Out of nowhere, he stopped.
“Flip over,” he said as he lowered my legs. They were a little stiff from him holding them in that position for so long, but I managed to flip myself over.
I felt him slap my ass as he leveled up behind me and positioned his hips behind mine. Soon I felt the head of his thick cock pressing against my pussy again, and within seconds he was even deeper inside me than he was before.
“Oh, god,” I yelled out as I felt him hit my wall.
He placed his rough hands on my hips, slapping my ass again, and continued thrusting. Every so often he’d grab a handful of my ass and squeeze it. The pain contrasting with the pleasure was enough to send me over the edge.
He reached around and massaged my clit, and I knew he was getting close. It was okay, because I was too.
“Oh, God!” I yelled out, signaling to him that I was close.
I felt him thrust harder as he rubbed my clit faster. It all went so fast, and it all seemed like a blur. But soon my pussy was going buck wild, clenching onto his writhing cock as he came inside me.
When it was all said and done, he collapsed on top of me, pinning me stomach-down onto the bed. Our bodies were wet and sticky, and we were pretty much melded together.
He rolled over after a bit and took his place on the opposite side of the bed. His hands rested wearily on his chest as I watched it rise and fall. His eyes were closed, and he looked so fucking sexy. I almost wanted to fuck him again.
As we finally caught our breath, he reached his arm out and pulled me closer to him.
“Are you sure you can’t go with me?” he asked as he stared me deeply in the eyes.
“I want to,” I said, though I was partially lying. My heart wanted to, but my head told me absolutely not. Bad idea. Stay away from this guy.
“So?” He asked.
“It’s just not realistic at this point in my life,” I explained. “Your lifestyle and mine, they don’t mesh.”
“That’s the shittiest excuse I’ve ever heard in my life,” he said as he pulled his arm out from under me. “Wow. Ouch.”
“Oh, stop,” I said. “Quit taking this so personally. It’s not about you. It’s about the situation. The reality of the situation.”
I grabbed his arm and wrapped it back around my shoulders, curling up even closer with him.
“Let’s just enjoy this last night together,” I said. “Don’t ruin it.”
He was silent, and within seconds, I was out.
CHAPTER 12
The moment I opened my eyes, I knew something was off. I almost felt like I was in a daze, a dream-like state, but I knew it was real life. I felt the bumping of the road beneath me and the whirring and gushing of the interstate in my ears.
I could feel the duct tape over my mouth. I could taste it actually. I went to sit up, but my feet were bound by some sort of restraint and bolted to the floor. My hands were wrapped tight in several layers of more duct tape. I couldn’t budge. I couldn’t sit up. I was completely restrained.
I glanced up and saw the back of Blaze’s head and quickly realized I was lying in the back seat of his pickup truck.
“Mm, mmm!” I yelled out, though it was very muffled. I doubted he could hear me.
I tried moving my feet just enough to kick the back of his seat. It took a few tries, but I got his attention.
He flipped around and flashed the most maniacal smile I’d ever seen in my entire life.
“You’re awake!” he exclaimed. He sounded like a God-damned crazy person, and his eyes were even crazier.
I squinted up at the clock on the dash which read 6 in the morning. The sun just starting to come up. I didn’t know how the hell he had gotten me out of bed, dressed, and restrained without me waking, but he did it. He must have drugged me. There was no other explanation.
“Mm, mmm, mmmm!” I yelled out. I wanted him to at least take the sticky silver tape off my mouth so we could talk.
He looked around and reached back, yanking it off my face and pulling out all my downy hairs in one swift tug.
“Ouch!” I yelled out, wishing my hands were free to sooth the redness I could feel on my face.
“So you’re probably wondering what the fuck’s going on right?” he asked.
“Uh, yeah,” I replied. I was livid. I wanted to try so badly to keep my cool. Right then, I knew he was in control.
“I have to be with you, Molly,” he said as he adjusted his rearview mirror so he could both drive and see me at the same time. “If this is the only way, then so be it.”
“Kidnapping me is not the answer,” I yelled at him. “This is fucking insane.”
“I hope someday you’ll be able to get to a place where you can see what I see,” he said. “You and me, we’re two peas in a pod. We’re supposed to be together. You’ll thank me eventually.”