Intruder Inside My Soul (EDITED)

21

I knew I was awake when I felt my head pounding, my body burning from the heat and aching from the uncomfortable position I was in. But I refused to acknowledge that, hoping to fall asleep once again.

Something wasn’t right though, so I slowly did open my eyes in spite of my unwillingness and was met with a bare, muscular and very tattooed chest.

What the fuck?

I looked up and saw sleeping Tyler. His face was turned in my direction, one arm wrapped around my shoulders, our legs tangled. I was laying with my head on his shoulder while my arms wrapped around him.

No wonder I was hot and uncomfortable. I needed to get out of here. Fuck. I carefully removed my hands from his god sculptured body.

STOP THAT! I couldn’t afford to think about how sexy he was. Tyler was a piece of shit that I needed to get away from and not to drool over. Stupid hormones.

I slowly pulled off thin white covers that were draped over our bodies and realized that not only Tyler was in his black boxer briefs and he had a boner, huge one that made me lick my lips unintentionally, but that I was only in my baby pink laced lingerie that left little to imagination.

I cursed inwardly. I had to get myself together.

Unfortunately, while I was scolding myself for having some pretty inappropriate thoughts about Tyler, he moved somehow, making my hand land on his rock hard manhood. Realizing that, I froze.

Oh my god, he’s so huge.

“I could get used to waking up like this,” Tyler suddenly spoke in his sexy morning voice. I slowly looked up, and he was already staring at me with a fire in his eyes, smirking.

“Could you take your hand off of my dick, unless you were planning on jerking me off which I wouldn’t mind, so go ahead kitten. Make me cum.” He licked his lips. I jumped out of bed as if I got burned.

I was glaring at him.

“You fucking asshole! Why am I here?” I demanded. Meanwhile, he got more comfortable in the bed, leaning against the headboard with his hands behind his head. His smirk didn’t falter at all. On the contrary - it only grew.

“Can you be serious for one fucking second and stop being such a dick?” I demanded, getting more and more frustrated with him.

“It’s quite hard to be serious when you are dressed like that.” He looked at me up and down, biting his lower lip, making him so irresistible.

When I looked at myself, I remembered that I was only in my lingerie.

“For fuck’s sake, stop thinking with your dick. It’s not like I’m the first woman you’ve seen naked. Besides this,” I motioned between us, “is never going to happen so your little friend can go back to sleep.” I couldn’t stop frowning as I started to search for my clothes, which after a minute I realized were nowhere to be found.

“What the fuck? Where the hell are my clothes?” I demanded, looking at Tyler’s satisfied grin. He had gotten up from his bed standing in the middle of the room.

“There is a lot to discuss, and I just figured that it was unlikely for you to run off half naked. And much more fun, don’t you agree?” That bastard!

I am going to kill him!

So that’s what I tried to do. I actually launched at him and punched him square in the face. He stumbled back, not expecting my sudden attack. I didn’t wait for Tyler to recover and kicked him in the balls, which made him fall to his knees, yelling out in pain. He pulled his hands from his face and grabbed his manhood.

“You are the biggest piece of shit I know,” I hissed and was about to kick him in the face with my knee, but he surprised me and grabbed it before it could come in contact with his face. He used my imbalance and pushed me backwards, making me land hard on my back. I could feel carpet burning my skin on my elbows.

I gasped at the sudden impact with the floor.

“You will pay for this, my little minx,” he grunted as he crawled on top of me. I tried to crawl backwards to get away, but he was stronger and pulled me back and finally managed to pin me to the floor with his weight.

I was trashing and screaming underneath Tyler like crazy. I was beyond pissed and if I had a gun in my hand, I wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet through his brains.

“Get off me, you psycho! Get off! Help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. He quickly silenced me with one of his hands on my mouth, though it didn’t stop me from trying to be heard.

“Shut up!” Tyler hissed in my face.

I was glaring at him with hatred. I didn’t even care that his boner was pressing right at my vagina. I was far too angry. If I did not want to kill him so badly, I might have liked his pressure on me. But not now.

He put a little more force on my face, shaking my head a little.

“I said shut up. You don’t want me to tie you up and gag you, huh?” He waited for my response. I was debating whether to keep resisting. Every molecule in my body wanted to fight, but I was exhausted. So I nodded my head in response.

“Good girl. Now I am going to take my hand off and if you scream, I’ll tie you up and gag you. I won’t tell you again, understood?” He asked, and I nodded again. He looked at me as if searching for something in my eyes and after another moment he slowly removed his hand from my mouth, putting it beside my head on the floor.

I stared at his face, noticing that his nose was bleeding a little and red. The sight of that pleased me a little.

“So this is how we are going to do this. I will get up and so will you. I’ll give you some clothes to wear while you are here. It’s too distracting to have you walking around dressed in that.

After that, we’ll go to the kitchen, make some breakfast and talk like two adults.

You are not going to attack me because I will tie you down if you do. You won’t try to run, because I will stop you and I will tie you down. Basically everything you do against my wishes, I will tie you down.” This was crazy. How did I even got in this situation?

But then I remembered. Being a prisoner in my own house, getting drunk with Piper and Emma, but Tyler basically kidnapping me. Then, after passing out in his car, nothing. I didn’t know how or when I got into his bed almost naked.

I nodded my head once again, and he finally stood up, but not before he pressed his hard cock against me really hard. Unfortunately, I moaned at the forced contact.

That made Tyler pleased as he chuckled.