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Brian wasn’t quite sure how he’d managed to save Tracy from her kidnappers without getting them both killed, but when she thanked him by rocking his entire world, he was never going to be the same again! (erotica, hardcore, teen, virgin, kidnappers, kidnap victim, masturbation, first-time sex, anal sex, The Promise Papers) More
Brian wasn’t quite sure how he’d managed to save Tracy from her kidnappers without getting them both killed, but when she thanked him by rocking his entire world, he was never going to be the same again! (erotica, hardcore, teen, virgin, kidnappers, kidnap victim, masturbation, first-time sex, brother, sister, anal sex, The Promise Papers)
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The kidnappers who had snatched Tracy were gone now…and she was still tied to that awful bed, and probably scared half out of her mind. Swiftly Brian retraced his steps, and pushed the creaky door open.
The cabin only had one room, and her pale body was clearly visible against the darker stained mattress. He heard her suck in a strangled gasp, and quickly spread both hands wide to reassure her. “It’s okay, Tracy, it’s me! You’re safe!” he promised. “They’re gone!”
She bucked helplessly, straining against the coarse ropes that held her down, as he hurried over to the bed. They’d gagged her, he saw, and his hot rage kindled a notch higher. “Hang on a sec…let me get you free.”
Tracy continued to wriggle while he fumbled with the knot. He found that his hands were shaking, and blamed it on delayed reaction.
“Brian!” She nearly sobbed his name when the dirty handkerchief finally came free, and he hurled it into the shadowy darkness. “Oh God, Brian, I was so scared!”
“They’re gone!” He repeated it a little desperately, and began working on the rope around her left ankle. “They’ll never hurt you again!”
“They were going to…” Her voice broke on a husky sob. “They kept touching me, and doing things to me, and they said they were going to…”
“I know.” His pulse was thudding so fast that he could barely even hear his own strained voice. “But you’re safe now. I swear it!”
Finally he stood and whipped off his shirt. “You’ve gotta be cold,” he muttered, and carefully draped it over her. Then he swore in frustration, because the worn cotton seemed to emphasize her alluring curves rather than hiding them.
He watched in rapt fascination as her small breasts rose and fell in rapid little pants, and was appalled to feel himself hardening in lusty response…
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