Kidnapped

Protective

When I woke up the next morning I felt giddy and happy. My body was sore and tired, but in a good way and I was resting my head on James´s naked chest. We had the thin blanket over us but our upper bodies were completely bare. I sighed happily, completely forgettig where I was, just being so comfortable in James´s arms. I layed there for a while, listening to his regular heartbeat, as the memories from the night before started to come back to me.

His hand gently cupped my breast as he broke of our kiss and stared in to my eyes. My heart was puonding in my chest as I looked back at him, feeling him grow against the inside of my thigh. It was really happening. I was losing my virginity to a fucking moviestar.

His hand let go of my breast and trailed down, further down, making me moan in anticipation. He never let his eyes move away from mine as he touched me where I had never been touched before. I was completely naked. He was still wearing his boxers, though it was clearly visible that he was just as excited as I was.

"I´ve dreamed of this for a long time now", he whispered against my ear as he trailed kisses down my jaw and neck. I answered with a low groan and put my hands in his hair, holding him closer to my body. It was going to be perfect. I just knew it.

James´s hand moved up and down my bare back, making me tingle all over. I looked up at him, realizing he was awake, as I could see him looking down at me with a sweet smile playing on his lips.

"Good morning, sweetness", he whispered and I smiled up at him. Then he suddenly looked worried and gently touched my face with his fingers. "How are you feeling?"

I smiled wickedly at him and raised my eyebrows. "Kind of sore, actually, thank you for asking", I told him, making him chuckle and kiss te top of my head.

"I feel great", he whispered and pulled me closer to him.

We laid there for a while. It seemed like for an eternity. I never wanted for that moment to end. Being there, with him, made me realize how much I actually cared for him. It felt like he actually knew me. Everything about me, and not only the shit everybody else knew.

Then he broke the silence. "Maybe we should get dressed", he said with a grin. "You know, in case Denim Guy comes down here." I started to giggle when I heard him use my nickname for him.

We sat up and I suddenly felt so exposed, naked as I was, sitting so close to him. I wraped my arms around me, covering my breasts. James looked down on me with a smirk on his face and chuckled.

"Yeah, ´cause it´s not like I´ve seen them before", he said and rolled his eyes at me. I put my tounge out at him, making him laugh even more. Of course I started to laugh to and pretty soon he pulled me closer as we laughed together.

With a light kiss on my lips, he finally stod up from the bed, and put on his boxers. I just stayed n the bed, looking up at the God of a man standing in front of me. Even with a body covered in bruises he looked so good it was mouthwatering. I noticed that he looked thinner than he had when we first met, and it made me sad.

I almost didn´t think about how hungry I was anymore. The hunger had become such a big part of our every day life, that we had learned to accept it, just like with so many other things. Of course he had lost some weight.

He turned to me with a grin on his face, raising an eyebrow at me. "Enjoying the show, gorgeous?" he asked me with a smirk and I couldn´t help but to smile back at him. "I know I sure do", he added and looked down at my body with lust in is eyes.

Something in my body tightened and I wanted him, so bad. I did something then that I never thought I would do. I removed my blanket, leaving my body fully exposed to him. I thought it was against my nature to do something like that, but something about the night we had just shared, and the nights before that, made me trust him more than I had ever trusted anybody before.

I watched as he opened his mouth and stared at me in shock. I chuckled and smirked at him. "Enjoying the show, gorgeous?" I asked him and he smiled and nodded. Then he made his way over to me and laid down beside me, looking straight in to my eyes. He gently cupped his hand against my cheek and kissed me softly on the lips.

"I thought you said that you were sore", he gently chuckled and stroked his hand over my face. "Now, get dressed before I forget about that fact ..." He raised an eyebrow and laughed as I sighed, dissapointed.

I wraped the blanket around me and stod up. Then I started collecting my clothes from the floor and went to our little bathroom to change. After I was done I walked back to the bed and stoped dead in my tracks, staring at the bloodstain on the bed. James chuckled at my reaction.

"Well, what did you expect?" he asked me, clearly amused. "Don´t worry about it, baby."

I glared at him and could feel my face turning red as I actually realized what we had done. Oh my God, we had sex! It had been for real, we had actually done it. He had taken my virginity.

That was the moment when the door over our heads opened and Denim Guy slowly made his way down. I quickly put the blanket over the stain to cover it up and turn to face him. I was glad I had put my clothes on and a little worried that James was only wearing boxers.

Denim Guy´s Eyes glowed in that evil way that promised something bad was going to happen. It was the stare that he always wore before beating on us. That look on his face that made my heart stop of fear. So it did this time, but not for my own sake. He was looking at James, with pure hate. Why? I don´t know, maybe he was just in a bad mood. It made me shake with fear nonetheless.

It all happened so fast, suddenly Denim Guy was hitting Jamie over the face and the side, making him buckle over from the pain. He was on the ground and Denim Guy just kept kicking him over and over. I saw red. I couldn´t take it, watching him hurt Jamie like that. My Jamie!

I threw myself at him, desperately trying to keep him from hurting James any more. It was in that moment that I realized how weak I had really become during the month and a half they had been keeping us locked up. He just threw me off of him like I weighed nothing, and there was nothing I could do about it.

With fear, I watched as he came closer to me, his fists already closed. I knew what was going to come next and I mentaly closed down. Once the emotions where off I could calmly look up into his face and wait for what was about to come.

As the first punsch hit me I had already closed down completely and I felt no pain at all, though I knew it would come later. My lack of reaction just made him angrier, making him hit and kick me harder. I opened my eyes at one point, seeing James on the floor. He tried to reach out to me with his hand, but he was to far away. I wanted to tell him to not be afraid. It would all be over soon. Don´t you worry about me, gorgeous. I´ll be alright.

The last thing I saw before I closed my eyes was a foot. Quickly making it´s way towards my face. Damn!