Abducted Part Six (Chris)

Angie awoke with a start. She must have dozed off. Something strange though, she moved around. Her restraints were gone. She felt as though she was being watched though. She sat up on the bed for the first time since they had brought her here. It was beautiful. The bed itself was an antique she was sure, very sturdy. All around the room were little touches of elegance, from the chandelier to the dresser. All of them seemed to be made of mahogany and polished to a brilliant shine. There was an oil lamp sitting on the dresser, though was just as a decoration she thought.

“Ahem,” Chris cleared his throat from where he was sitting. He had been watching her sleep. She was so beautiful when stretched out like she had been. He had taken off the restraints, because he couldn’t bear to see her tied up. “Do you like the room, Angie?”

“Yes. Are all the rooms like this,” she managed to squeak after he nearly scared her out of her skin. “It’s really nice. It’s still a prison, though.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. It’s all I could do. I put you here because it’s the nicest one and it’s at the end of the hall. That way you’re somewhat out of sight and out of mind to most of the jackasses that work here.”

“Oh. Thank you,” she replied, somewhat disheartened.

“Hey, I brought you something to eat,” he said as he revealed a plate on a bed table. With a grand gesture he waved his hand and removed the cover from the tray, revealing a hamburger and french fries. “I had a milkshake for you but I drank it cause figured you wouldn’t wake up in time,” chuckling at the disappointment on her face, he produced the milkshake from behind him. “I had to guess, so I went with chocolate.”

“Thank you. Chris,” Angie started while eating the french fries, “why are you so much nicer to me than the others? Really, I don’t understand it.” He watched her as she ate the food quickly, suddenly feeling bad that she had not already been given something to eat. She’d been here for two days already and no one and thought to feed her. He knew she wouldn’t have asked until it got really bad.

“Because, I like you. I actually like you a lot more than you think. I’m not sure why the boss had us grab you. You don’t fit the normal profile we look for. You know young, almost innocent. But he said you, pointed you out while you were running one morning.”

“Oh. Strange,” was the only reply she managed between bites of food and drinking the milkshake. “Well, at least you were there to protect me from the bad guys,” she laughed at the thought. He was the bad guy and so was Daniel. Her mind was reeling from the events she had been put through for the last 48 hours. My God, her life was in a shambles. Angie finishes eating and pushes the table away. Chris pulls it to the side and then stands up.

‘Oh no not the restraints,’ Angie thought to herself. ‘No more of that right now. I need to go pee.’
“Come with me,” Chris tells her. Angie looks down and realizes she is still nude. “It’s ok,” Chris sensing her sudden reluctance. “ I’ll be right behind you and no one is in the hall.”

Deciding to follow him, Angie gets to her feet and walks a bit slow at first. As she gets close to him, he puts an arm around her, gently leading her into the hall and down two doors. She steps inside and there is a large bath standing in front of a fireplace.

“I know it’s old fashioned and sort of strange, but I thought you would appreciate it.”

Angie eases over to the large tub realizes that the water in it is very warm and inviting. Without another thought, she steps into the water with some help from Chris. Suddenly feeling exhausted, she sinks into the warmth.

“Chris,” she said drowsily, “don’t go.”

Chris washed her back and her hair while she relaxed. Without thinking, he kissed her neck. She tasted so sweet. Then removing his own clothes, he slipped into the water behind her. The closeness to her aroused him. Her body and skin so warm and silky next to him.

Angie could feel his velvet shaft against the small of her back. She leaned back into him and it felt wonderful. She knew that she shouldn’t be feeling this way. He was after all one of the men that had abducted her. What she was feeling was not right, shouldn’t be but it felt so good. It was desire, passion, and lust. She wanted him and knew that he wanted her as well.

Angie relaxed her back against him as his arms embraced her. His strong arms holding her, cradling her. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel the sensations tingling through her body. It was wonderful. The way he made her feel. She had not felt this way for a very long time now. The strength that rippled through him made her curious what it would be like to be his woman.

A new tingling, electric almost. His hands had found her breasts. Her nipples like diamonds, hard and yearning for his caress, his mouth on them. Her body decided on its own to enjoy these pleasures. She went along as well. Her back arched into his hands, filling them with her ample breasts. She heard a low moan, almost a growl come from his throat. Her breathing became shallow.

Chris stood up suddenly and taking Angie with him, walked over to the fireplace. The flames were flickering, despite the warm weather, the big house got cold. He had already prepared a makeshift bed for them, had planned this almost to the detail. What he had not planned on was how aroused he was. It was beyond his comprehension how one tiny woman could make him feel like this.

He laid her down on the bed he had made, then gently he began to rub her legs. He loved to watch Angie, she was beautiful and for tonight, she was his. Her face was lovely in the fire light, she was glowing from her desire and he could smell her scent. He wanted to taste her. He eased down between her thighs, gently touching them. With a sigh, Angie opened her legs wide for him so that he could see the petals of her flower.

Angie felt herself being lifted and carried. She looked at his face and saw nothing in it to frighten her. What she saw in his eyes were love, desire, and passion, nothing more. Then as he laid her down and caressd her with his eyes and then his hands, she wanted more. At the slightest touch, she opened herself to him. Offered her flower to be gently plucked and kissed.

Chris lovingly opens her petals and finds the source of her sweet nectar. He begins to kiss her inner thighs, feeling her tremble from his touch. Little nips on her legs and thighs then to her smooth mound, so perfectly smooth. He thinks to himself he was glad that he had told Lacey and Cate to shave her. He continues his assault on her sensitive lips and his fingers slip into her warmth a little further. She moans and her arches her hips into his hand. His tongue swirls around her delicious pearl. He sucks her into his mouth, she gasps as he slides in a third finger. Her hands run through his hair and then back to his shoulders, her nails digging in and clinging to him as he takes her to incredible heights of ecstacy. Angie can't control her responses to Chris' onslaught of her pussy.

She feels tiny sparks of electricity it seems move through her with each touch of his lips and his hands. Oh yes...Those wonderful strong, gentle hands. She feels his fingers slide into her wet entrance. Then she feels him slip yet another finger in as he makes love to her with his fingers and mouth. He sucks in her button, swollen with desire and need. Sucking on it hard, she arches her back and lifts her hips to meet each thrust of his fingers. She feels it building.

"Oh my god, CHRIS," she screams his name, needing release and not wanting or knowing how to let go.

"Don't hold back, Angie. Just let go darling, I'm here," he whispers as he continues to seek her pleasure center. She tastes so sweet. He knows she's close. "Let go, cum for me babe."

Angie thrusts her hips sliding his fingers deeper inside her moist core. She cries out, as his fingers find that one spot. Her hot juices flow out over his fingers as he starts licking her wet flower petals. She moans wanting to feel his shaft buried deep inside her.

"Chris. Please...."
"Please what....."
"Let me feel you and taste you...."
"Angie," Chris said in almost a growl, he was so hot and ready for her. But he wanted this time to be special. Angie sat up and looked at him. His lips still wet with her juices, she kissed him and then moving down, she begins to suck and bite his nipples. He moans and his fingers tangle themselves in her long hair. He watches as she moves further down while gently insisiting that he lay back. He lays down and she moves to his thighs, returning the favor. She gently kisses and nibbles each inner thigh up to the rock hard erection. His cock stands so hard and proud, ready to be loved. She swirls her tongue just around the tip of the crown. Then using the tip of her tongue, she tease the hole and then dips in tasting him. He moans and grabs her shoulders. She smiles wickedly as her lips slide down his shaft, taking as much in feeling him at the back of her throat. She wants him all, she places his hands on her head. Gently he starts to slide his shaft in and out of her mouth. All thoughts of control exit his mind as he takes her mouth. She knows he's close as he thrusts deep one more time, without thinking Chris releases his seed. She tries to take it all but the taste is still new to her. Some of it runs down her chin.

Breathless, Chris pulls her up, wipes her chin. "Angie, I want you. I want you right now. I want to ride you."

"Yes..," was her only answer, she understood his need. He needed her, he wanted to go in hard and deep. He wanted to pound her until she screamed his name. It's what she wanted as well. Until this moment, she had not experienced this kind of lustful drive.

Chris grabs her hips and then gently urges her to bend over onto her hands and knees. Angie knows and she gladly gives him what he wants. She feels him behind her and his thick shaft probing between her slick thighs. Her honey still flowing and her button still quivering. He slides his thick cock deep inside that juicy honey well. She moans, he's huge it seems like. His hand on the small of her back, Chris caresses her trying to make it easy for her to take him all in.

'She's tight, not used to my size. Damn, it feels good.' Chris thinks as he slides his rod deep inside inch by inch. He feels his balls against her wetness as he buries the last inch of himself inside her. Then, slowly pulls out and then thrusts back in. He starts going harder and faster with each thrust. Angie tilts her head back and moans, "Yes Chris, please. Harder."

He catches her long hair and then pulls her head up, she gasps then a low moan, almost a purr. He knows he's close. With everything he has left in him, he thrusts it hard and deep. His seed spilling deep inside her womb. At the same time, the walls in her cave grab him, holding him and milking him as she cums hard.

Both of them spent and exhausted for the moment. They collapse in a tangle of arms and legs on the pallet in front of the fire. Chris watches as she falls asleep. He knows that he will have to tell her soon.

Daniel had decided that she was going to be sent back to that asshole husband of hers. Chris said he didn't like it. A lot of people didn't know the relationship between Daniel and Chris. Chris was always careful to call him Boss in front of the others. It just wouldn't do for them to know that they were brothers, how else could Chris spy on the lower ranks if they weren't comfortable around him.