed around a table. He looked positively psychotic. “N-no,” I stammered. “Not at all.”
“Are you running now?”
Like a deer in headlights, I froze in place. “No.”
“I see.” His dark seductive tone had me entranced. My womb pulsed as he approached. “Then why the fuck are you so out of breath?”
I placed my hands on his chest as he loomed over me. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to push him away or pull him closer. I wanted to swoon.
“I’m scared,” I confessed. And fuck, I was kind of aroused as well. Why was I so twisted?
“You should be. I don’t tolerate liars.”
I nodded in understanding. “I, um, yes, I did run away from you earlier.”
“And now?”
I knew better than to say anything other than the literal truth. “I ran from you again.”
His eyes grew dark. “Get on your knees,” he commanded.
As much as I wanted to get him out of my life, like a moth to flame, he pulled me in deeper even though I knew he’d be my undoing. And I was a silly, silly girl. I stared up at him. How did he do this to me? All my determination went out the window every time he got close.
He unzipped his pants and let his cock spring free. It bobbed in front of my face, a tantalizing temptation, and a distraction. I opened my mouth and leaned forward, focusing on his erection so I didn’t have to think about how complicated this all was.
“Suck it like you want me to forgive you,” he growled.
Did I want his forgiveness? Would this simple act with a man I had already been intimate with save my life? Was I even in danger?
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled before taking him deep.
He pushed past my lips, and I gulped as soon as he hit the back of my throat.
“Fuck,” he panted. “You drive me fucking crazy, Eden.”
I hummed on his cock, and he thrust faster. My muscles clenched up, aching for something inside. I slid my hands down my body and felt for my clit. I pinched the swollen bud and moaned harder on his length.
“Never run again. Ever. Do you understand?”
I groaned at the feeling of being full, but wanted to cry because it was the wrong sense of fullness. I bobbed my head up and down his length, dragging my teeth against him as I nodded my answer.
“Fuck,” he cried, grabbing my hair and thrusting hard. “I don’t want to come down your throat. I want to come into your pussy.”
Suddenly, he jerked from my mouth, tanked me up, turned me around, and bent me over the table, using the flat of his palm to press my weight down. I whimpered in protest.
“Don’t move,” he ordered.
