Save Riley by Yolanda Olson Page A

abducting women and making them your fuck things, I finished silently to myself.
    “Is that really what you wanted to ask me the one time I let you slide? What my hobbies are?” he asked with a laugh.
    “Yes,” I replied trying to sound interested.
    He narrowed his eyes as he looked at me. I watched him purse his lips, still smiling before he finally answered, “I’d rather show you. But after dessert, okay?”
    I nodded. What the hell was dessert and when was it going to be ready anyway? I was getting tired of sitting there and my food had already settled.
    “What is for dessert anyway?” I asked curiously.
    Jax chuckled as he hopped off of the stool and came over to stand next to me, “Food settled already?”
    I nodded and turned slightly in my stool to face him. Jax looked at me, his grin never leaving, as he reached down and scooped me off of the stool and placed me on the island.
    “ You are what is for dessert, Riley. I will allow you to touch me but do not overstep your boundaries,” he warned before he kissed me again like he did the night before.
    I lost myself in his embrace, returning the kiss as hungrily as he was giving it to me. I wondered, however, what would he consider overstepping my boundaries? It was obvious what this was going to lead to right now and it was obvious that I was going to put my hands on him, but what would happen if I did something he didn’t approve of? Would he just stop like he did the night before?
    He wrapped his arms around my waist and moved his lips to my neck, licking and biting, causing my heart to start beating erratically. God, the sensations that were running through my body as he moved his lips down and pulled my corset down was overwhelming. One more yank and my breasts were exposed. Jax moved his mouth lower still and took my left nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking gently.
    I tested my boundaries with Jax. My hands instinctively went through his hair and balled into fists. He stopped for a moment, but moved from my left nipple to my right as I pulled hard on his hair. I bit my lip so hard that I could almost swear that I drew blood. I didn’t want to make any noises that would cause him to stop what he was doing. Even though I hated him for what he had done to me and even though I hated him for being my captor, I needed this.
    I felt his hands at my hips and heard the tearing of the fabric as he ripped my panties away from my body. Gripping me tightly, he pulled me toward the edge of the island and lowered his pants and boxers. In a breath, he pushed himself deep inside of me.
    The initial thrust hurt. It was a sensual kind of pain and I wanted him to do it again. And he did, over and over, Jaxton pushed inside of me causing me to wrap my arms around his shoulders and grip them tightly. I wanted to cry out, I wanted to moan his name into his ear, but he hadn’t given me permission for that. Jaxton pulled back slightly and I was afraid that he was going to stop, but he didn’t. He covered my mouth with his kissing me deeply, a moan escaping into my mouth.
    “Riley,” he breathed as he thrust deeply inside of me two more times. The way his voice sounded at that moment and how my name rolled off his tongue in that accent was the sexiest thing in the world.
    Jax pulled out for a moment. I thought he was done or maybe he wanted to catch his breath, but instead he slid me off of the island and turned me around. With a vicious shove, he bent me over and slid inside of me again.
    This time he balled my hair in his fist. One hand on my hip and using his fist to keep my face flat on the counter, he began his rhythmic thrusts again. It only lasted another ten minutes. A few more vicious pumps and I felt a warm rush fill me. He moaned loudly when it happened and I felt him lean forward and rest his forehead on my back for a moment before pulling himself out of me.
    “Well. What did you think of dessert?” he asked, with a  breathless laugh.
    I put my hands