Kidnapped for Christmas

  “I’m back, sweetheart.” He sat on the bed beside her, watching as her eyes flicked to the two plastic shafts in his hands.

  “What…what are those?” she asked in that soft, lilting voice.

  “They’re for the next part of your fantasy.” He laid them on the bed beside her.

  “Oh.” Her voice was small. “So that’s what you meant by…by double penetration.”

  He frowned. “Did you have something else in mind? Another man? Because I don’t think I can help you with something like that, sweetheart. When I’m with a woman I like, I don’t share.” Damn right he wouldn’t share her. He felt a hot flare of possessiveness grip him at the very thought.

  She shook her head quickly. “Oh, no—you thought I meant I wanted two…two men at once?”

  “Is that what you wanted?” he asked bluntly. Had he misread her fantasy? Had he misread her?

  She shook her head. “I only want you, Master,” she murmured, looking into his eyes. “No one else. And I don’t need any elaborate fantasy to make me happy as long as you’re here.”

  He gave her a long, measuring glance. “You mean that, don’t you?”

  She blushed. “I know it sounds stupid when I don’t even know your real name. But, well… I can’t help it.”

  “Kyle,” he said, knowing he shouldn’t tell her even as he did. “My name is Kyle.”

  “Kyle.” She tasted the name on her lips, rolled it on her tongue. Then she smiled as she looked up at him. “Master Kyle.”

  “If you prefer.” He liked his name on her lips—liked it much more than he should’ve.

  Her eyes returned to the two vibrators lying beside her. “Are…are you going to put those in me? Both at the same time?”

  The genuine fear in her eyes made him wonder again for a fleeting second if she had changed her mind. Why would she write a scenario that so obviously made her nervous? But there was desire far back in the dark depths of her beautiful eyes too—the desire not so much to be penetrated as to submit. And if she had to submit to having both vibrators inside her, he knew she would. She would do it for him—because he was her master.

  Leaning forward, he ran the back of his hand over her cheek. “Yes, sweetheart, I’m going to put them in you,” he murmured, trying to make his voice gentle. “But not at the same time. I think it would be easier to put this one in first.” Reaching down, he picked up the smaller, thinner vibrator. “Have you ever been penetrated anally before?” he asked her.

  She bit her lip and shook her head. “Will it hurt?”

  “It doesn’t have to.” Reaching into the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed, he pulled out a single-use packet of lube. “I’ll get you ready first and all you have to do is just try to be open for me. Just like you were with the wax. Okay?”

  She nodded, her dark eyes huge in her pale face. For a moment Kyle just wanted to throw the fantasy out the window and forget about following the rules. He wanted to set her free—untie the damn black silk scarves and gather her into his arms. He wanted to hold her, to kiss her and tell her they could do anything she wanted. But that wasn’t what she was paying for, he reminded himself. She was paying to have her boundaries pushed and he was there to push them.

  So instead of untying the scarves, he ripped open the packet of lube and spread some on his fingers. “Open your legs for me, sweetheart,” he murmured, looking down into her eyes. “Open up and let me get you ready.”

  Chapter Six

  Jillian couldn’t believe it had come to this. Double penetration. Who would have guessed that her little sister was this kinky? Or maybe Sabrina had just written the most extreme things she could think of without actually believing they were going to happen to her. That would be something she would do—she could be so disconnected from reality sometimes. At any rate, whether she had intended for things to go this far or not, Jillian was now going to have to pay the piper for her sister’s wild fantasy.

  Again the idea of admitting who she was and what she was doing here crossed her mind. But she didn’t want to. First because it seemed like she was really connecting with this man—with Kyle, she reminded herself. She knew it sounded silly but she couldn’t help herself—she liked him a lot. And it wasn’t just because he gave her the most amazing orgasms either. He seemed like a genuine person, an intelligent man she could talk to about more than golf, which had been Barry’s main topic of conversation.

  The second reason she didn’t want to stop was that, as strange as it sounded, she actually wanted to submit to him. He was her master, at least for right now, and she wanted to open herself to him completely and give him what he demanded. If that meant letting him put both of the scary-looking vibrators inside her, she was willing to give in to him. Although she’d rather have his thick shaft inside her instead, she thought longingly.

  His fingers, when he touched her, were cool and slick with lube. Jillian moaned softly and closed her eyes as he worked them into her, stretching her where she had never been stretched before. It felt so strange to be letting him do this to her and yet, so right at the same time. She could feel herself beginning to get hot again as his fingers scissored gently inside her, opening her for him completely. It was an incredibly sensual experience to lie there helpless and allow him to do things to her that no one else had ever dreamed of doing, that she herself had never dreamed of asking for.

  “You ready?” he murmured at last, withdrawing his fingers.

  Jillian nodded, not trusting her voice. She watched mutely as he rolled a condom over the length of the slim black vibrator. It had a bulge near the end that was really frightening—probably to hold it in place once it was inserted. Then he was pressing the cool tip of it against her rosebud, pushing forward relentlessly as he entered her with it.

  “God, Kyle…Master!” she gasped involuntarily as it slid inside her. He had done a good job preparing her but it was still difficult to have something where there had never been anything before. For a moment Jillian wondered if she could take it.

  Kyle seemed to sense her problem because he stopped with the slim black vibrator only halfway inside her and looked at her seriously. “Do you want to say your safe word, sweetheart?” he asked.

  Jillian shook her head. “No, Master,” she whispered. “It’s just…it’s hard. Hard to let you…do this to me.”

  “I know, baby,” he murmured with unexpected tenderness. “But just take a deep breath and try to be open for me. I’m almost in. Here, let me try to make it a little easier for you.” He reached between her legs with his other hand and began a slow, steady stroke along the sensitive side of her clit with one long finger.

  Immediately the pain she had been feeling was eclipsed by the pleasure of his gentle, sensuous touch and Jillian felt her heart rate begin to quicken as her breath caught in her throat.

  “Better?” he asked softly, looking into her eyes as he touched her.

  “Uh-huh.” Jillian did as he asked and took the deepest breath she possibly could. Then she let it out slowly, consciously trying to relax her entire body by concentrating on the pleasure he was building inside her. Kyle seemed to sense she was ready because he began his forward thrust again and soon the entire length of the black vibrator was buried in her body.

  “So beautiful when you submit,” he breathed, withdrawing his hand at last. “How does it feel?” The expression on his face as he looked down at her was half desire and half concern.

  “Not bad,” Jillian admitted, as much to herself as to him. She missed his touch between her legs already. “Just different. Fuller.” She eyed the other vibrator that was still lying beside her on the bed. “Does…does that have to go in me too?”

  He nodded and gave her a smile. “Double penetration, remember?”

  “I’d much rather have you inside me instead.” Jillian didn’t know where she got the nerve to proposition him again, especially after he’d turned her down before but somehow she just couldn’t help herself. She wanted him badly—badly e
nough to risk rejection a second time to get him.

  “You know I can’t do that, sweetheart.” His deep voice was rough and she sensed he was teetering on the edge of indecision. If she could just push him over…

  “Please, Kyle,” she whispered, deliberately using his name. “I know we’re working with a certain set of guidelines here but this fantasy…I don’t want it anymore.”

  “Then say your safe word.” His dark brown eyes challenged her but Jillian shook her head.

  “I don’t want to,” she told him. “Not if it means we end this and I never get to see you again. I don’t want the fantasy anymore but I do want something out of this encounter—I want you.”

  He groaned softly and shook his head. “Don’t tempt me, sweetheart. You have no idea how badly I want you right now. But I told you—according to the contract I can’t fuck you.”

  “Then don’t fuck me,” Jillian said softly, holding his eyes with her own. “Make love to me, Kyle. Now.”

  It was as if her words broke something loose inside him. With a low growl he leaned over her and untied the black silk scarves that held her wrists in place in two quick moves. Then he pushed down the black leather pants.

  It didn’t surprise her a bit to see that he was naked beneath the tight, black pants. And his cock was every bit as big as she had thought. In fact, it was considerably bigger than the vibrator he had been about to put inside her. Wow, you really traded up, the little voice in her head said and Jillian couldn’t help but agree. In fact, he was so big she wondered how he was going to fit inside her, especially with the other vibrator already buried in her body below.

  “Satisfied?” he growled, standing still for a moment to let her look her fill. “You said you wanted to see me naked.”

  “More than satisfied.” Jillian eyed the creamy drops of precum beading at the head of his cock. “Can…could I taste you? The way you tasted me?”

  “You want to?” He sounded faintly surprised.

  Jillian dropped her eyes demurely. “I would love to suck my master’s cock if he would permit me,” she murmured, feeling deliciously naughty and hot at the same time. She was really enjoying this submissive thing much more than she would have ever believed possible.

  Kyle didn’t answer, but he sat on the bed beside her and motioned to the floor. Jillian was a little stiff from being tied in one position so long but she found it easy enough to get on the plush carpet between his feet and kneel up to take his cock in her mouth. To her surprise, the slim vibrator he had already put inside her stayed in place quite well, adding an extra sensation of fullness when she moved.

  He was long and thick and the warm, the musky scent of his skin filled her senses, leaving no room for anything else but desire. She lapped hungrily at the broad head of his shaft and his rumble of approval seemed to vibrate her very bones as she sucked him into her mouth. He was so thick she couldn’t get much of his shaft between her lips but she used her hands on him too, stroking his length up and down while she sucked and licked his tip.

  Kyle groaned softly and threaded his hands through her hair. He didn’t try to force or control her in any way, just guided her gently as he fucked into her mouth. Jillian had a sense of unreality as she sucked him. She never would have believed this morning that by late afternoon she would be happily going down on a complete and total stranger. But he didn’t feel like a stranger—not anymore. He was her master—he was Kyle. And besides, she wanted to give him pleasure the way he’d given it to her. Not to mention the fact that she wanted to familiarize herself with his sizable equipment before he put it inside her. She could feel him throbbing against her tongue and she was sure he was about to come at any time. She had never swallowed before but she wanted to this time. Wanted to show him what a good girl she could be, taking everything he had without spilling a drop. Just the thought of that made her even hotter and she sucked and lapped with extra enthusiasm, getting ready for the hot blast of cum at the back of her throat…but it never came.

  “Enough, sweetheart.” Kyle tugged her gently away and pulled her back onto the bed beside him.

  “But why…why did you stop me?” Jillian was reluctant to stop. She had gotten into a rhythm and had been enjoying the touch and taste of him in her mouth as well as his soft groans of pleasure as she brought him closer and closer to the edge. It was a very powerful feeling to know that she was turning him on so much.

  Kyle grinned. “Because I want to make love to your sweet little pussy, not your mouth,” he said, stroking her cheek. “And I want you so bad I’m about to burst.”

  “I want you too,” Jillian admitted, feeling suddenly shy. “How…how do you want me? Should I lie on my back again?”

  “I don’t think so.” Kyle leaned back against the headboard and motioned for her to straddle his hips. “I want to watch you ride me, baby,” he murmured in a low, husky voice. “Lower your sweet little cunt down onto my cock and let me fill you up. But first…” He tore open another condom and rolled it down his throbbing length. “Are you ready?”

  “More than ready,” Jillian murmured. “Only…” She hesitated to mention it but she still had the slim black vibrator he had buried in her virgin ass firmly inside her.

  “Yes, sweetheart?” He stroked her cheek, making her shiver with need.

  “I still have…what you put inside me, inside me,” she said, hesitantly. “Should I take it out?”

  “I don’t think so.” He eyed her hungrily. “I promised you some double penetration, didn’t I?”

  “Then…you want me to leave it in?” Jillian asked. “I mean, you’re so big and having this inside me is going to make it such a tight fit and I…”

  Kyle frowned slightly. “Sweetheart,” he murmured, looking into her eyes. “I know it’s hard to take but I put that inside you for a reason and I want you to leave it there while I take you. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Master.” Jillian dropped her eyes, feeling a rush of pleasure as she submitted to him.

  “Good, then come here and work your tight little pussy down onto my cock,” he commanded.

  Blushing, Jillian did as he commanded, dropping her hips until the head of his cock brushed against her tender inner cunt, teasing the bud of her clit until she thought she might scream. But just as she was lowering herself onto him and the broad plum-shaped head was breaching her tight entrance, his hands on her waist stopped her.

  “I want you understand something before we start,” he murmured, looking into her eyes. “I’ve never done this with a sub before.”

  Jillian frowned. “Never?”

  “Never.” He shook his head firmly. “I know that sounds like a line but it’s true, sweetheart. When I play a scene with a sub, I don’t let it finish with sex. Some Doms do but I don’t. I want you to know I’m breaking the rules here—the rules of We Kidnap U and my own personal rules.”

  Jillian shook her head. “Why are you telling me this?”

  The stern look on his face softened. “To let you know you’re important to me. I’m doing this with you because I want to get to know you. So promise you won’t run off after the scene is over.”

  Jillian felt warm all over. “I won’t,” she promised softly. “I-I want to get to know you too.”

  He pulled her closer and gave her a long, slow, tender kiss. It was as though they had all day and he wasn’t achingly hard and waiting to feel her pussy wrapped around his shaft. Jillian kissed him back, enjoying the tenderness as much as the domination. She’d never been with a man who was willing to hold off just to talk and kiss once they reached a certain point. If she’d been having sex with Barry right now, he would have already been finished five minutes ago—hell, five hours ago. There was no way he would have spent so much time drawing out her pleasure and submission as Kyle had done. Of course, he was getting paid to do it, but something told her that even if he wasn’t, he would have done the same. He genuinely enjoyed this, teasing her slowly, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm as he gra
dually taught her to submit. And Jillian had to admit she was enjoying it too—she was loving it, in fact, and couldn’t wait to feel him inside her.

  Kyle pulled back with a final soft kiss. “Let’s get started,” he growled in her ear.

  “Yes, Master,” Jillian breathed, resting her hands lightly on his broad shoulders.

  He put his large hands on her waist and guided her down slowly. Jillian bit her lip as she felt him press inside her, stretching her as she had never been stretched before. Kyle went slowly but it was clear he wasn’t prepared to stop unless she said her safe word. But despite the slight discomfort as inch after thick inch of his cock slid into her open pussy, Jillian was glad she didn’t know the magic word. She didn’t want to be tempted in any way to stop this—she just wanted his thick shaft inside her, filling her completely no matter how hard it was to bear at first.

  “Easy, sweetheart,” he murmured as he pressed up into her. “Just relax and open up for me. Let me in and let me fuck you.”

  Jillian moaned softly but did as he commanded, spreading her legs even wider and giving herself to him completely, opening herself as she had never done for anyone before. At last she felt him nudge the end of her channel and knew he was all the way in. Looking down, she saw that he was buried to the hilt in her body, filling her entirely, just the way she’d wanted him too.

  “Like what you see?” Kyle pulled out an inch and sank back into her slowly, letting her watch as he penetrated her. She shivered at the erotic sight of the root of his cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt. She was so tight and wet that it was an effort for him to move inside her and the slender black vibrator buried in her ass made her even tighter. Still, despite the slight pain, she thought she had never felt a more intense pleasure than feeling him thrust into her open pussy, taking her, utterly owning her.

  “You like to watch?” he asked in that soft, deep voice, and did it again. This time they both watched as his thick shaft rode slowly in and out of her wet cunt.