I Fell In Love With My Kidnapper.

Chapter 13.

"I love you." I moaned, while my face was sucking the life out of him.

He groaned and moaned, "Fuck."
He spanked me, I pushed my pussy into his face. He roughly grabbed my panties off, and pushed his face into my pussy. He ate it as if he desired to eat me. He pulled my hair away from my face. There we were, a messy 69 position. His tongue making me tremble in my own skin. I craved him.
I craved him inside of me, pleasing me.
Ever inch of my trembling body, needed him...

He stopped licking, pulled up his pants, and said,
"Want me to make love to you?"

I hesitated, but with a steady mind, I said, "I'll be honored." "I'm a virgin,
so it'll hur-" I was cut off... his finger was pressed against my lips.

"Shh.. It'll be alright. But do you truly want me?" he said, so gently.
I looked at his hardcore abs through his white shirt.

"More than anything."

Just there, he took off his shirt, exposing his abs. God... I loved his body. His rock hard abs outlined his huge bulky figure. His large arms filled with muscles.

He went straight to my neck, kissing it, Having his cold hands on my curves, rubbing his hands lower, and lower. While I was aching his touch even lower. The cravings of his cock inside of me, pleasuring me.

"Fuck me." I said.

"You don't have to tell me twice."

He stood up, and lowered his pants. I laid on my tummy, push my ass up against his dick.

"Damn... You're dripping wet."

I stayed silent, and pushed my ass further, so his cock could enter my pussy. The tip entered.

"Ahhhh.. shit.."

"My God, you're tight."
I giggled.
"Fuck me harder, and make it nasty." I demanded.