and mascara, flushed.
“ Are you hungry?” I
asked.
She blinked. Her lashes were long. I leaned
in. The light was dim in here, but I didn’t think she had on fake
lashes like the whores I had hired only a few hours ago.
“ I should be,” she said and
curled her legs under her body. Blood crusted to her knees. She
pushed her shoulders back and set her jaw. She reminded me of a
wounded bird, beautiful but unable to fly. I had to clip her wings.
I couldn’t let her escape and be free. I wasn’t risking my business
like that.
She shifted her weight again, and I got a
flash of her pussy. She was shaven, with day-old stubble showing
along her panty line. My dick pulsed. She was so raw, so real.
I reached behind me and took my keys. I
flicked open a pocketknife. Ellie flinched. I grabbed her hands and
started sawing through the ropes that bound her.
“ What are you doing?” she
asked.
Yes, she was smart.
“ Untying you.”
“ I know that,” she stated.
“Why?”
I sighed and continued cutting the ropes. “I
can’t leave you here.” Her skin was soft under my fingers. She
sucked in air when the knife popped through the rope. I pulled it,
unwinding it from her wrists.
“ Sorry,” I said again when I
saw the blood. “They shouldn’t have done that.”
“ No shit,” she
mumbled.
I smiled and moved on to the ropes around her
ankles. She straightened her legs and stretched out her arms. Just
how long had she been tied up? The whole trip, most likely.
I tossed the ropes from her ankles to the
side and stood. She looked at me, eyes narrowed.
“ Come with me,” I said.
Those three words could make a woman cream. But Ellie just started
at me. I reached down to offer my hand. She jerked back.
“ No.”
“ I won’t hurt you if you
listen,” I promised.
Ellie let out a snort of laughter. “Why the
fuck won’t you? You kidnapped me, tied me up, and brought me to
Mexico.”
Anger boiled inside of me. I didn’t like to
be falsely accused. “I told you, that wasn’t me.”
“ Well, you’re obviously the
boss, Alejandro ,”
she said pointedly. I pushed my shoulders back, surprised she knew
who I was. I hadn’t told her. I blinked away the shock. Right. She
was a cop. She knew all about me…and the business.
“ I have no choice but to
take you back to the house with me. Well, you could stay here,” I
said and looked around the closet. It was dark and damp, and the
floor was dirty and gritty. “It gets colder than you’d think around
here at night. Do what you wish.” I turned to leave.
“ Fine,” Ellie said, and I
turned back around. She ignored my offer to help her to her feet.
She grabbed her heels and put them on. She bent over to pull on the
straps. Her breasts hung free inside her dress. I watched her
nipples graze against the material. The ropes that bound her were
by her feet. Suddenly I wanted to tie her back up and have my way
with her.
Blood rushed to my cock. I bit the inside of
my cheek.
“ You’re not going to get
away with this,” she said, her voice venomous. She looked up, green
eyes burning with anger. His distain turned me on even more. My
dick began to get hard.
I laughed and shifted my weight. “We’ll see
about that.”
Ellie straightened up and rolled her eyes.
“Do you think no one will look for me?”
“ No one knows about this
place,” I assured her. She crossed her arms and shook her head. I
could feel how much she hated me. The tip of my dick ached, wanting
in her pussy. I bet she was tight. I let my eyes run down her body.
I wondered how long she would hold onto the hatred. I could make
her want me; I was sure of it.
Fuck. I wanted her already.
“ Where are you taking
me?”
“ To my house,” I said and
motioned for her to step in front of me. I let out a breath and
shifted my thoughts from what her cunt felt like to the mess I was
in. My hard-on was gone by the time we got to the car. “Don’t think
about running,” I said and opened