Rhea:
I woke up to realize I was practically lying on his hard body with my leg thrown over his waist. At that moment, I felt his hand slightly graze my ass. I stilled in shock and tried my best to control my breathing even though he didn't know I was awake.
I'd woken up in the middle of the night to take off the shorts he gave me. I was used to sleeping without clothing. A T-shirt and panties were already too much. Adding shorts was suffocating.
I shifted my body a little and my leg touched a hard bulge. Without being told, I knew what it was. The desire to move some more so I could feel it properly was strong but at the same time, I didn't want him to know I was awake. It was a good thing the room was dark.
When he thought I was still asleep, his hand on my ass gripped it, kneading me softly through my panties. I almost gasped out loud but I held my breath, closing my eyes tightly to avoid giving myself away. Just when I thought he'd take things further, he released my ass and wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me to him.
I was liking the feel of his warm hard body against mine a little too much. I could feel the hard planes of his abs against my back because he was only cladded in boxers.
After a while of waiting for more action but getting nothing, I finally fell into sleep.
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I woke up to an empty bed with soft rays of light streaming into the room from the opened windows. The chirping of birds was audible in the room. After spreading my limbs on the bed for a while, I climbed out of bed.
My eyes scanned the floor in search of the shorts he'd given me the night before but I couldn't find them. I looked down at myself, to see the shirt was barely mid-thigh. A little bend and my ass will be exposed.
It's not like he hasn't touched it. My subconscious countered.
Well, he has touched it but hasn't seen it.
Pulling the t-shirt down as far as it could go, I left the room for the bathroom to clean up. I got into the bathroom and luckily for me, there were two toothbrushes but unfortunately, I didn't know the one that was his. Taking the two, I walked into the living room but he wasn't there. The kitchen door was opened so I went in to see him leaning against the kitchen island, his back to me. He was looking out through the open window.
Even when his back was to me, I could still tell how muscular he was. The man was truly by a fine piece. The first time I'd seen him in the cell, though he was covered in dirt and overgrown hair, one could still tell he was attractive. He had piercing silver eyes that made you think he was staring into your soul with just one look.
I stood there, admiring the eye view till he turned back and caught me.
"All you have to do is ask baby and I'll be all yours". He smirked, his eyes glinting.
Memories of the previous night when he'd squeezed my ass with my leg almost touching his cock swarmed into my head. I could feel my cheeks heat up from my thoughts alone. My pale skin did little to hide my flustered state.
"Just wanted to know which toothbrush I should use". I managed to speak out in the most confident and unaffected voice I could muster.
"The red one".
With that, I returned to the bathroom. As soon as I was done cleaning my teeth, I splashed some water on my face before looking at my face in the mirror. Thankfully, there were no bruises on my face from the manhandling of the men that had captured me.
I left for the kitchen to see he was still there, this time around, nursing a cup of coffee while he was facing the kitchen entrance.
"Care for a coffee?". He asked.
"Yes, please".
"Sugar and cream?".
"Mmmhmm". I nodded.
He brewed a fresh mug of coffee with the coffee maker and handed it to me after adding sugar and cream.
"Thanks".
I sipped from the coffee, with his eyes on me, watching me. Somehow, it felt as though he was seeing into my soul. I internally cringed from my thoughts.
"Thanks for your hospitality". He gave me a curt nod. "But I have to get out of here. Could you please show me the way out?".
He continued to stare at me with an expressionless gaze before finally responding.
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