Accidental Abduction (Masked Men of Sage Springs #1)

Chapter Twelve

Hudson

Glancing over my shoulder after I slammed the door, I exhaled in relief when I saw she hadn’t moved from where I’d laid her down in the back seat. I knew it probably wasn’t safe to drive without a seatbelt on her through the mountains at night, but we weren’t going far. I would be careful.

The only thing I was worried about at this point was getting there before the weather front moved in. A light dusting of snow had already accumulated on my windshield as the temperature continued to drop. And judging by the large mass of blue and purple on my weather app, it was going to dump a lot of snow, and fast.

I’d taken supplies up once I’d finalized my plans earlier and made sure that there was enough gas to keep the generator running through the weekend if we lost power. She’d hated it the last time we’d spent the weekend at my family’s cabin, but I was committed to making this kidnapping thing at least somewhat believable.

It was all a role play, because I’d be a fuck ton more nervous if I was actually kidnapping someone, but she’d seemed to love everything leading up to this moment.

Even though it was her idea, I’d anticipated her breaking character by now and insisting we go to her condo for the night. She was almost obsessed with her nightly routine, and I cursed when I realized I’d forgotten to bring the shower things she’d left at my house. She’d just have to deal with it for a night because I wasn’t stopping now. Hopefully, we’d be too busy fucking for it to be an issue.

“Don’t even think about trying to get away from me once I stop. Because there isn’t anyone else for miles around where I’m taking you.”

I didn’t wait for a response, turning around and starting the car. The powerful engine roared to life and a thrill ran through me. I loved this fucking car. And even though she wasn’t a fan, there was no way she could deny this thing was sexy as fuck. Maybe she’d be up for enacting another fantasy of fucking on the hood while the engine purred beneath her naked body.

The gravel of the parking lot crunched under the tires as the lights on the front of the bar shined through the partially snow obscured windows. A lone figure standing in the doorway in glittering shorts and a leather jacket had my pulse racing. Thankfully, I had left the mask on so no one would recognize me unless they were familiar with my car.

I knew I wasn’t technically doing anything wrong, but since it was so out of character, I’d rather keep my newfound enthusiasm for masked role-playing a secret between me and the woman tied up and gagged in my back seat.

Not wanting to risk her rolling into the footwell, I carefully steered the car onto the main road that headed into town but turned in the opposite direction, heading up the winding part that led to the nearby mountains. From here on out, we were going to be all on our own.

It was still too early for there to be tourists in the rental cabins, because we were in that slow time of year where the summer and early fall hiking and rafting season had tapered off. Until the first solid snowfall, then they would return when ski season had officially started. The college kids tended to stay in town close to the university, and my family’s land was too remote for the random passersby to see me carrying a woman with a gag and her hands zip tied into the cabin .

I just hoped my parents didn’t see the front cameras activate and watch the footage. They were open-minded people—who I’d caught more than once with their own amorous activities—but since I still had the mask on, I didn’t want them calling the cops. That would be an awkward conversation I wanted to avoid.

As I carefully navigated the turns, with my headlights the only illumination through the densely wooded forest, I periodically used the rearview mirror to keep an eye on my very willing, but naughty captive. Her face was tucked into the seat beside her, so I couldn’t read her expression very well in the darkness, but it looked like she might have fallen asleep.

She had better get her rest now, because after getting a taste of what it was like to embrace this dark persona she’d requested, I craved more. She wanted me to act more like a bad boy, so I was going to be a very bad boy. At least in this part of our lives. Hopefully, she would be more understanding about the rest of my responsibilities if I salvaged this part of our relationship.

Maybe reconnecting—repeatedly—this weekend would be just what we needed to fix things.

The roads north of town were more densely covered with snow as the elevation rose. I’d already changed out the tires to prepare for winter, and I had a set of chains in the trunk, but it wasn’t bad enough to need those yet. The snow glinting off the headlights gave the woods an ominous glow, but since it was bound to be freezing, I didn’t plan to do any more chasing outside for the night.

I wanted to get the fire started, take her clothes off and forget the outside world while I lost myself in her body. My promise to bury my face between her legs was my first order of business, and then I’d bury something else there. A stray jealous thought distracted me as I considered she may have waxed her pussy with the intent to pick someone else to go home with tonight, but I hoped I was wrong because she hadn’t hesitated since the moment I found her on the dance floor.

While it made it difficult to concentrate on the road, I plotted new ways to explore this more primal side of our sex life for the remainder of the drive. Just because we might be snowed in didn’t mean we couldn’t play.

There were plenty of places to hide in the cabin, and I wondered if she’d be up for an unclothed game of hide and go seek. Only when I found her, I’d fuck her. It seemed like a win-win for me.

“We’re almost there.” I announced, and her face rolled toward me, her eyes blinking sleepily in the dim lighting. There was something different that I couldn’t place about her, but it might have just been because she was so agreeable for once. “Don’t forget we’re too far away for anyone to hear you, so trying to scream will just wear out your voice. I’d like to hear it screaming other things later, so I’m going to need you to be quiet.”

She hummed, the sound muffled by the bandana I’d tied across her mouth, and I smiled, knowing she was still down for playing the game since she’d responded with a hum and not silence or a pissed off growl.

Slowing the car and carefully navigating it across the frozen gravel on our private driveway, I tried not to jostle her too much even though I was desperate to get her out of that back seat.

My cock was already hard, and I knew once she started leaning into her naughty role for the night that she’d make it even harder.

“If you even think about kicking me when I open this door—“ I warned, eyeing the spikes on her heeled boots. “I’m gonna throw those fucking boots into the woods and we know you’d never make it far without shoes if you manage to escape. Although with this snow, I think you’re trapped inside with me for the weekend. I’m sure I’ll think of something we can do to pass the time.”

When Mikey had told me to look for the pink boots, I’d admired how hot the thigh high black boots with pink soles made her legs look from across the dance floor. She’d looked so carefree as she let the music move her, and I couldn’t recall a time when she’d looked so relaxed. Maybe this shift between us would bring back parts of the girl I’d initially been attracted to.

Once a college kid wearing a baseball uniform had started to make his move on where she danced with her arms stretched above her head and her hips swaying in a sensuous rhythm, I knew I needed to stake my claim and put my plan into motion. There was no way I was letting another man put his hands on her. Especially one who didn’t deserve her.

“It’s snowing pretty hard now, so I’m going to check the generator and get the fire started inside. I won’t be long, but I need to know you’ll be waiting for me when I get done. Can you be a good girl?”

Hooking my arm around my headrest, I looked in the back seat, watching her nod. I wanted to say fuck it and throw her over my shoulder now and get inside her the second we were in the cabin. But the ice crystals forming on my windshield had me more concerned for her safety. People died from exposure at this elevation in no time, and this weekend was all about pleasure, and only the fun kind of pain.

Watching her body language, I climbed out, the wind biting into my exposed skin since I’d given up my sweatshirt to her in the woods behind the bar. For once I was thankful for this annoying as fuck mask, because it’d protect my face. She remained still as I folded the seat forward, leaning into the car and grasping her hips to slide her across the seat.

She turned her head away from me, hiding her expression as she let me pull her out, only wobbling slightly in her heels when they hit the snow-covered gravel of the path leading to the house. Despite the black hoodie drowning her slight frame, she shivered, her lips quivering as her breath fogged around her red, puffy lips.

Lips that had thoroughly sucked my dick in a way they never had before, and I was desperate to get between them again.

But that could wait. We had days to play if this snow didn’t let up. Anything over eight inches and we weren’t going back down the mountain for days. But luckily, I had another eight inches to keep us distracted until then.

“Let’s get you warmed up,” I murmured, wrapping an arm around her back and leaning down to brace my other one behind her knees. She laid her head on my shoulder while I carried her toward the house, kicking snow out of the way.

She was quiet while I punched the code into the lock on the door and blinked curiously up at me as I nudged the door open. Using my elbow to press the switch, I expected the overhead lights to illuminate the front hallway, but nothing happened. Looked like my planning was for a good reason, because the electricity was out and wouldn’t be coming back on tonight.

“Power’s out. I’m gonna lay you on the couch. Can I take off the gag?”

She nodded, her lips curling around the cloth in her mouth in what I assumed was a smile.

Carefully laying her down on the worn cushions, I reached behind her, untying the cloth and pulling it free. She flexed her jaw and sighed, reaching her bound hands toward me. Her fingertips grazed the side of my mask like a caress, and I craved the feeling of them on my skin.

Reaching down again, I went to lift her mask, but her desperate plea stopped me. “No. Leave them on. Both of them. I’m not ready for this to be over yet.”

Neither was I, but there was something almost panicked about the way she requested we remain anonymous for what happened next.

“Stay here. I’ll be back in a few minutes. Anything you need before I go?” I knew I wasn’t sticking to my menacing, masked persona, but it seemed she liked the combination of the character and me.

“Just come back to me.”

Nodding, I left her there, somehow knowing she would stay where I placed her. She was just as anxious to connect as I was, and until we dropped back into character, she’d be patient.

Throwing on my Carhartt jacket hanging by the back door and a pair of work gloves from the shelf above the hook rail, I trudged through the accumulated snow and quickly brushed off the generator. It only took me a few minutes to get it purring to life, but I only activated the portion that kept the appliances and the water heater running.

I was more concerned about our food supply and warm water than lights, and maybe spending the next few days in the dark would help keep the fantasy alive. There were plenty of battery-operated candles and lanterns if she wanted something more.

All I wanted was to lose myself in her for the foreseeable future until reality called us back.