Kidnapping Casey
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Casey tried to twist away, but she couldn't escape his hot mouth that found one of her nipples. His hands spread wide on her stomach, holding her down, while he sucked and licked at her hardening bud. She tried to ignore the feeling. Argernon sucked harder. She felt it all the way down to her clit. Squeezing her eyes shut, she bit her lip.
Argernon growled. He tore his mouth from her breast to scoot down her body. He changed positions so he could push her thighs apart. Casey tried to kick at him but Argernon was faster and stronger. He growled at her as his head lifted. Their gazes locked again.
"Behave or I will restrain you more. I don't want to risk hurting you."
She looked up at the ceiling. His gaze followed hers and he chuckled. She glared at him when he had the nerve to wink.
"There is nothing there to suspend you from, but I will fix that tomorrow. Tonight I can spread your legs and bind them to the bed."
"This isn't amusing, damn it. Let me go."
He nodded. "For now." He released her thighs to back down the bed. He got off it.
Casey shut her thighs, glaring at him as he walked for the dresser. He bent, showing her his muscular backside. He had the best ass ever, but she didn't want to admit that even though she was admiring it. He straightened. Dread hit her as she saw that he held long, clothlike belts.
She swallowed as he walked to the bed with intent in his hungry look.
"What do you have? What are you going to do with those?"
He didn't answer her. Instead he crouched by the side of the bed. He was up to something and she knew she wasn't going to like it. Chewing on her lip, she silently watched him. He was going to seduce her, and damn him, she thought, he could do it. Her body was already turned-on.
Argernon's attention was focused on something near the bottom at the side of the bed.
She saw his arms move, but not what he was doing. He straightened up, tossing the beltlike rope on the bed. He held the other one as he walked to the other side. He crouched next to the center of the bed again.
"Argernon? I'm not amused. Damn it, what are you doing? What are you planning?"
He stood when he finished. He dropped the beltlike rope on the other side of the bed. His intense gaze locked with hers. Casey knew she was in for a losing battle. She saw desire lurking in his eyes. She'd come to know that look well. He wanted her.
"Amusement has nothing to do with this. It's a lesson, beautiful. I want you. I hurt for you. We need to be on the same level to understand each other. As long as you hurt, I hurt. As long as I hurt, you hurt. We will find common ground to build up from."
He got back on the bed. She kicked at him when he tried to grip her leg, getting in a kick to his chest. He grunted but didn't get angry as he caught her foot in his large hand. He got between her thighs. Casey was getting pissed off so she yelled out in frustration as Argernon forced her leg to bend. He pushed her knee up toward her chest where he held her like that with one hand. His other hand reached to the side for the belt rope. She struggled but he managed to use the soft material to tie it around her knee. He released her leg. To her annoyance she realized what he'd done.
"Stop, damn it. I don't want to do this with you, Argernon."
He growled softly as he gripped her other leg. Casey fought but he was just too strong.
He carefully held her in place while he tied the belt around her other knee. He released her.
Casey bucked her body, cursing at him. He'd tied her to the sides of the bed with her legs spread wide open. She could move her knees up and down a few inches but couldn't close them at all. It didn't hurt but she was totally exposed to his sight.
He was taking the view in. His gaze was fixed on her displayed pussy. She stopped struggling after she realized it was turning him on even more to see her buck and wiggle in the restraints. She glared at him.
"Pervert."
"What is that?" He arched an eyebrow.
"A person who has sick sexual desires."
He chuckled. "My sexual desires are as healthy as they come. What would you like first?
Would it be my fingers or my mouth, beautiful?"
"Don't touch me."
He sighed. His hand reached for the lube container he'd left on the bed from earlier when he'd touched himself. "I think fingers first. You can resist but your body knows who it belongs to. My body only craves you as your body only craves mine."
He spread the lube on his fingers. Casey was breathing fast. She clenched her teeth.
"Damn it, Argernon. Don't do this. Please?"
He met her eyes. "If I don't you will leave me and I won't let you go. I cannot."
She tensed as he reached for her. She squeezed her eyes shut. She knew he was watching her. His fingers were coated with something warm and wet. He ran his thumbs over her outer lips, spreading her wider. She felt his hands shake. It shocked her that he trembled.
"You are a pleasure to look at, Casey. You are so soft and pink."
Her teeth clenched together harder. His finger explored her slit. He slid his finger higher.
Casey sucked in air as he started to play with her nub. She tried to ignore the sensation but the feeling was too good. She'd gone almost four days without his touch. She hadn't touched herself either. Her clit throbbed at the attention it had been denied. She lifted her chin, turning her head from him, trying to hold still. She didn't mean to move her hips against his finger as he increased the pressure. They still moved.
He pushed a finger slowly inside her, testing her. He growled low and deep. "You're wet.
I smell you, Casey. You respond to my touch."
"It's the lube," she hissed out.
"No. It's you here." He withdrew a finger before he pushed in two of them slowly.