“Well, how do you figure you paid for it, Bucky, when I give you every dime I make working?” I ask. I have always been willful, had a tad of a temper, and definitely had some fight in me. Right now, those attributes were overriding any fear that I might have felt.
Bucky leaned in with clenched teeth and hissed, “Let me tell you something, little girl. The money that you make doesn’t even begin to cover what I spend to keep you up.”
Suddenly, the bail bondsman pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.
‘Oh shit,’ I thought, ‘This changes things.’
“That was my money that was put up and don’t even think about skipping town!” the bondsman hissed in my direction.
Bucky looked at me with a sly look. “I want you here so I guess that means you are staying, little girl.”
I know that it sounds strange but Bucky and I bonded that night. Nobody had ever wanted me that bad and even though it was a threat, I knew that a part of him loved me and was not going to let me leave…
I could feel myself shaking I was so pissed. This guy, Bucky was nothing more than a fucking pedophile. I promised myself right then and there that if I ever got my hands on him, I’d kill him for doing that to my woman.
There was another emotion I was feeling and I couldn’t shake it. I was jealous. I was jealous that she openly admitted she had bonded with that monster. I hated him for deceiving her and I hated him for the fact that he misled her into believing she had bonded with him.
This new information only confirmed what I already knew… she wasn’t able to bond with people under normal circumstances. I had done the right thing when I forced her into my home. I knew I would need to keep an eye on her not only for her physical safety, but for her emotional safety as well. I’ll be damned if I am ever going to let her bond with another man. I want her in my arms and I damn sure miss her being in my bed. I can’t ever remember a time I have missed any woman but I sure as hell miss her. My arms ache for her. We have barely started and I already want this job to be over so I can have her back in my bed where she belongs.
I jump up and throw on some jogging pants and a t-shirt. I feel the need to go and make sure she’s okay. I also feel the need to pin her ass down to take her body and why wait? I don’t want to fucking wait anymore. I miss her and I need to have her now.
Johnnie
My eyes snap open, instantly terrified when I can’t breathe. Cash stands over me with a sinister look in his eyes. He leans down and whispers in my ear, “Breath play? I own the very air you breathe. Now, be a good girl and don’t scream when I take my hand away.”
I frantically nod my head. I need to breathe. As soon as his hand lifts, my slap stings his five o’ clock shadowed face. One corner of his lip lifts in amusement as he leers at me. He quickly pulls me to the end of the bed by my ankles and removes my underwear from beneath my gown. He tears at the jogging pants he’s wearing, pulling them down roughly. I watch as his hard cock springs free in a threatening manner. My resistance is turning him on and I am turned on fighting him.
“From now on, you better wear fucking pants to bed. I don’t want anyone seeing that tight ass, little body of yours but me. Oh, and don’t sleep with your window open.”
He slams his cock into my opening, which causes my upper body to jolt up off the bed in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Oh fuck, Cash.”
He slows his movements and stares into my face like he’s pissed at me for some unknown reason. His words confirm how angry and possessive he’s feeling tonight. “You’re mine and I’ll be damned if you’ll be bonding to anyone but me.”
“I don’t want anyone else.”
His fingers pluck through the gown I’m wearing at my nipples, pulling, pinching and tweaking. My attempt to place my hands between my legs and stimulate my clit makes him slap my hand away. He pops his hand over my clit, smacking at it hard. The pain causes my core to clench as an orgasm begins to build.
“You aren’t allowed to touch yourself without my permission anymore. Your orgasms belong to me now.”
“Please let me come. Fuck, I’m going to explode.”
“Give it to me, girl. I want to watch that beautiful face of yours in ecstasy.”
My pussy locks around his throbbing cock as we both go over the edge together. He lies down beside me and strokes the hair from my face as he speaks.
“I miss you.”
“I miss you too, baby. Let’s get done with this job and go back home so we can be together.”
I am doing something I have never been able to do up until now. I am bonding with the man who had taken me captive for the sole purpose of saving me from myself.