Precious Cargo: Taken

Chapter Three

KYLIE

Kylie woke to the feeling of someone staring at her. She must have fallen asleep, but for how long, she didn't know. When Kylie opened her eyes she couldn't see him, but she knew he was there. She could feel him, watching her.

He came toward her and sat down on the left side of the bed next to her. "Here, drink this."

She felt a straw being placed at her lips. Not knowing whether she should trust him, she hesitated for a moment. Would he poison her? Why? Why would he kidnap her and then poison her?

"It's only water, it's safe." he said, answering her unasked question.

Taking the chance that he was telling the truth, she sipped. The water hit her tongue. She hadn't realized how thirsty she was until she tasted the water, drinking until the container was empty.

He pulled the straw away when she was done. "Would you like more?"

She began to shake her head then realized he probably couldn't see her if she couldn't see him because of the darkness and said, "No."

The stranger stood and pulled the blanket off of her. Kylie felt a dip at the end of the bed. Her legs naturally bent and came up. His hands gripped her legs and spread them apart. He bent to her sex, his fingers lightly caressing her inner thighs and up toward her moist apex.

Kylie's mind was racing. "What are you doing?"

"Exactly as I please." He said calmly. "Don't worry. You loved this when I did it before." His fingers deftly touched the folds protecting her opening and spread her open, exposing her.

"But..." She couldn't think. "I..." His mouth was on her, kissing and tasting her, his tongue licking her lower lips.

She trembled. It felt incredible. How was it that he had this effect? It was never like this with Colin, the only other guy she had ever done anything remotely this intimate with. Colin was her first, and while he hadn't gone down on her with his mouth, he had touched her there. But it definitely hadn't felt anything like this.

The heat filled tension built below, leaving no room for thought. All she could do was feel.

His tongue found her entrance and he probed her, making her arch toward him as if asking for more. The tension was beginning to be too much as he licked her, his tongue stimulating her in the same way she knew his cock would soon do.

Kylie knew this should scare the hell out of her but fear was not what she felt right now. As his tongue entered and exited her, his thumb was circling and applying pressure to her nub, sending jolts of heat through her. She didn't know whether she should scream or cry when an earth shattering orgasmic explosion hit her.

So she opted for both. She screamed during her bliss and cried in the aftermath, knowing this was wrong. She felt shame. It was not normal to feel pleasure from the monster who had stolen her from her life.

His grip of her inner thighs loosened as he softly caressed and kissed his way up to her mouth. Her pleasure was still on his lips and tongue as he invaded her mouth, giving her a taste. New heat in her core erupted.

His hand guided his cock to her entrance, wet and waiting. She felt herself throbbing, practically begging him to do exactly what he was doing. This had to stop. She shouldn't want this.

Kylie turned her face away from his mouth, breaking away from the all-consuming kiss, "Please, stop..."

He settled his cock at her opening, shifting his weight to his elbow and gripped her chin with his other hand to force her face back to center. She still could not see him, but she could feel his breath on her and smell herself on him. "This is going to happen, Kylie." His long finger gently stroked the side of her face, "It can be enjoyable for you, or not. I can be as gentle or as forceful as you would like."