Right Now (The Seduced Series) (3 page)

“You are free but if you run I will drag you right back here,” he threatened with his lips inches from mine. A warm shiver ran down my spine and I took in a shaky breath…breathing in his erotic masculine scent was so intoxicating. I couldn’t even keep a steady clear thought around him.

“Why are you doing this to me?” I asked.

“Because I want you,” he whispered.

T
hat was it for me, I didn’t even let him finish as I found myself brushing my lips up against his. He returned the kiss immediately; his lips were hard, passionate and wanting against mine. My breathing changed and came in gasps as he lifted me off the chair. I wrapped my legs around his hips as he started to back me up against the wall pushing his growing erection into me. His lips never left mine as he held my arms up over my head and began trailing kisses and love bites down my neck. My mind couldn’t comprehend what I was doing anymore. I suddenly felt my back against the mattress and I knew there was no turning back from this now, I honestly wanted him in a strange and weird way. I was not sure how long I’ve spent moaning in pleasure from him touching and licking me in places I never thought were possible. He slowly ran his fingers over my slick wet pussy. Then ever so slowly, he stuck one finger into me then two. He then started to kiss me down my neck over my collarbone and in between my breasts. Until he licked straight down over my stomach not before he dipped his tongue into my belly button making me moan even louder. He made his way down even farther till his mouth was on my swollen nub. He licked and teased me till my legs became weak from the pleasure.

Did it matter that I did
n’t know his name? That he was my kidnapper and possibly even a murderer? That I was naked underneath him in a room that I’ve never seen before in my life? Did it matter that he was about to take me? No, none of those things mattered because there was nothing that I wanted more at this very moment but him. I will deal with whatever consequences I must face tomorrow, if I lived to see a tomorrow that is. But for now I will devour my own personal nightmare and turn it into a pleasurable fantasy.

I gasped when he
got on top of me and slide his big, thick cock inside of me. The feel of him deep inside of me is unbelievable, something that I missed doing. He pumped into me slowly and oh so passionately like he’s making love to someone that he knew for some time, not a complete stranger like me. I can’t control my body anymore, nobody has ever touched me like this. I can start to feel my legs quiver as my pussy tightens and I come. I come so hard that I think I saw stars, he follows suit and comes seconds later. As he pulls out of me he kisses me passionately. He turns me over on my side and wraps his strong muscular arms around me. I feel dead tired and my eyes slowly begin to close from the exhaustion from this crazy night.

The sun shined
, sending the light directly into my eyes. I groaned realizing that I couldn’t keep my eyes closed any longer. Then I thought about what happened last night and then I didn’t want to open my eyes. I mentally went through a checklist of what happened after I left Betty at the club. Okay one, I was kidnapped. Two, he was not a figment of my imagination, he was definitely real and third I did indeed slept with him.

I didn’t even know his name and yet I
still slept him. It was amazing though; I knew I would remember it fifty years from now. He was that good as I thought to myself and laughed. I said I would take whatever punishment waited for me; I guess God decided to take me up on my offer. As I slowly opened my eyes I realized that I was in a different bedroom than the one I remembered from last night. This one was bigger and had a bigger bed; I swear ten people could fit comfortably into this bed. I slowly turned over and noticed the bed was empty. The furniture was just as impressive but a bit darker and more masculine than the other room. There were two large beautiful striking paintings of scenery’s that hung on the wall. Also there were two large wooden doors and a single door in the opposite direction that were both closed.

I’m
going out on a limb here but I’m guessing this is his bedroom. Butterflies started to attack my stomach at the thought of facing him and what happened between us last night. Well it was now or never, I had to find him and get the hell out of here before I lose my cool. I looked around for my silver dress but I couldn’t find it. Shit! What do I wear now? I couldn’t just walk around this place naked! I climbed off the bed taking the top sheet with me as I walked through the single door. Once I opened the door I realized that it was a bathroom. All white and huge, so I decided to put it to some good use.

I felt a little better after a
quick refreshing shower. I was extra careful not to get my hair wet. I knew I wasn’t going to find a blow dryer anywhere in here. Feeling a little guilty, I used his toothbrush. After what we did last night, shit what was the point of worrying what he thought? I had no idea what I was going to wear so I pushed open the two wooden doors, and too my surprise it was a closet. Not just any closet but a huge walk-in closet, filled with clothes from every angle. I took one of his shirts from a dozen of them off the hanger and put it on. I thought about taking a pair of his pants but decided against it. I strolled over to the window and opened up the curtain slowly. My mouth hit the floor when I saw that the ‘window’ was actually a sliding door leading to a spacious and roomy balcony. That was not the only thing that made my mouth hit the floor, I was three stories up, overlooking a huge and spacious backyard and a massive pool! From what I could see, this was definitely a mansion.

This is crazy! I thought
to myself as I exited the room and found myself in a hallway, I was going to get lost and I knew it. I started to walk to my right and thought that this guy cannot be real; he’s hot and rich too? This is hardly fair. I sighed when I came across a grand staircase but I thought to myself, he is real. I spotted him sipping coffee by the kitchen; he was wearing a delectable dark blue suit. The memory I had of him in a semi-lit room did not do him any justice. He was strikingly dead sexy under the precise light.

He was
sitting with an older brown haired woman, maybe in her early fifties? Was it his mother? I took a deep breath when I couldn’t see a resemblance. She looked up at me then quickly looked away, she didn’t seem surprised to see me. Ah, so seeing women come down the stairs in nothing but one of his shirts was normal for her? I don’t know why that seemed to upset me but it did. He didn’t look up until I made my way down to the last step. When his eyes met mine for that brief moment I held my breath. I was right about his eyes being blue, really blue nonetheless. His eyes watched me carefully, detached and full of desire as he slowly took in my appearance. The look he gave me confirmed fear number three, oh yeah we slept together because the way he looked at me was like he wanted to take me back upstairs for round two. A shiver ran down my spine as I dropped my eyes down to the floor not wanting to make any more eye contact.

“Good morning,” he said turning his attention back to his cup of coffee.

“Morning I guess. Where are my clothes?”

“I disposed of it. I figured you wouldn’t run if you didn’t have any clothes,” he calmly replied.

“You what?” I shouted at him. “You have no right to just throw my clothes away!  Who the fuck do you think you are?” I glared him furiously.

“I’m the guy that kidnapped you remember,” he said in a threatening tone and flashed me a menacing smile. I flinched. Even though he was gorgeous beyond belief and we slept together; something told me I was skating on thin ice with him. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down.

“Look I don’t want any trouble, I just want to go home,” I said my voice a soft plea. “What do you want from me?” My sudden mood switch threw him off for a moment.

“Right now I just want you to stay put,” he said. I thought I heard a plea of his own in his tone.

“Can you tell me why I’m here and why me?” I asked.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t be asking questions. What is important is that you’re safe here, end of discussion,” his blue eyes flashed towards me.

I realized
that talking to him was useless at this point. I turned to the woman, who seemed oblivious to what was going on between us. Was she in on the secret too? I quickly turned to the older woman and pleaded.

“Excuse me ma’am can you please help me, I have to get out of here it’s not safe for me to be here. Please,” I pleaded to her and for a moment she looked shocked but then her face quickly turned blank.

“I’m sorry sweetie, I can’t help you,” she said with a deep Latin accent. “Rest assured this is the safest place you can be.”

“No, no its not, please…” I whispered as I desperately shook my head.

“Yes it is
,” she persisted. “No one here will harm you sweetie, including Mr. Evers, you should listen to him he knows what’s best for you,” I looked back at him.

He
seemed to ignore my plea to this woman. It was only then I whispered ‘Evers.’ Then I saw a strange emotion in his eyes. I couldn’t understand what it was? What was he longing for, that he didn’t have already? I thought bitterly to myself.

“No he doesn’t, please help me.” I tried one last time, knowing very well that this was a losing battle. I could never win with him, hell he even had his staff keep me here locked up like his prisoner. She smiled apologetically then walked away leaving the both of us in the kitchen. “Wait,” I tried to scream but only a whimper came out.

I didn’t want to admit
it but I felt afraid to be left alone with him. He was devastatingly handsome and he had a dangerous aura about him. I could feel his gaze on me but I didn’t dare to meet his eyes. So instead I sunk to the floor and wrapped my arms around my legs, breathing deeply trying to calm myself down from a full blow panic attack.

“If you just relax you would see that she’s actually telling the truth,” he said with calm soothing voice.

“Who are you to judge what’s true or not? You’ve got your maid lying for you,” I shouted at him as I got up off the floor. He was really furious now, something told me to run but I was stuck here, frozen.

“I don’t have maids. I have help and they are considered family around here, so I suggest you start showing me some fucking respect,” he shouted at me.

I recoiled as though
t that he just might slap me, it felt like he did by the tone in his voice and I deserved it too. Though I didn’t mean any disrespect towards him or his staff, I was just mad. I slumped back down to the floor and for one spilt second I thought I seen him flinched too.

“Stephanie, clear my schedule for this morning. I’m going to be a little late today,” he said as I looked up to see him talking on his cell phone. I then realized I had one more weapon in my arsenal. “Angelina, please get up off the floor,” he said quietly as he put his cell back inside of his pocket.

“It’s not like you care. So why bother,” I countered back at him but he didn’t say anything. “I’ll call the police then,” I threatened.

“Go ahead,” he laughed like I was missing something obvious. “You’ll just be wasting your time.”

“What the hell does that mean?” I got up off the floor again staring at him dumbfounded.

“They
won’t help you. I made sure of it,” he said nonchalantly while taking another sip of his coffee. I was shocked when I realized he actually meant it.

“How? Who are you?” I whispered to him.

“I’m Dennis Evers, sorry I didn’t introduce myself earlier,” he said amused with himself.

Dennis Evers
? It couldn’t possibly be true but it was. Holy shit! I remember Betty saying something about him and his company; wanting to set up some sort of graphic design image for his company and that Impressions was one of the top choices. I didn’t know much about him anyway but from what Betty told me he was a corporate mogul type, rich and powerful. He ran a multibillion dollar business called Evers and Evers Communications at a very young age. That explains a lot, like why he kidnapped me so easily and why his mansion looks like a freaking castle and also why I couldn’t call the police. My face dropped into my hands from pure disbelief.

“No one will believe me anyway. They’ll all think I’m some sort of crazy girl hopped up on something,” I muttered to myself. Maybe I should consider another possibility.

“I wouldn’t run either if I were you; we’re not in the city anymore. Plus there are guards all around the estate,” he said as I dashed passed him. “And I gave them a thorough description of a young woman that might try to run. I told them to keep her here at all cost,” I froze right on the spot.

It was pointless to run now. H
e and his guards would just drag me back here. I don’t know what I was thinking when I grabbed a tall glass vase. He didn’t even turn around to look at me and what I had in my hands.

“This can be easy or this can be very hard. It’s your choice but either way you’re not going anywhere,” he added with his back to me.

I quietly w
alked towards him with the vase in my hand and aimed it in the direction of his head. It was a blur when he turned and grabbed the vase right out of my hands before it could hit him. I staggered back as he stood up with anger returning into his eyes as he charged towards me.

“You’re really starting to piss me off!” He shouted.

Fear stricken
, I retreated back gasping only to be stopped by a locked door. I whimpered, as I couldn’t look at him anymore. I wrapped my arms around myself. Suddenly he stopped and put the vase down like it scorched his hand. He put his hands up in defense and took a few steps back.