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Get a grip. I literally just ran away from a wedding. Why would this man want me? He’s too old for me. I just graduated from college. Once I’m out of this jam, I have my whole life ahead of me.
“Yes sir,” Maria said and reached her hand out to me. “Come. I’ll measure you and go.” I nodded at Warwick and followed Maria up the stairs to one of the many spare bedrooms. Maria measured me quickly and efficiently and then sat back on her heels.
“You need pants, shirts, dresses, underpants too?’ she asked. She gestured to my skimpy thong. I flushed and nodded. Maria nodded with purpose and extended her arms to me. She embraced me in a warm hug, handed me the disposable phone and her number, and hurried on her errand.
After she left, I stood in the spare bedroom and wondered what I was supposed to do next. I could shower, but wasn’t that fruitless when I had nothing clean to put on? I started when a loud knock came at the bedroom door.
“Sarah,” Warwick’s deep voice said.
“Yeah?” I answered. I glanced down at my thong and bra and waited to see if he would come in.
“You can take a shower in the ensuite bathroom,” he said from outside the door. “There’s a robe in there you can put on till Maria gets back. There’s also a T-shirt and shorts in the dresser that belong to Maria’s daughter. I’m sure she won’t mind if you use those.”
“Okay, thank you,” I answered.
“I’m going to watch a movie in my room if you need anything,” Warwick added.
I wandered into the ensuite bathroom and looked around. This one looked almost the same as the one downstairs in décor, except it had a massive rainforest shower with more shower heads than I’d ever seen. It also had a deep claw-footed tub and a view into the lush forest behind the house. I turned on all the shower heads and stepped into the vast stall. The water felt like summer rain falling on me. I put my head back and closed my eyes.
I had to figure out how to get out of this place. I knew I had put Warwick and Maria in danger, but I didn’t know how to extract myself from their lives. I stared hard out of the bathroom window. It looked like it opened. Would it have an alarm? I stepped out of the shower and tested the window. It opened, and no alarm sounded. I hoisted it wide open and then crept to the bedroom to get dressed. I kept alert for sounds of Warwick or Maria. I could hear the movie blasting down the hall. It sounded like a war film or something. I breathed a sigh of relief.
“If he watches his movies that loud, I could probably just prance right out the front door,” I thought and stifled a giggle. I scrambled around the room, looking for a pen and paper. I didn’t find one, so I hastily wrote a note in the steam in the massive mirror in the bathroom.
“I’m sorry. I want you to be safe. Thank you for everything.”
I grabbed both phones from the dresser and shoved them in my pockets. It couldn’t hurt to have both of them, right? I might need the extra battery or something.
I pulled at the screen on the window, and much to my relief, it came out easily. Once I hoisted myself through the window, I easily flipped myself out of it. I grabbed at the nearby tree, just under the short gable roof, and missed. It was a thin tree, young in age and size, but it looked strong enough to hold me. Or so I hoped. I got it on the second time and gingerly climbed down the fragile trunk as it bent and strained under my weight.
It was too bad I didn’t plan to be here when Maria returned with the clothes. She seemed like a lovely lady. Under different circumstances, I imagined that we could have been friends. But for now, I had to focus on getting out of here and away from anyone who could harm me quickly.
Chapter Three
Chapter Three- Warwick
AssoonasIheard the shower start, I headed to my bedroom to lie down. The argument with Pauly had exhausted me, and the pressure of having Sarah here as a missing person was stressful. Between that and the fact that I found her to be one of the most attractive women I’d ever seen definitely didn’t help. Her long caramel and blond hair hung almost to her waist, and her bright blue eyes were inquisitive and intelligent. She was nothing like the bimbo I’d assumed had agreed to marry Alex. She was more of a girl-next-door beauty. She was slim but not built like a model. Her ass was round and plump, and her face had the sort of beauty that looked better without much makeup. She was the sort of woman you pictured when you thought of camping or hanging out by the bonfire, not trolling up and down the storefronts of Beverly Hills. The truth was, I was smitten with Sarah. I was also horny. I longed to bury my shaft deep inside her, thrusting into her young wetness until my nuts exploded.
Whoa. Down boy. Where did that come from?I lay back on my king-sized bed and closed my eyes.
Just a short nap,I thought, but my brain was too focused on Sarah and her slim, muscular legs as she mounted my bike. I’d caught a glimpse of her panties when she’d swung her leg up, which made me weak with desire. How long had it been since I’d been with a woman anyway? I racked my brain but came up with nothing. It had been too long; of that I was certain.
I put the TV on to distract myself. I flipped the channels mindlessly till my eyes stopped on one of my favorite movies as a child, Terminator Two. I cranked the volume and tried to focus on anything but Sarah and her white thong and runners’ legs.
Focus on the movie. Not so easy. I couldn’t think of anything but how badly I wanted to run my hand along Sarah’s body, down the crack of her ass, and right into her wet cleft.
My cock throbbed in my jeans, and before I could stop myself, I was shucking them aside and sliding my hand into my underwear. I pulled them down and grabbed my manhood in a meaty fist. My hard cock pulsed in my hand as I stroked it slowly at first. I pictured Sarah next to me, her lips pursed as she lowered them onto my shaft. I imagined filling her mouth and her pussy with my large cock. How soft her skin would feel as I slid in and out of her wet folds. I stroked harder, completely lost in my reverie as I pleasured myself. I grunted as my balls tightened, and I lifted my hips to increase the pressure on my cock. I imagined my balls as they slammed into Sarah’s ass, and that was all it took. I lurched forwards as my cock tightened. A few quick jerks on it, and I exploded all over the bed and my chest. I grunted as I came, a low and guttural sound that I hoped Sarah hadn’t heard. Heck, it felt so loud, I hoped all of my staff hadn’t heard.
When I was done, I stripped the bed and myself. I showered and put clean sheets on. I sat and contemplated what to do next.
Seduce her,my brain urged. I knew I couldn’t, though. She had been through enough without feeling obligated to me for rescuing her.Let her seduce you then,my brain countered. I knew that was unlikely, though. What would she want in a man like me? I might be up and up business-wise, but I came from the same stock as she did. Plus, I was old enough to be her father, almost.
Also, she’s brought you back to the crime life,my brain added helpfully. This time, it was right, though. I had to stay far enough away from Sarah. I had to figure out how to get her to safety and out of my house and life, but I had no idea how.
I closed my eyes and slipped into an uneasy sleep. When I woke, Maria was standing over me with her brow furrowed into a tight mass of worry.
“Sir, she’s gone. The girl? Sarah? She’s gone. I heard the shower running, so I went to the room to drop off the clothes, and when I went in, the bathroom door was open, and the girl was gone.” Her voice was stern, concerned. “Why did she go?”
“She wasn’t supposed to,” I muttered, suddenly enraged with myself. I might have heard her sneaking out if I hadn’t given in to my carnal desire. “How did she get out?”
