Kidnapped in Dunvegan

11

My escort had surprised me. He was nice and courteous to me for the entire evening. He put his arm around me while we watched the dolphins on the ferry and traveled past the small islands where the seals lived. Then, later on at the harbor, he bought me a plaid in the colors of the MacLeods and placed it over my shoulders to stop me from shivering at his side.

He told me about Dunvegan Castle, the MacLeods and their history and the legend that revolved around the Selkie. Mythical beings that looked like seals, but which were able to shed their fur and turn into human beings. However, we avoided the topics of his father and the murders of the women who Adam had known. I got to know a very different Adam this evening and I was thankful to Molly for having literally thrown us out of the house so that we would go to the harbor festival together.

And yet the evening also had a bitter aftertaste for me, because the more time I spent with Adam, the more it became clear to me that I was more than just attracted to him. I enjoyed his attention, the way in which he cared for me and how he always asked how I was feeling and I absorbed his slightest, accidental and maybe even intentional touches.

Yes, I wanted these touches and I even longed for them inside. My body had won the battle. Everything about me yearned for Adam. This thought made me panic, because I knew that if he just tried it on with me, I would end up losing the game. I would just allow it to happen. I was still able to escape his charms, but what would happen if he crossed the line that still separated us, even my fears might not be able to hold me back. I was prepared to take the risk of feeling an even deeper void. A void that would reach right into my soul, because even though I thought I loved Aidan very much, compared to what Adam made me feel, Aidan was completely meaningless to me.

On the way back to the car, I bent down to pick up a stone. However, I was actually doing this to remove Adam's arm from around my waist without being too conspicuous. When I had managed that, I stood in front of a shop window looking interested to fall back a little bit. I couldn't say what was actually in the shop window. I just looked inside without observing anything in particular. I followed Adam two steps behind him so that he couldn't touch me again. I just had to try and keep more distance between us again. We had got far too close this evening.

"Are you trying to get away from me?", Adam enquired with raised eyebrows. He just stood still and looked at me questioningly, but I could see from his face that he had long since seen through me.

"No," I said and walked past him relaxed.

"I think you are."

When we got to the street where the Porsche was parked, Adam grabbed my arm, pulled me towards him and pressed me up against the stone wall of the church with his body. I gasped in astonishment.

"What is actually your problem?", I nagged at him.

"You," he said with a troubled gaze. "You get under my skin and I can't do anything about it. You have to hold me back. I don't want to hurt you. I know I shouldn't do it. Not after everything that has happened to you. You're right when you say that men like me are not right for you, but you make it really difficult for somebody to resist you."

Feeling his body so close to mine clouded my senses and made me feel confused. I pressed my hands against his chest to do what he had asked of me, but feeling his hard chest muscles and the intense look in his eyes stopped me from applying any real force. My muscles had started to throb. Yes, I wanted to stop him, but I couldn't do it, because I liked how it felt to be close to him. His warmth, his breath, his smell.

"Adam, please," I begged quietly.

Adam ignored me and moved closer to me with his face. His aftershave and his masculine fragrance engulfed me and I took a deep breath. I closed my eyes because I hoped to be able to block him out, but that just made everything even more intense. His hands were on my waist and pulled me closer to his abdomen. I could really sense how aroused he was underneath his kilt. I started to panic and experience a pulsating desire. This mixture of fear and lust felt like a thrill.

"You are different to the women who usually come here. You would never have irrelevant, meaningless sex." He was breathing deeply and rubbed his nose over my neck. "You make me crazy. Just knowing that I can't have you makes me even more hot for you. I want to enter you and look into those innocent eyes while you cry out and call my name."

I became weak at the knees and I felt as if I was melting. I felt the pull of desire in my stomach, the weight that took over my breasts when Adam pressed his lips on one of my hard nipples through the material of my blouse. A moist heat penetrated the material. I was shaking and my breath was taken away.

"Adam, no," I whispered, but I didn't mean it like that. I was no longer able to stop him.

His dark gaze met mine. "There is this fire in your eyes and also fear." He closed his eyelids and suddenly he distanced himself. "Maybe you are not nearly as innocent as you look. You are standing here leaning against a church and your cheeks are red with excitement." He gave me a look of reproach.

I gasped for breath in outrage and moved away from the wall. "Whatever you think you have seen is not there."

He moved closer to me again and remained just a breath away from me. "I will prove to you that there can be sex without love. You will sleep with me and then you'll be able to walk away without suffering. You'll just have the feeling that you have had good sex." He put his hand forcefully on my lower back and then pressed himself right up against me.

"What are you up to?", I asked panic-stricken.

"I will taste these full lips. I have wanted to do this for such a long time." Without waiting for my answer, he took over my lips. His kiss was not affectionate as I had expected a first kiss to be like. It was passionate and full of desire. It demanded me to surrender.

I threw my hands around Adam's neck in surrender and snuggled up to him. As the tip of his tongue pressed against my lips, I opened my mouth powerlessly and let it in. I moaned quietly as our tongues touched each other. I had been kissed before, but it had never felt like this. I melted like ice in the sun. Only Adam's hands on my neck and back kept me on my feet. I sucked and nibbled his lower lip and sighed. I felt Adam's hard member on my stomach. The heat and wetness soaked my pulsating private parts.

I had never been kissed like this before. Aidan had never been as far away from my mind as he was now. Adam's kiss was scorching hot. His lips moved on mine softly and roughly. Demanding and eager. We were no longer aware of our surroundings. I felt like I was in a trance and I was only able to feel the butterflies in my stomach and the warm tingling sensation which flickered through every cell of my body.

Suddenly, Adam pulled himself away from me and let out a hoarse groan. "I was wrong to think that you were innocent. If you don't want me to press you up against that wall there, then we should stop immediately." He lifted his hand and stroked my swollen lips with his thumb. This soft touch was sufficient to warm me up again immediately. Uncertain, I took a step back. I definitely didn't want to have sex in the street next to a church. Even though I had to admit that I was quite aroused and I was barely able to resist throwing myself into Adam's arms again. The vibration between my legs was so severe that I almost wished my private parts didn't feel a thing. Then, I would cuddle up to Adam's broad chest and let him take me here right now.

"If you keep looking at me like that with those bedroom eyes, then I will make good on my threat. I am only a man and I'm currently lacking in willpower." Adam snarled, took my hand and then pulled me towards the car. "Let's go home. Right now!