Claimed

He pulled smoothly onto the street and headed toward the highway. Though his foot itched to push the pedal to the metal and burn the tires in a screech of rubber, he forced himself to drive at a sedate pace. Once on the highway he would stick to the speed limit, and take no chances.

“I’ve decided this neighborhood isn’t the proper place for us while we get to know each other better,” he said, glancing at her with a smile. She didn’t smile back.

A drop of the blood from her split lip had splashed onto her collarbone. Though he did feel bad for having lost his temper, James couldn’t deny the rush of power, the erotic thrill that the sight of her blood caused deep inside him. His cock pulsed and twitched in his jeans. Christ, he wanted to fuck her.

His voice came out hoarse with lust when he started to speak. He cleared his throat and started again. “I’m taking you to my cabin by the lake. I own quite a large plot of land there and the cabin is set a good two miles back from the road. It’s nice and secluded, far from prying eyes and nosy neighbors.”

She said nothing in reply, but at least she’d stopped her squawking. James turned his attention back to the road, each mile that passed taking them closer to their love nest. Once they were on the highway and enjoying a long stretch of travel with little traffic around them, James reached over to stroke Kelsey’s bare thigh.

Kelsey’s seat was pushed back to the perfect angle for the delicious idea that leaped suddenly into James’ brain. Her skin was like warm silk and he let his fingers glide over it toward her cunt, which he knew was bare beneath the oversized T-shirt.

“No!” Kelsey dared to protest.

James gave her thigh a sharp slap. “Yes,” he retorted. “Do you want to be punished? Keep it up, and that’s what will happen.”

She had started to whimper. “Kelsey,” he said in a cajoling tone, “you don’t get it yet, but I’m not the enemy. I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to you, if you give it a chance. And I can give you pleasure, if you’ll let me. I can make you come while I drive. Would you like that, baby? I know just how to touch you.”

Still no response. He would teach her to answer when spoken to, and to answer with the proper respect. He slid his hand again over her leg, this time pushing his fingers between her thighs. He was pleased when she didn’t resist him.

He cupped her mound. He had been thinking about whether he would shave her cunt, like all the girls in the porn videos. He rather liked the delicate sweep of soft, auburn curls that hid her pretty sex, but on the other hand, it would be hot to shave her. There was something supremely erotic about the thought of the cold, sharp razor scraping against the tender skin of her private parts, over and over until she was smooth.

His cock was uncomfortably bent in his jeans, and he pulled his hand away so he could adjust himself. He licked his fingers and reached again for the prize between her legs. “Spread your legs,” he ordered. “I’m going to make you come while I drive. I’ve always wanted to do that.”

She said nothing, which was much better than whining and squealing, and she obeyed, shifting on the leather seat as she opened her legs for him. He stroked the soft labia with his wet fingers, moving lightly over her clit in a teasing motion. His cock ached and he had to remind himself to focus on the road. But he didn’t stop touching her.

He rubbed and stroked her sweet cunt, teasing her clit until he felt it stiffen beneath his fingers. He spent a long time, his touch light but persistent. After several minutes, he finally moved his fingers down, seeking her tight entrance. Her cunt was hot and moist as he slid his finger inside her.

He looked at Kelsey. She had closed her eyes. Her nipples jutted prettily beneath the T-shirt, the position of her bound arms forcing her breasts forward. Her lips were parted and there was a flush creeping up her neck.

Christ, she was sexy. She was so responsive. Even in the face of her fear, or maybe, he thought with an excited rush, partially because of it, she was aroused by his touch. He used his palm to grind against her clit as he fucked her tight, hot cunt with his fingers. She was panting, and all at once she stiffened. He could feel her cunt spasming against his fingers. James nearly came in his pants just watching the girl.

When he finally pulled away his hand, he brought it to his face and breathed in the delicate, erotic scent of her musk, which clung to his fingers like the finest perfume. He glanced again at his girl. She had turned her face toward the window. He decided to let her be. He knew he’d been taking a stupid risk, letting her distract him to such a degree while he was driving. He needed to focus on the road more so he could get them where they were going without incident or accident. He needed to take better care of his precious cargo.