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Story: Devil's Lair
“Hang tight. I called in a few favors. Do you remember my ex from college, Beck?”
“Yeah? I thought he was the asshole that dumped you for a career in New York?”
“He is. But he also works for ABC News. They’re coming to Grant’s Pass to interview you and get Rose’s disappearance some major media attention. Someone will call the anonymoustip line. He said massive media attention can help solve missing person’s cases.”
“She’s running out of time. If she’s even still alive. The Sheriff’s department isn’t doing a thing… at least it feels like they aren’t.”
“Don’t let yourself think like that. But I do need to warn you—Beck said human trafficking is a hot commodity all along the Western Coast from Mexico to Canada. It’s a big reason why his producer agreed to cover Rose’s story.”
“Oh my God! My baby sister, God, no!” I wailed.
“We’ll find her. Kennedy. I swear to you. I booked my flight and rental car. I’ll be there tomorrow.”
“No! Please, no! Stay away. Stay far away. I couldn’t bear it if something happened to you here, too. Please. Hals.”
“How do you think I feel, knowing you are all alone smack dab in a human trafficking hot spot?”
“I’m okay. I have awareness now. Besides, who would be dumb enough to strike twice?”
Despite my bravado, a shiver snaked up my spine. I fell asleep feeling ice blue eyes hot as fire watching me from across a wooded field. I was barefoot chasing the Rose’s ghost over the forest floor.
Fear gripped me.
Was I too late?
Is she gone?
“Rose!” I screamed at the tip of my lungs as I ran after her.
I stopped at the foot of a cliff leading to a rocky gorge that resembled a mini Grand Canyon. “No!” I screamed as I watcher my sister go over the edge.
Arms of steel wrapped around me. ‘I’ve gotcha girl.” His deep voice penetrated the haze. His beard was soft against the side of my face, absorbing the tears rolling down my cheek. My eyes shut, looking away.
“She’s gone. Where did she go?”
“Same place as you… trapped in the Devil’s Lair.” He spun me around to face him.
“I don’t understand?”
“This canyon. It’s called Devil’s Lair, sugar.” His lips descended upon mine before I could ask just who the heck he was but somehow I already knew. His lips pried mine apart, a low growl emitted from his chest as his tongue sought mine. He took my mouth, conquering it. My hands fisted in his shirt. I wanted to get away. I didn’t want to be branded by this brute’s kiss.
It was a possessions he shifted his hips, ramming his large cock up against my tummy. Even through his jeans, I felt that shaft wanting to claim me. Hips jutted into my tummy, the head of his cock insistent…. He wanted something…. It was too much. He was overbearing, stirring things in me that made me afraid. I saw myself stripped bare, riding that big cock; letting him fill me with thick cum as my breasts bounced in the sunlight.
“No,” I pushed him back. Afraid of my own desire.
“I’ll tell you where she is… but first I need this sweet pussy,’ he growled cupping me. I sighed in relief as the pressure from his hand felt so good against my throbbing core.
“More, sugar?” In seconds his hand was under my yoga pants, ripping my panties aside so his thick fingers could course through my wet folds. “Ah that’s it my baby,” he crooned, finding my tiny jewel and using two fingers to circle it.
I cried, as he went round and round before inserting those same fingers deep. “You like that baby? Soon it’ll be my huge cock tearing you up. It’s so big we barely gonna fit. You gonna feel like silk heaven on my cock, baby. You think you can take it all like a good girl? If you do. I’ll get her back for you….”
“Gah!” I woke ups twisted in the sheets my heart and clit pounding. I needed to come. I needed relief from my sex dream. Flinging an arm over my head in embarrassment I touched myself. Imagined it was him.
I came hard and fast, crying out alone in the dark.
Then it hit me.
I knew where Rose was. I felt it I my bones.
“Yeah? I thought he was the asshole that dumped you for a career in New York?”
“He is. But he also works for ABC News. They’re coming to Grant’s Pass to interview you and get Rose’s disappearance some major media attention. Someone will call the anonymoustip line. He said massive media attention can help solve missing person’s cases.”
“She’s running out of time. If she’s even still alive. The Sheriff’s department isn’t doing a thing… at least it feels like they aren’t.”
“Don’t let yourself think like that. But I do need to warn you—Beck said human trafficking is a hot commodity all along the Western Coast from Mexico to Canada. It’s a big reason why his producer agreed to cover Rose’s story.”
“Oh my God! My baby sister, God, no!” I wailed.
“We’ll find her. Kennedy. I swear to you. I booked my flight and rental car. I’ll be there tomorrow.”
“No! Please, no! Stay away. Stay far away. I couldn’t bear it if something happened to you here, too. Please. Hals.”
“How do you think I feel, knowing you are all alone smack dab in a human trafficking hot spot?”
“I’m okay. I have awareness now. Besides, who would be dumb enough to strike twice?”
Despite my bravado, a shiver snaked up my spine. I fell asleep feeling ice blue eyes hot as fire watching me from across a wooded field. I was barefoot chasing the Rose’s ghost over the forest floor.
Fear gripped me.
Was I too late?
Is she gone?
“Rose!” I screamed at the tip of my lungs as I ran after her.
I stopped at the foot of a cliff leading to a rocky gorge that resembled a mini Grand Canyon. “No!” I screamed as I watcher my sister go over the edge.
Arms of steel wrapped around me. ‘I’ve gotcha girl.” His deep voice penetrated the haze. His beard was soft against the side of my face, absorbing the tears rolling down my cheek. My eyes shut, looking away.
“She’s gone. Where did she go?”
“Same place as you… trapped in the Devil’s Lair.” He spun me around to face him.
“I don’t understand?”
“This canyon. It’s called Devil’s Lair, sugar.” His lips descended upon mine before I could ask just who the heck he was but somehow I already knew. His lips pried mine apart, a low growl emitted from his chest as his tongue sought mine. He took my mouth, conquering it. My hands fisted in his shirt. I wanted to get away. I didn’t want to be branded by this brute’s kiss.
It was a possessions he shifted his hips, ramming his large cock up against my tummy. Even through his jeans, I felt that shaft wanting to claim me. Hips jutted into my tummy, the head of his cock insistent…. He wanted something…. It was too much. He was overbearing, stirring things in me that made me afraid. I saw myself stripped bare, riding that big cock; letting him fill me with thick cum as my breasts bounced in the sunlight.
“No,” I pushed him back. Afraid of my own desire.
“I’ll tell you where she is… but first I need this sweet pussy,’ he growled cupping me. I sighed in relief as the pressure from his hand felt so good against my throbbing core.
“More, sugar?” In seconds his hand was under my yoga pants, ripping my panties aside so his thick fingers could course through my wet folds. “Ah that’s it my baby,” he crooned, finding my tiny jewel and using two fingers to circle it.
I cried, as he went round and round before inserting those same fingers deep. “You like that baby? Soon it’ll be my huge cock tearing you up. It’s so big we barely gonna fit. You gonna feel like silk heaven on my cock, baby. You think you can take it all like a good girl? If you do. I’ll get her back for you….”
“Gah!” I woke ups twisted in the sheets my heart and clit pounding. I needed to come. I needed relief from my sex dream. Flinging an arm over my head in embarrassment I touched myself. Imagined it was him.
I came hard and fast, crying out alone in the dark.
Then it hit me.
I knew where Rose was. I felt it I my bones.