“Take all of your clothes off, and go and stand outside.” It’s an order, so again, I do as I am told. He is so handsome standing there in the light of day, muscles straining under his t-shirt, hair all messy and unbelievably sexy.
For a second, I consider running, but the nightmare is still haunting me and whilst I know it can’t come true, I still feel shaken by it. I am also in the middle of numerous acres, and I have no idea where I am and I am also butt naked.
“Please, Luke, I’m begging you.”
“Get your underwear off and be quiet, Dani.”
I do as he orders.
He tips a bottle of tepid water over me and I started to wash myself as quickly as I can. Luke comes over and rubs some shampoo into his hands and then adds a touch more water to my head. He then he starts washing my hair, massaging my scalp. I’m confused, hopeful and increasingly aware of the fact that I am naked and he is inches from me, it’s such a turn on, even amongst the craziness of the situation. The sensual massage seems to last for ages and the longer it goes on, the more desperate I become to feel his lips against mine, feel the pulse of him coming inside me and feel the wholeness that I feel when he is plunged deep into me.
He rinses my hair and turns me around so that I am facing him. I can see the longing in his eyes; hear it in his voice when he speaks.
“You really do fuck with me. I should be cutting you up for what you’ve done, but instead, all I can think about is shagging the arse off you. You’re something else, Dani,” he whispers as he pulls me into his arms and presses his lips against mine with such longing and force that I think I might explode.
His tongue is in my mouth exploring, and I can feel myself melt into him as if we are one. My breath is coming in short, sharp bursts and I forget about the drugs, the money and being trapped in the container because, in the heat of the moment, all I want is him.
His hands are on my bare breasts, circling my nipple, causing waves of pleasure to ripple through me. I reach down to feel him through his jeans, hard and ready to enter me. He unzips himself, pushes my head down and I take his swollen penis in my mouth and he groans out loud and whispers my name. I suck him until he is on the brink of exploding and then I stop, teasing him as I lie down on the grass and part my legs, hoping that his tongue will find me before he enters me.
He licks around my labia, teasing, his tongue darting in and out until I beg him to stop.
“Please, Luke,” I gasp – and then he is on me and in me and we were grasping on to each other, panting and hungry for a climax.
I feel him erupt between my legs and I come, a pulsing throbbing orgasm that leaves me breathless. He stays there for about ten seconds before he turns over and rolls off, arm behind his head, eyes closed and a look of satisfaction on his face.
I stare at him and then jump in fright when he stands up suddenly, pulling his jeans on and turning back into the Luke that I don’t know, shattering the brief euphoria that has settled over me.
“That should never have happened. Fuck, you’re a sexy bitch and a tease. Now, back to business. Have you thought of a plan for how you’re going to get the money you owe me?”
I was stunned. I stupidly thought that because we’d just made love, well, I thought that he would let me go and we’d work something out as a couple.
“I thought…”
“Don’t think, Dani, unless it’s about getting my money back. We had sex, that’s all; don’t go all gooey-eyed on me. Tell me, what is your plan? I’m eager to find out.”
The tone of his voice was making me nervous, I could tell that he was getting impatient with me.
He switches my phone on and a series of beeps and alerts follow. I sit on the mattress huddled up at the back of the container, feeling afraid and confused by what just happened. I had never felt used before when it came to sex because I’d never slept around with lots of different men. I only ever had one partner before Luke and we had been together for three years from the age of seventeen. I was confused because I knew that Luke loved me – well, I thought he did – but then he’d switched from boyfriend mode back to business mode.
“What’s your boss’ name? Is it Alicia?”
“Yes, why? What has she said?”
“Just asking where you’ve gone to. I’ve sent her a text message so she doesn’t worry.”
“What did you say?”
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