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trailed down her cheek, neck and finally down to her stomach. His fingertips traced around her belly button before venturing lower.
“You’re so beautiful.” His voice was deep and husky as he kissed down her neck. Blood surged to the surface of her skin making her feel hot and tingly as his hand reached between her legs and she felt him cup her sex. Her stomach twisted with the tension that began to build inside her. Within moments he had her right where he wanted her. The wetness of her arousal spread over his fingers as he began to rub. She felt his erection against her hip and suddenly she wanted him. She wanted to go further.
             Her hands grabbed for the belt that already hung loosely open at his waist. She pulled it from his jeans and reached for the zip of his trousers. Her body pressed against his as his fingers worked their magic. She found herself panting with pleasure. Her hand roamed the expanse of his perfectly muscled abdomen. The light groan that erupted from him only made her want more. The sound was like nothing she had ever heard before. It drew her closer; made her want to hear it again. Just as she was about to reach into his jeans…..
              “Vicky, wake up.” Tristen’s voice sounded almost angry. Vicky’s eyes flew open. Her heart pounded, her palms wet from her dream. With sick disgust she realized that her hand was close to being between her legs. She sat bolt upright and turned to look at Tristen who had entered the room with another plastic bag which he had placed on the kitchen work top. He was now stood staring at Vicky with an odd look on his face. It was a look Vicky had never seen before. It was a mix between happy and intrigued. There was something about it that made Vicky’s stomach turn in a way which felt almost nice.
“What is it?” Vicky asked as she quickly moved her hand and grabbed hold of her top to hold it closed again.
“I brought you some food.” Tristen explained. As he spoke Vicky realized how hungry she was. There was a tight twisted knot in her stomach that told her she needed to eat.
“You were dreaming, weren’t you?” Tristen asked as he walked over to her holding a takeaway box in his hand.
“That’s none of your business.” Vicky snatched the pot from his hand. Though she had let him keep her here she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of letting him know that there was a small part of her that wanted to stay.         

After they had eaten Tristen clearly decided he wanted desert. Before Vicky could do anything he had forced himself on top of her. She barely had time to put her takeout box on the floor before he knocked her back against the mattress. He pulled her top away from her and ran kisses down her neck. Her body instinctively arched up toward him. He looked at her with a smirk on his face.
“It seems you’re finally giving up with fighting me.” He laughed before his head returned to kissing. She couldn’t stop herself from groaning as his teeth teased her nipples.
             After a few moments he ordered, “Touch me!” Vicky was reluctant to move. She had no idea what he wanted her to do. She didn’t want to go wrong and risk angering him. She may have seen a gentle side to him but that didn’t mean he couldn’t turn nasty. He was a criminal after all. There was a reason he had been given that title.
             Seeing her reluctance he grabbed hold of her hand and forced her to touch his abdomen under his t-shirt. She ran her fingers up and down the wide expanse of muscle feeling her own muscles in her stomach tense. Even the feeling of his soft skin under her fingertips was enough to arouse her. The room spun as his kisses traced further down to her belly button. Before she knew it she had grabbed hold of his head and was trying to pull him up but he was too strong for her. As he kissed the lower part of her stomach and removed her