“I never meant to hurt you. I wanted to protect you and keep you safe.” His hand came to my cheek, and I couldn’t stop myself from leaning into it. The soft contact was what I needed after so long.
“That’s what you keep telling me, but I don’t know why. I need to know why, Duke.”
“I never stopped caring about you.” His sincerity stabbed right through me. I wanted to believe him with every ounce of my being, but I was scared. What if he is feeding me lines of bull?
Void of any type of love, attention, and physical contact for who knows how long, I couldn’t stop my body from reacting to it. Taking his hand from my cheek, I placed it on top of my left breast where my heart was pounding away, and then my eyes came up to meet Duke’s.
We sat like that for a while, neither of us spoke, not wanting to break the moment, and then feeling brave, I leaned into Duke and faintly touched my lips to his. His hand left my breast and went behind my head where it wrapped itself into my hair and pulled me closer to him where his lips came down on mine.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Duke
The constant back and forth was wearing on me during a time when I needed to be alert and aware. I didn’t want to fight with Natalie anymore. When I went to her, she looked small and meek laying in the bed, and my heart melted. I had done this to her.
I needed to make it right even if I couldn’t tell her everything yet. The way she let me wash her and then feed her was both intimate and submissive. The way I wanted her to be. And when she kissed me, I couldn’t hold back. All the emotions—the guilt, the sadness, the hope—came pulsing out of me. I put everything I wanted to say to Natalie that I hadn’t been able to say into that one kiss, hoping that she could feel it.
Natalie’s body pushed into mine, finding her way to my lap without breaking our kiss. I held her compact against me as our lips told each other everything we wanted to say. I leaned her back against the pillow, and she stretched out below me. Our kiss broke, leaving us breathless, and I hovered above her searching her face for consent. She nodded slightly, and that was all I needed to know before devouring her.
It felt like forever since my cock had been touched by anyone other than myself, and I was losing control quickly. And when my dick was rubbing her wet slit and she moaned loudly, I almost came. I tried to reign myself in, but her whimpers were almost too much. “Tell me to stop. It’s not too late.”
Her hand came to my cock as her hips lifted off the bed to meet mine, and her eyes never wavered from my own. She guided me into her, and there was no turning back. I took it slow at first, knowing that I wasn’t going to last long, but with her head slung back in pleasure and the tight feeling of being inside her, I couldn’t take it anymore and gave in to the moment. I slammed into her hard with a grunt. She took me and matched my pace with her own. Our lips met again in desperation. We sucked and nipped at each other.
She constricted around my dick as she yelled out and arched her back, driving me deeper as her orgasm took her. I was spilling inside her before I could even stop myself, and I fell breathless onto her.
Natalie snuggled into my arm as we lay together. For the first time since we’d been together, I didn’t rush from the room when she fell asleep on my side. I dozed in and out of sleep, knowing full well that the door was unlocked and that she could sneak out at any moment.
I woke to Natalie straddling me, rubbing her slit against my hardening cock. Lust read all over her face, and I grabbed for her hips, stopping her mid-thrust. She pouted and a laugh escaped. It felt good to laugh. “Are you sure, baby? We can’t turn back after this.” I knew that I should have been asking her that before the first time, but my mind had been so clouded by want that I couldn’t stand it. Then that I had some more of my senses back; I needed to make sure it was what she wanted too. I might be a lot of things, but I was not a sexual predator.
Natalie leaned forward and grazed a kiss across my lips and down my neck to my chest. “I want you, Duke. It’s okay. I want this too,” she said into my nipple as she gave it a little nip.
Letting go of her hips, she began grinding into me again, and the control I felt a few minutes before began to dissipate with every flick of her hips. I needed to be inside her again, but I wanted her to take the lead that time. She teased me with her body, leading me to the edge and then letting up enough that it was frustrating and hot all at the same time. It drove me mad with the need to be inside her, to come inside her, grew fiercely.
Her breasts bounced with each movement, and I reached up and rolled one nipple between my fingers and then the other. Her head rolled back and a soft moan escaped. I left a trail down her stomach to her core where my fingers found her clit and began making small soft circles. She squirmed on top of me trying to make better, faster, harder contact with my fingers, to find her release, but I wanted to tease her like she was teasing me.
“Please,” she begged me to get her off when my fingers edged away.
“Tell me you want me. That you belong to me,” my voice was husky with all the lust, but I needed to hear her say she belonged to me, that she wanted this as much as I did.
“I want you, Duke. I belong to only you,” she said as my fingers found her clit again, and that time I gave her what she wanted, the circles going faster and harder. With my other hand, I gripped her hip and guided her above my cock where she sat, allowing me to enter her. A sigh of relief came out as I slid into tightness. I slammed into her, setting a relentless pace as my desire rose to uncontrollably. I was about to go over the edge when she tightened around me, and her body shuddered above me with her orgasm, and again the constriction of her muscles lapped every last drop from me.
That time she fell on me breathless and then kissed me hard. When out breathing settled, I rolled her off of me and got up from the bed. “I’m sorry, Nat, but I have to go.” Not having planned to spend the day in bed with her, I had business that needed to be taken care of.
She looked pouty, leaning on her elbow with the sheet covering her naked breast as she watched me dress. I leaned over the bed and gave her one last kiss before exiting the room. “I’m sorry, but I have to do this,” I told her as I locked the door behind me.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Natalie
I lay back on the bed and screamed out of frustration, love, hope, all of the above. That wasn’t what was supposed to happen. I was supposed to escape, get away from Duke, go to the police, and if that meant seducing Duke to get there, then that was what I was going to do, but instead I found myself wanting him. Filled with desire for him. Loving him.
Yet here I was still his prisoner.
I was restless waiting for Duke to return. Even the things that had distracted me before, the books and the window, did nothing for me that time. I shook the doorknob in frustration and even considered seeing if I could rip another spring from the bed to get out of this room, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I didn’t know if I could trust Duke or not, but I knew that he was turning more into the guy I used to know, and I trusted that version of him, and if he told me that he was protecting me, maybe I should trust him enough to let it all play out.
So, I waited.
He returned when the sun was long set and the moon sent shadows around the room. The door opened slowly, and Duke peeked around. He scanned the room, and when his eyes found me sitting in the chair eyeing him up, a soft smile spread across his face, and relief filled me. I was scared that the cruel Duke would return.