Captured (Chris Brown Story)

Chapter Two: Prisoner For Life

I was sitting on the couch, like I had been all day, my eyes observing every movement Chris made, trying to figure him out. Did he just enjoy kidnapping people so he could torture them? Or was he just crazy? He felt my stare and looked over at me, his eyes glinting in the small amount of light that invaded the room. He turned the light off and only the glow of the moon illuminated the room. My body froze as he walked over to me, and then he pinned my wrists about my head as he climbed on top of me. 

"What are you doing?" I asked shakily as his face hovered above mine. He ignored me and leaned down until I felt his soft lips brush against mine. I shuddered and he kissed me, his mouth moving roughly against mine. Why was he always so rough? Why couldn't he be gentle for once in his life? I remembered what he said about kissing him back, so I unwillingly wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. When he slipped his tongue in my mouth to tangle with mine, I was so tempted to just bite it. I held back the temptation, knowing I didn't want to stick around for the punishment. But still, I bet he wouldn't like it very much if I bit his tongue... Maybe it would even teach him a lesson.

When he finally pulled away, he bit his lip and grabbed my wrist, pulling me up with him. He drew me to his chest and stared down at me. 

"Chris." I said softly, hoping he wouldn't be mad that I said his name. 

"What?" He asked impatiently. 

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, cringing instinctively in case he decided to explode with anger. 

"Because I can." He stated simply, a grin spreading across his face. 

"And what if someone came looking for me?" I asked quickly. He sighed and then chuckled softly. 

"You're nowhere near Florida, Bri." He assured me. 

"W-what?" I asked, my eyes widening in shock. 

"You're in Cali." He stated, his eyes searching mine for a reaction. 

"C-cali? As in, California?!" I said, suddenly getting frantic. I tried to push away from him but his arms held me tighter, refusing to let me go. He just nodded and then picked me up bridal style, startling me. 

"Put me down!" I yelled, and he glared at me. 

"Shut up." He snapped, and I instantly stopped talking. He ascended the stairs, and then opened a door, plopping me down on the king sized bed that I had been laying on this morning. He turned off the light and I heard the door shut. I trembled when the lock turned, and then everything was silent. I could practically hear my heart bating in the deadly quiet, and then I jumped when I heard the sheets move next to me. I heard him breathing as he climbed into the bed and his arm snaked around my waist, forcing me to lay down as he pulled me into his chest. His arms wrapped around me and my breathing accelerated when I realized he wasn't wearing a shirt. My hand came in contact with his abs and I instantly jerked it away. He chuckled and I felt his hand grasp mine, dragging it back down until my palm lay flat against his hard six pack. 

"Touch it." He ordered, and I whimpered quietly as his hand led mine down further. My heart pounded in my chest when I felt the waistband of his boxers beneath my fingertips, and then he shoved my hand inside. I gasped in shock when I felt my fingers connect with something warm and hard and surprisingly smooth. His hand forced mine to wrap around it and squeeze gently. His breathing sped up and he let out a groan. I was disgusted. His hand suddenly released mine and his lips were at my ear. 

"You never felt one before?" He whispered as his member hardened in my hand. I shook my head quickly and I heard him chuckle. 

"This should be fun." He mumbled to himself. I closed my eyes, praying that I wouldn't have to do anything else. I continued to stroke him against my will, and after a while his hand grasped mine again and pulled it away. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I knew it wasn't over yet. I felt his hands curl around my waist as his lips kissed my neck softly. He sucked one spot on my neck that made a moan escape my lips, and I instantly cursed myself. How could my body actually like this?!