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I arched my back, quietly moaning into his mouth as his hand traveled up my thigh, his touch soft and teasing. He broke the kiss and lowered his head to the nape of my neck, his lips pressed to my skin. A soft purr left me when his fingers settled on my underpants, grazing over my wetness.

He kissed me down the neck before his lips landed on my left breast. And there, he sucked on my hard nipple, deliciously biting and licking with the tip of his tongue.

I moaned softly at the dual actions that sent a wave of ecstasy washing over me, his lips on my nipple and his finger inside me.

He’d shifted my panties to the side to gain access, and now, he pushed further in, with his thumb grazing my clit.

My fingers gripped the sheets, and I arched my back, biting my lower lip while writhing beneath him.

He was good with his fingers and even better with his tongue.

I dared to reach for his groin, my palm caressing his length nestled behind his joggers.

His shaft was as hard as a rock, and the print of his size stole my breath.

Lost in a sea of ecstasy, I grasped the waistband of his joggers and tugged down until his organ came into view.

I glanced down at it, but his position while fingering and sucking on my breasts was an obstacle to the sight I anticipated.

However, that was not at all a problem because stroking his length seemed to fuel my desire.

He groaned slightly, basking in the relaxing comfort that my small hands provided.

He left my breasts and reclaimed my lips, his hip coming down between my legs.

As he deepened the kiss, I slipped his cock in through my wet entrance, and a sharp moan came forth.

My cunt swallowed him whole, stretching out the further inside me he drove.

It was so good, and I didn’t realize how sex starved I’d been until now.

He raised my leg for better access, his palm caressing my held-up thigh.

The sensation was overwhelming, sweet, and electric as his waist ground against mine.

Nik’s strokes were gentle but deep, so deep, in fact, that I could feel his organ in my stomach.

His hands were all over my body, his lips still locked to mine while striding inside me with slow and relentless thrusts.

I wrapped my arms around him, my fingers raking his back as his fervent kiss sealed and muffled my moans.

In that moment, he was not the evil brute, the devil who kidnapped me and kept me prisoner. No. He was not my captor. No. He was something else—something more, something I was too scared to name.

I broke the kiss, my moans finally finding expression as I clung to him like a lifeline. Nik penetrated my pussy with strokes that left me yearning for more. His touch was electric, the feeling of his lips on my skin sending tremors down my core.

How could a man I claimed to hate stir up such a level of ecstasy within me?

I felt like a woman after a long time, and his experience in bed was legendary.

No man had awakened such desire in me before.

None had touched me, kissed, and caressed me the way that Nik did.

He didn’t rush it, didn’t let his lust take the wheel.

Nik was in control, and subconsciously, I submitted to his superiority without even realizing it.

He said he owned me, but while taking me, his gentility and compassion said the exact opposite.

There was no dominance exerted, no act of condescension or demeaning words to prove a point.

Nothing like that. It was just pure, unbridled pleasure, the kind that made me question his personality.

I thought he’d be rough; I thought he’d claim me like I was a piece of property.

I thought his thrusts would hurt and that his dominance might throw me off, even though I was already turned on.

But I was wrong.

I was fucking wrong.

It baffled me how the same hands that caused others a lot of pain were the chief architects of my pleasure.

His fingers slipped into mine in both hands, and he slid them upward, trapping them over my head.

Bounded by his gentle yet firm grip, I surrendered myself to him, my eyes locking passionately with his.

As we stared at each other, holding one another’s gazes, his thrusts quickened, hips slamming vigorously against mine.

My breasts bounced up and down in response to his relentless strokes, my moans growing louder by the second. His waist pounded me hard, his grip on my fingers tightening, making sure I was unable to use my hands. I loved it—the feeling of being in bondage and letting him take me as he pleased.

Throughout this entire time, I’d forgotten all about my plan to escape; I just wanted to enjoy the moment, to feel him inside me.

I locked him in, wrapping my legs around his waist. He trapped both my hands underneath one of his palms, and with the other, he delicately choked me, fingers digging into my neck.

That was more like it.

I moaned louder and louder the further into me he drove. Nik’s eyes bore into mine, his pace quickening while I writhed like a snake beneath him. He pushed deeper, slammed harder, as if fueled by my moans.

Nik’s guttural growl announced his arrival, and in that moment, moved by the adrenaline coursing through me, I forced my hands out of his grip and wrapped them around him.

I wanted deeper contact; I wanted to feel his skin against mine while he filled me up with his essence.

Usually, I wouldn’t want this; I’d be smart enough to ensure he didn’t cum inside me.

But that wasn’t the case tonight. Tonight, I lost it. I lost control, and I bet he did, too. I’d tossed my sense out the window and let the wild one take control, the lioness he’d awakened. I locked my legs around his waist, my arms wrapping around him in anticipation of his release.

Nik pushed further in, his thrust deeper than before. And with a primal growl, he shot his load in my pussy, his essence filling me up while he looked deep in my eyes. My face contorted in ecstasy, a smile breaking through as a sigh of satisfaction left my lips.

My wet pussy accepted every single drop of his load, my heart racing in my chest. Nik slid off me and lay on his back, both of us staring blankly into space with heavy breaths.

It wasn’t until the heat of the moment began to cool off that I realized what huge mistake I’d made. My hands smoothed my hair backward as the guilt settled in, gnawing at me from every angle. But this was a necessary evil. It has to be done.

Now, phase one was complete, and as I lay there beside him, my eyes opened to the most perfect opportunity to escape. There was a way out of this place, and I’d just found it here in this room, in the ventilation shaft I was looking at across the room.

This was it.

This was my escape route.

A small, knowing grin tugged at the corners of my lips, and I let out a soft sigh. However, as exciting as this opportunity was, it was a delicate window that must be utilized well, lest I be caught.

Nik lay tired and exhausted beside me, which meant he would eventually fall asleep. I waited patiently, and during that time, I planned the perfect and smoothest escape from this place.

Even Nik wouldn’t see it coming.