Page 91 of Love is Strange
Ember, however, needs to be reminded that the only person she should be with is me. I can’t let this continue, not now that everything is ready for us to be together. She needs to learn that the only hands she should allow to touch her are mine. Everything of hers will belong to me: her kisses, her touches, and she’ll crave and need me as much as I do her.
Even if it's earlier than I initially anticipated, I can’t hold back now, not when she's so close and ripe for the taking. Her stupidity in letting that boy take her out tonight has brought my plans forward by almost a year, but I’m not worried. Now she’s eighteen, she isn’t too young for what I have planned for her.
Soon, so fucking soon. I just need to have a tiny bit more patience while I wait for the right moment to swoop in and snatch my girl out from under everyone’s noses. That moment arrives shortly after the movie finishes. Following them out into the parking lot, I keep to the shadows down the side of the building and stay out of sight. Casey gets into the other guy’s car while Ember talks to the dipshit Ollie. She waves as the car that Casey’s in pulls out of the parking lot, no doubt heading home.
I focus my attention on Ember, and when Ollie leans forward and kisses the lips that belong to me, I step out of the shadows and stalk over to where they are standing by his car. I pull my hood up and make sure my face is hidden, so they can’t recognize me. Ember is in for the shock of her life, but I look forward to making it all better.
Neither of them notices when I come up behind Ollie, and the next few seconds are hard, fast, and virtually silent. I slam his head into the car door, knocking him out with a single blow. I rush forward as Ember starts to let out a scream and spin her around. Then, placing my palm over her mouth, I push her up against the car.
“Don’t fucking think about fighting,” I growl, my voice is low and harsh, but I don’t care.
Using my body to hold her still, I can’t help but react to the heat of her against me. Ember lets out a muffled cry when she feels my erection digging into her, and I grind it against her, just the once.
“Soon, every inch of me will be yours. But first, it’s time to sleep,” I say.
I move my other hand up Ember's body and wrap my arm tightly around her neck. I apply sufficient pressure to cut off her oxygen supply, while taking care not to permanently harm her, until she goes limp against me.
When I'm sure she's unconscious, I lift her into my arms, and melting back into the darkness with her, I head for my car. I lay her gently on the backseat and grabbing some of the rope I brought, I quickly tie her wrists behind her back and blindfold her. Ember will be resistant at first when she wakes and doesn’t know where she is. She’ll no doubt want to run, but soon enough she’ll give in to me, and we’ll be together.
I hop into the driver's seat and drive slowly out of the parking lot, heading for the highway that will take us toward my uncle’s cabin, and our new home. I look behind me to where Ember is lying, unconscious, bound, and blindfolded. So fucking beautiful and all mine. I can’t wait to touch and taste every perfect inch of her.
We soon arrive at my uncle’s place, and Ember starts to stir and rapidly grows hysterical when she realizes she can’t move properly or see.
“Who are you? Where am I? Please let me go!” she screams as I jump out of the car, and go around to the passenger side where I open the back door, grab her legs, and start pulling her toward me. Ember’s dress slides up, giving me a tantalizing peek at her black lace panties, and I have to refrain from taking her right there on the backseat.
She screams and struggles against me, and I lean forward to whisper to her, “Behave yourself, Ember.”
Chapter Nineteen
EMBER
When I wake up,my hands are tied behind my back, and I can’t see. I have no idea where I am or who I'm with, and running through my head over and over again is the simple question: what will happen to me?
As I'm being pulled out of the car by my legs, I can feel my dress bunching up around my hips, and I let out a scream.
“HELP ME!” I shriek, and a hand lands over my mouth.
“I told you to behave, but if you don’t, then I will fucking gag you. Do you understand me?” he growls, and I nod, feeling tears leak from my eyes beneath the material, which covers them. His voice sounds familiar, but I can’t place it. My head is too scrambled, trying to wrap itself around the fact that I’ve been abducted. I let out a small sob when he runs a hand up my leg and strokes down the seam of my pussy beneath my panties.
“So beautiful,” he says softly, and then pulls my dress back down to cover my thighs. He lifts his hand from my mouth, and drags me the rest of the way out of the car.
I'm too scared to say anything because I don’t want him to gag me. I’m helpless enough without him robbing me of my ability to speak as well. When I'm upright, I can feel a hard body pressed against mine, and his scent fills my nostrils. I wish I could work out what it is about him that’s so familiar. His warm breath touches my face as he spins me around, and guides me forward with one hand on my shoulder, and the other on my bound wrists.
The musty, woody smell surrounding us, together with the lack of ambient sound and uneven ground, suggests we are somewhere remote and off the beaten track, probably in a forest. My heart sinks to my knees, realizing the possibility of surviving an escape is pretty low. His hand leaves my shoulder briefly, and I hear a door open. Then stepping forward, I take a deep breath, as we leave the outdoors.
Shutting the door behind us with a creak, I'm led into a building, which is probably a cabin of some kind if my guess about our location is correct. My heart skitters in my chest, and my breath escapes in short pants. I'm absolutely fucking terrified. I'm pushed forward until I’m lying on what feels like a bed and I’m pinned by my wrists. I can’t move.
“No, please don’t,” I beg when I feel him lift my dress.
A sharp smack lands on my ass at my words, but he doesn’t say anything.
A hand grips hold of my panties and tugs, and I begin to murmur over and over again, “No, no, no, no, no.”
He starts to slide the soft material down my legs, and I clamp my thighs together, earning me another harder smack, which makes me squeal.
“I won’t take you just yet. I want you to fucking beg for my touch. I already know how much you want me, but I need to hear you say it. You are such a delicious temptation, and I want a taste,” he says, and my body arches back involuntarily when I feel his warm, wet tongue lick me from my clit to my ass.
“You taste so fucking good, Ember.” I feel his hot breath in my ear.
