Kidnapped by my mate (Belle and Grayson) novel Chapter 2

vKidnapped by My Mate

Chapter 2

“What did you just say?” I asked.

“So, business or pleasure?” Grayson asked.

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Oh, right. I had almost completely forgotten where I was. I was hearing things. It must have been the stress. My nerves picked up again as I remembered that the plane would likely take off any

minute.

“Oh, um, neither, I guess. I will visit my mother and her husband.”

I must’ve been making a face because Grayson asked, “And you’re not happy to see your mother and her husband?”

I shook my head.

“No, not since she left my sick father and me to run off to Paris and marry her rich lover,” I heard myself saying.

I paused. I can’t believe I just said that.

I had told no one about my mother, and now I’d just blabbed it to a complete stranger.

I looked at him. His expression was pensive.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that. I promise I’m not that crazy person on the plane who shares her entire life story with the stranger sitting next to her.”

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Grayson looked deeply into my eyes-almost as if he were searching for something–and then he grabbed the armrest between us and lifted it so it was no longer a barrier. I watched his movements closely.

“Um… What are you doing?”

“Shh….” Grayson said. He grabbed my hips, which were already angled toward him, and tugged

so that my knees were touching his.

 

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shirt and onto the small of my back, where his thumb began making soothing circles.

 

Dec. shirt and onto the small of my back, where his thumb began making soothing circles.

I let out a breathy sound from the back of my throat. His other hand went up to cup my

face.

“You don’t have to worry about a thing now,” Grayson whispered. “I’m going to take care of you.” He leaned down so that his l*ps were touching my ear. “You’re mine.”

I tilted back so I could see his eyes.

“What do you mean?”

He smirked. “I mean…” His thumb touched my lower l*p, and I gasped.

 

“Everything” he k*ssed my eyelid “about”—he k*ssed my other eyelid “you”-the top of my nose is mine.” Finally, his l*ps met mine.

My eyes fluttered shut at his k*ss. The feeling was euphoric, like fireworks and explosions. My hands moved up to his huge, muscular shoulders and squeezed.

I let out a soft moan.

I felt him smirk against my l*ps, and I paused for a second. No, no smirking. Smirking meant that he might stop k*ssing me, and I really didn’t want that to happen.

Never taking my l*ps from his, I got up on my knees and pushed my chest into his, basking in the sparks that came wherever our bodies met.

My hands went up into his hair and tugged his face closer to mine.

He groaned approvingly.

Suddenly he squeezed my hips tightly, then lifted me onto his lap so that my knees went on either side of him. I pushed my chest against his, and he deepened our k*ss, plunging his tongue into my mouth.

His hands kneaded my hips and then slid up under my shirt to grip my waist, his thumbs touching the underwire of my bra.

my G od, is it getting hot in here?

Someone cleared their throat next to us, and it was like they’d fl*pped a switch in my brain: I suddenly realized what we were doing.

I jerked backward, but Grayson tightened his grip, keeping me firmly on his lap.

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oked at the flight attendant who was standing next to us.

“Sorry, miss, but I’m going to have to ask you to return to your seat and put on your seatbelt. The plane is about to take off.”

I nodded my head quickly, feeling my face turn bright red. I scrambled to get off Grayson’s lap,

 

Inodded my head quickly, feeling my face turn bright red. I scrambled to get off Grayson’s lap, and, thankfully, he let me go this time. I sat down in my seat and quickly buckled my seatbelt.

The flight attendant watched as Grayson put his on too, then she nodded and walked away.

Oh my

G od. Oh my G od. Oh my

G od.

I placed my hands on my face to cool my burning cheeks.

I can’t believe I just did that. What is wrong with me?

I was so embarrassed, I couldn’t even bring myself to look at Grayson. I had crawled into his lap

and pressed against him like some h ooker begging for him to get into my panties.

“Hey, hey, hey,” I heard Grayson say. “What’s wrong?” He touched my arm.

I jerked my arm away, ignoring how much I wanted him to keep his hands on me.

“Don’t touch me,” I snapped.

Grayson made a startling growling noise in the back of his throat. I looked at him and saw an intense expression on his face. His jaw was clenched and his breathing was deep, his chest rising and falling quickly. And, oh yeah, his eyes were pitch black. The pupils, irises, and the whites of his eyes were all black.

I gasped and scrambled backward until my back hit the wall behind me.

“Oh my G od. Your eyes.”

His eyes widened and then snapped shut. He took a deep breath, and when his eyes opened again they were back to normal.

I was going insane. That was the only logical explanation. The death of my father and the fear of seeing my mother again were finally getting to me.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “It’s just… You can’t tell me not to touch you.”

My heart started beating faster. Maybe he was the insane one. “What do you

mean?”

He leaned forward, an intense look in his eyes.

“Oh, baby girl, have you forgotten already?” His hand clasped my knee and rubbed up and down my leg. “You’re mine, remember?”

blood boiled. That was the third time he had called me his property. Who did this guy think was? Sure, he was good-looking. I had thrown myself at him and was extremely attracted to him, but that didn’t mean I belonged to him. I was my own person. I belonged to no one.

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I especially didn’t belong to some man who I’d just met and who knew no personal boundaries. I opened my mouth to give him a piece of my mind, but stopped when I felt the plane suddenly

move

 

I must’ve completely missed the part where they explained where all the exits were and how to buckle your seatbelt. It was probably for the best though: that just would’ve only made me more

nervous.

As the plane picked up speed, my heart beat hard against my ribs and my hands began shaking. I grabbed hold of Grayson’s hand that was still clamped onto my leg and squeezed my eyes shut.

I tried taking deep breaths to calm myself down, but they came out more like quick, gasping pants.