Abducted By My Father's Best Friend (Taken)

“I emailed it to Jeremy, as well as my personal email, and Hector’s email address as well.”

“Oh, smart thinking.” See, this is why I would fail spy school. I’d probably print out the info and get caught red-handed with it when the printer was too loud and woke up everyone.

“Everything’s going to be ok.” He stands from the chair, stepping around the desk to stand directly in front of me.

I breathe out deep, hoping he’s right. He’s so close I could kiss him. And right now, I really want to feel his lips on mine.

So, I raise on tiptoes and take what I want for the first time in my life.

He palms my face. “Mia, I don’t know what’s going to happen with everything. With your father, or with us. Or Bishop. I just don’t know.”

I put my finger over his lips. “Right now, I don’t care. I just want to forget about all of that right now.”

He kisses me harder, more urgently, and with more passion than I’ve ever felt in my life. “I want that too.” He walks me backwards until I bump into the desk. He lifts me up on it.

“Sebastian, I need this,” I beg in a whisper.

“Mia, you’ll have to be quiet. Can you be quiet for me?”

I nod, licking my lips. “Yes.”

He runs a finger across my jawline. “Because I’m not going to be very forgiving tonight. I’m going to take what I’ve wanted for so long.”

“Ok.” My body heats at his words and I clench my thighs together.

He watches his finger as he traces it down the column of my throat and between my breasts. “Did you think about me last night? After I licked your pussy and made you come all over my face?”

My eyes widen at his brazen words. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it,” I whisper.

“Good. Me either.” He kisses me.

I spread my legs, and he steps between them.

“Mia, fuck.” He undoes his pants and pulls his dick out. I’ve never seen one so big in all my life. He fists it in his hand. “This is how badly I’ve been wanting to fuck you.”

I bite my lower lip. “Do it. Take what you want.”

He runs his fingers down the side of my face. “What I want from you I can’t possibly do now.”

“Why?”

“Because we’re trying to be quiet, and I don’t have the time to get you to submit properly.”

“Submit?”

“Yes, I want you to submit to me fully.”

I bite my lower lip. “Ok, how?”

Sebastian smirks. “Mia, right now I’m going to fuck you fast and hard. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to want to scream out, but you can’t.” He places a finger over my lips. “You’re going to want to scream, and I want to hear you scream, believe me, but you can’t. Not here, not now.”

I nod.

“Do you understand?”

I nod again.

“I need to hear it, Mia. I need you to tell me you understand.”

“I understand.”

He stares at me like I’m forgetting something.

“What?” I ask.

“You forgot to call me sir.” He smiles this wicked smile. “Do you understand?”

I nod, slowly. “Yes, sir.”

“Fuck, that’s better.”

And then he does just what he says he was going to do. He takes me rough with hard, punishing strokes. He enters me like he’s a man that’s been denied what he wants his whole life. He moves inside me like he’s never had anything so good.

He thrusts in and out and back in again, moving with me as I bite my lower lip to keep from crying out.

“Fuck, Mia,” he whispers. “Your pussy feels so fucking good.” He moves inside me. “So fucking good.”

I feel safe in his arms as he takes what he wants from me. My orgasm slams through me, like an epic want of explosion. I kiss his lips, wanting to feel this connection. His orgasm is close, I can tell by the swift strokes he makes.

“Fuck, Mia, fuck. I’m gonna come,” he whispers against the shell of my ear. “Cover my mouth or I’m going to get loud.”

I take my hand, covering his mouth like he told me to. “Yes, sir.”

That does it for him, and he comes, moaning into my hand.

As soon as we both settle down from our orgasms, the fear of being overheard sets in.

I glance around, listening for any sound.

“It’s ok. I’ve got the information out into the world. We don’t need to pretend anymore. Oliver and Enzo are going down.”

I nod. “Ok, right.”

Sebastian kisses my lips before we head out into the hallway. He walks me to my room and kisses me on my forehead.

“Get some sleep. Tomorrow we’ll get back to the States.”

“Ok.”

I have no idea what awaits us back in the States. What happens to my father? Will they murder him once they’ve seen what he’s done?