Page 25 of Kidnapped By the Boss

With his other hand, he slapped hard against my ass and started to pound into me at top speed. My legs were getting weak from the force of it, but I didn’t care about that. An orgasm started from the base of my belly and shuddered out to the far edges of my skin. I shook against Vincent, trying to get ahold of myself, but he continued ramming the spot until I was starting to feel more and more overwhelmed.

“Sir,” I begged. “I can’t.”

“You wanted to come,” he said.

“It’s too much,” I whimpered. My mind was starting to blur and I was shaking uncontrollably. “Sir please.”

“I’m almost there,” he huffed. “Make me come.”

I started to throw my hips backwards, meeting Vincent’s thrusts and trying to get him over the edge with me. I was sweating and didn’t think I could hang on much longer, but Vincent felt so good that my hips wouldn’t stop rearing back against him. He slapped my ass again and that little bit of force dragged me over again. Without even having truly come down from my first orgasm, another one yanked at me and I froze in place as it seized up my whole body. I shuddered and shook, and thankfully, Vincent growled and shoved himself all the way into me. Already in the throes of passion, I could feel the warmth of Vincent’s seed filling me up and it nearly made me pass out, it felt so good.

“Fuck.” Vincent shuddered. “It’s like you were trying to break my dick off and take it with you.”

I was almost totally limp and just being held up by the force of Vince’s hold on the leash. “I was considering it.” Vincent unwrapped the leash from his hand and then carefully pulled it from around my neck. I fell back, trusting him to catch me, which he did, then he scooped his arm under my legs and lifted me up into a bridal hold. I wrapped my hands around his neck and gave him a kiss. “That was incredible.”

He smiled at me. “I was hoping you’d enjoy it.”

Carefully, he set me down on the bed, then gave me a kiss on the cheek before saying, “I’ll go get a cloth to clean you up.” He lifted a pamphlet up off the side table and said, “We can order room service if you’re thirsty or hungry.” Then he handed it to me.

I looked over the options while Vincent got both himself and me cleaned up, then he opened the door to the pool so that the night air could blow in, stopping to flip a button on a small machine on his way back to the bed. A few seconds after he did it, the room filled with the delightful smell of seawater and some sweet, floral fragrance—he’d clearly found an appropriate scent in a scent diffuser. He climbed into bed with me and we both snuggled under the blankets, sitting up with me wrapped in his arms.

“Did you decide?” he asked.

“Yeah. These brie and mushroom things look incredible,” I said.

Vincent grabbed his phone from the end table and said, “Anything to drink?”

“Just tea I think.”

Vincent typed a few things on his phone before setting it aside. “Should be here soon.”

“Great.” I snuggled closer to Vincent and said, “Thank you so much for all of this. Wewillget a full honeymoon, I promise, but in the meantime, this has been pretty wonderful.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’ve had a nice time too. We should maybe just do this from time to time,” Vincent said with a chuckle. “And yes, we will absolutely get to our honeymoon if it’s the last thing I do.”

Not long after we enjoyed a late-night snack of brie and mushrooms on mini-slices of toasted baguette along with some glasses of freshly made, hot green tea, my eyes started to feel really heavy. Vincent’s sixth sense on me kicked in, because he wrapped his arms around me and curled me even closer to him, slowly working us down into a lying position. The tea candles lit around the room finally started to burn out, and eventually the room was bathed in darkness, cool from the wind outside, and filled with the calming scent of the fake ocean and I slowly started to drift away.

As wonderful as this day had been, I couldn’t help but be a little concerned that this interrupted honeymoon was the first of many times Vincent and I would have to put our relationship second to our work. I simply had to pray that we had the strength as husband and wife not to let it break us.