“Oh, so you’re not going to marry him?” Relief washes over his expression and his shoulders fall without the stress. My broken phone. Holy shit. He’s been a jealous nut.
“No.” I bite my lip. “I’m not in love with him.”
“Could you ever love me?”
“I’m already there, Grant. I’ve fallen in love with your grumpy, growly sexy ass when you kissed me.”
“Thank fuck—because kidnapping was my last option.”
“Sounds like some kinky fun, Mr. Masterson.”
He wags his brows then stands and walks to the door, closing it and shoving a chair under the handle. “No screaming, little Doll.” I find myself on my feet, ready to run or at least pretend, but he’s got me in his arms. He yanks his tie off his neck and grabs my wrists, sliding the silky material over my skin. “Are you going to behave, Doll?”
“No.”
“I guess we’re going to do this the hard way.” His mouth comes down on mine, kissing me until my panties are soaked and I’m panting wildly for air. Grant roughly pulls back as if he had to force himself to release my mouth and then he ties the silk gently around my wrists. With a smirk, he shoves me onto my stomach on the bed with my locked hands over my head, and that’s when I spot the ring on my finger. A massive diamond sits on my ring finger, shining with just the moonlight peeking through the room.
“Oh no. What are you going to do to me?” I ask, my voice shaking with need. I had no idea I’d get off on this, but then again the man sends me into a horny frenzy with just a look. He really loves me. I clench my pussy to the rapid beating of my heart.
He climbs over me, his legs straddling mine. Leaning in, he huskily whispers, “I’m going to fuck you, roughly and then kidnap you to Vegas where I plan to force you into marriage.”
He grinds his hard cock against my ass. I pop my butt back, wanting to feel more of him, but he backs off for a moment. I want to whine until he yanks down my panties and then spanks my ass. I yelp and then moan. He spanks the other cheek and I bite my tongue just in case my roommates hear.
“Bad girl, you’re not supposed to enjoy this,” he grunts as I hear his belt being undone. The sound of the leather being pulled forcefully through the loops sends another gush of liquid out of me.
I can’t help it and tease my sexy man because I’ve missed him so much. “Pity, I’ve missed your big cock deep inside of me, tearing me apart like a possessive beast.”
“Fuck, you’re killing me, Doll.” Suddenly he thrusts two fingers into my pussy from behind. “You’re drenched for me.” His mouth comes down on my neck then slowly skims my spine and over my ass. Once he gets to my cheeks, he parts them and stuffs his tongue into my slit. I can’t contain the pleasure and cry out, coming on his tongue and fingers. As I come down, he shoves his cock deep into me and I’m on the verge of coming again.
“Oh my God. I’m so full.”
“That you are and soon you’ll be full of every fucking drop of come. You’re mine to do whatever I want with, Doll.” He bites my neck and then sucks the same spot, marking me as he works me out, stretching my pussy with his thick shaft. I press my ass up as he pulls out and slams back in. He curls my hair around his fist, gripping it tight while driving deep into me.
“Fuck, Grant. Yes. I love you,” I shout out, creaming on him.
“I love you, Gwendolyn,” he bellows throughout the room so I’m sure if my friends are here they heard him as he floods my womb with his seed. “Marry me.”
“Yes, Grant.”
He pulls out and wraps his arms around me as we lay on the bed. “Just know the marriage contract is unbreakable.”
“I like the terms of this new deal.” I moan, cuddling into his chest and his still hard cock and fall asleep.
The next thing I know when I wake up, we’re not in my room, but on a private plane.
“Did you really kidnap me?”
“Let’s just say, I’m holding my end of the deal and you were napping so prettily, I didn’t want to wake you up.”
“Just wake me up for the wedding.” I press my head onto his chest as we sit side by side on the way to Vegas.EpilogueGrant
After the wedding we stop in Almont because I wanted to see her hometown and introduce myself to her parents. The town’s small. Like fucking small. I’ve never seen anything like this, but that explains my girls urgency to sell her womb. Too bad it’s all mine. I lick my lips as I stare at her. She’s nervous, nibbling on her bottom lip. It’s sick, but it reminds me of the day we met.