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Increasing the speed of my strokes, my fingers running along the length of my enormous cock, I think of Rue sucking me off. I can almost feel her hot, wet mouth around me, tasting and teasing me until I'm on the brink of pleasure. My breathing grows heavier as I imagine her lips running along my shaft, her tongue flicking from time to time over my tip. Gripping myself tighter, I tug harder, awash with pleasure and anticipation. Letting out a muffled moan of longing as I picture a burst of pleasure erupting from my body, my cum spilling into Rue's willing mouth.
My fantasies become more daring, my mind conjuring up images of Rue beneath me, her body thrusting against mine in heated passion. I thrust my hips forward and enter her in one swift movement, filling her with my thick cock. Imagining her tight walls gripping me, I thrust deeper and deeper into her. In my fantasy, I come again, my groans echoing off the shower walls as I imagine Rue screaming out my name as I pour my cum into her.
My body trembles and my breath hitches as my orgasm takes hold. Jerking off swiftly, shaking as I shudder through the pleasure, my hot cum spurting all over my hand.
Good boy.
“Mmm.” I run my fingers through my hair as I lean back and savor the moment, a contented smile pulling at the corners of my mouth. I let out a sigh of satisfaction as I step out of the shower. That didn’t go quite according to plan but fuck it. It’s all I’ll ever get from her, so I might as well use my imagination to bring myself a release so that I can focus on the task in front of me, and that is to protect her at all costs, even if it means giving up my own life for her.
And I would, not just for the job but because I’m falling so hard for her; the thought of her experiencing any pain squeezes my heart making it difficult to breathe. She has consumed me, but nothing will stop me from protecting her—even my own feelings.
Chapter5
Rue
“What the hell is this?’
My cry of outrage at the flash storm that has literally turned the road leading up to the mountain resort to mud is met with an icy glare from Isaac, who has been relegated to driving me due to the one security guard per guest rule.
We bounce in the Range Rover through a pothole, causing me to grip the dashboard so I don’t go flying.
Usually, I sit in the back to be driven around, but no way was I not sitting next to Isaac. I’m drawn to him like a moth to a flame, even though my wings will be scorched, I can’t help it. Once again, I curse myself for entering his bedroom after he left mine last night. It was a liberty that I should’ve left well enough alone. Wishing I could’ve joined him in the shower clawed at me all night, but something stopped me.
The fear of rejection.
Never in my life have I been rejected by anyone I’ve set my sights on, but Isaac is different. He is loyal to my parents and has ethics and morals that I wish he didn’t. I wish he had dragged me from my bed to impale me, defile me, ruin me all night long, but no. He has to go and jerk off his frustrations in the shower.
I’m not mentioning it. It will only arouse me to say it aloud to the point where I climb into his lap, and then he will reject me. I know he will. Eventually, I’ll break him, but it won’t be anytime soon. In the meantime, I’m stuck in a car with him cursing under his breath for being a babysitter to a pampered Princess.
“Nice,” I growl. “Is that what you really think of me?”
“All I know is that my spine has come flying out the top of my neck because of you and this fucking trip.”
“How was I meant to know the road was so shit?”
“Gee, I don’t know, do recon, find out before you drag us up here in a fucking monsoon.”
“It’s not a monsoon,” I pout, but who am I kidding? We are about to get washed away. “Oww,” I yell when my head hits the ceiling of the car. “Slow down, will you.”
“I want to get there now before we break down in a pile of mud on the side of the road. Buckle up, Princess, this is only going to get worse.”
“Ah!” I scream as he slams his foot down on the gas, and we take to the air for a brief moment in time, where my life flashes before my eyes. “Fucking hell, man!”
Simmering in silence for a few minutes as I concentrate on staying alive, I wish I’d never tempted fate. Clearly, this is part of their stupid plans for me. It’s the middle of summer in Coe Bay, where it’s hot with blue skies and little to no rain. This is a complete malfunction of the weather. Even heading up the mountains, I didn’t expect this. And the road? What the fuck happened to the road? Apart from it being washed away by the torrential rain.
“How much further?” Isaac grits out, white knuckling the steering wheel.
“I don’t know,” I squeak. “I have zero clue where we are!”
He slams on the brakes so hard that the car skids to the side, and I scream, gripping the seat belt tightly before he comes to a dead stop.
“What do you mean you have zero clue where we are?”
“Uhm,” I murmur, licking my lips and avoiding his gaze because he’s made me feel like a naughty schoolgirl, and not in a good way. “Precisely that. Zero clue.”
“So we have gone the wrong way?”
“Possibly. How should I know? You’re driving.”
