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“That’s it, you take me so well, Savannah. Your ass is so damn tight,” he growls. His fingers work over my clit rubbing until every bundle of nerves is on high alert.
I can’t think, I just feel as Jacob fills me. His cock works every nerve inside me, and I watch as he lifts my leg over his hip, his thrusts becoming deeper and faster. It pushes him deeper somehow and I can’t hold back a scream as an earth-shattering orgasm rips through, forcing me to see stars.
Jacob grunts and then holding me down he empties inside me, his cum filling me before he pulls out. “Now you’re mine, kitten, every single inch of you.”
* * *
I wait for Jacob on my knees, the locks clicking as he opens the door.
“Morning, kitten,” he murmurs as he carries a tray and places it down on the bed.
“You’ve been such a good girl,” he praises me, and it makes a fluttering feeling sweep through me.
“I have a surprise for you, kitten, for being my good girl.” I gulp, glancing up at him, and he runs his fingertip across my bottom lip.
“I’m going to let you out, but you're going to play a game.”
“A-a game?” I question. Jacob nods.
“You’ll find out soon enough, princess. For now, eat. You’ll need your strength,” he confesses.
Leaving me alone once again, Jacob shuts the door behind him, locks clicking firmly into place.
I’m not entirely sure what Jacob has planned, but he said I get to go out.Outside. He’s only let me out once and I’m desperate for anything he’ll give me.
I eat what he’s left for me, my stomach grateful for the sandwich and banana he’s given me.
I finish fast, waiting for him to come back in, but he doesn't. It feels like hours pass before I hear what I think is the front door.
Something bangs on the other side, and I jump up startled.
Did my father find me?
I wait for the door to be caved in and for my father’s men to fill the room, but nothing.
“Motherfucker,” the voice yells, scaring me.
The locks begin to sound and I’m almost frightened to see who’s on the other side.
The door slams open, and Jacob leans against the doorframe holding himself up. His hand sits firmly at his stomach, putting pressure there, and then that's when I see it.
Blood.
He’s hurt.
This is my chance. I need to escape.
I need to run.
But why can’t I get my legs to move?
Just run, Savannah, leave him.
Savannah sitscross-legged on the bed, her gaze drifts down my body, her eyes widening when she sees the blood.
Grinding my teeth together, I move into the room, losing my balance and stumbling a little. I manage to catch myself before I fall into the room completely.
“A-are you hurt?” she asks, catching her lip between her teeth.
