Wicked Wednesday 300 – (Escape on the High Seas)

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Gordon couldn’t help but watch the slight wiggle in Adrienne’s ass as she pulled the leather skirt back into place and zipped it up. It made him want to fuck her again. But not now. Now they had to get her to safety. And he quickly led her away from the small room and onto the deck where he led her down a ladder to the small speedboat no one had miraculously noticed trailing the yacht. He started the motor and pulled away slowly. Some distance from the larger boat he opened up the throttle and they took off. Adrienne’s handler never even knew she was gone.

“Where are we going? And who are you really? Why did you rescue me?” Adrienne voice bubbled with questions above the noise of the boat’s engine. Gordon shook his head, laughing as he remembered how much she’d always asked questions before. It seemed that nothing had changed. He neglected to answer her right away as he was more focused on reaching land and safety, but he had nothing to fear as they docked without incident. Gordon led Adrienne through the marina to a waiting car and opened the passenger door for her. “In you go, Princess.” “Don’t call me that,” she hissed, annoyed at having been ignored all the way back to the marina. She wanted answers and this handsome man seemed to be the only one who had them at current.

He slid into the driver’s seat and the car purred to life. “Now, it’s quiet enough for us to really talk I’ll do my best to answer your questions Ms. Impatience.” Adrienne frowned darkly, her temper darkening her blue eyes and making Gordon smile. She was certainly not the same shy girl he remembered that was certain. Normally she’d rarely shown her temper, or any other emotion for that matter, and now here she’d fucked him in nothing but her boots and was being a little hellcat over nothing. “We’re going some place safe. I haven’t determined exactly where that is yet. I’m waiting for a phone call with more information. Second, I believe I told you my name, but I didn’t mention being part of the special forces unit of the Royal Guard. I expect you’d have not come with me otherwise. And I rescued you because you were in danger. That party was an excuse to hide sex trafficking right in public and you were on the chopping block my dear. You’re lucky that no one knew who you really are. You’d have never been let go so easily.”

Adrienne had taken everything in quietly, but the last bit about the trafficking had really gotten her attention. “What about all those other poor people on that yacht? Are they to be auctioned as sex slaves too?” “Not all of them, but some. And before you start on about saving them all, know that I couldn’t have done that even with a police force full of people. As it was I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get to you so easily. I lucked out with your…attendant being so lax.” “Liam? Liam was behind this? That no good son of a bitch! I wondered why he wanted to go to some fancy sex party like that. He’d never shown much interest before. I should’ve known he was a scumbag, but I just wanted someone to be close to after being alone for so long.” Gordon sighed softly, running his fingers though chocolate colored hair. “You should’ve stayed Adrienne. You wouldn’t have been alone.” “No, instead I’d have been pressured to marry some random man that I couldn’t stand rather than being allowed my own choice. Just like I was never allowed to make choices about anything else. Having your every decision made for you gets old. So I left to make my own. Maybe they weren’t perfect, but I think I did alright. I have a job and friends and a decent place to live. Wait a minute; what about my life? Don’t I get a say in this?” And the young woman swore softly before a tiny tear slid down her cheek. Back to captivity after all.

After a long drive Gordon pulled into the driveway of a small house and led Adrienne inside. She was angry again, but sad as well, at the thought of giving up everything she’d made for herself. “We’ll stay here overnight but then we have to move on. Your…Liam will start looking for you and I’ve no doubt he has acquaintances that will be looking for you as well. We need to get you out of the city.” “Then why don’t we leave now if I’m in so much danger?” “Because, Princess, I need a rest. I’ve been looking for you for days. And I suggest that you try to rest as well.”

Adrienne frowned again clearly not happy with everything that was going on and looked at Gordon, “Can’t you just let me live my life and tell everyone you couldn’t find me? Please?” Her voice broke and tears threatened to trail down her cheeks once more. He sighed again and looked at her. “You know I can’t do that.”

At his words, her tears did begin to fall and he frowned before stepping in and pulling her close to him, almost surprised that she let him near and she began to sob, her face buried against his shoulder. The small helpless noises eventually subsided and she pulled back to look up at him. “I’m sorry. I just don’t want to go back. And if you take me back I’ll leave again. I can’t stay there Gordon. I just can’t.” Adrienne looked so helpless that he felt sorry for her and he dared to tilt her head up and kiss her ever so gently. “I’ll do what I can to make this easier Adrienne, but you can’t run away from your responsibilities forever.” “I have a new set of responsibilities now damn it! I’m not who I used to be!” “But you are still a Princess. And that comes with duties as well.” And despite his resolve, Gordon kissed her again, more firmly this time, and she pressed against him her hands resting on his strong shoulders. She broke the kiss and looked at him. “Please help me forget this all? Even just for a little while?” Gordon studied her face closely for a long moment and then swung her up into his arms, holding her close to him and striding towards the bedroom.

Moments later the harsh sounds of hand upon flesh echoed through the empty house accompanied by small noises of half pleasure half pain. Gordon was glad he was getting to do this; he’d wanted to do it earlier and now she needed it as much as he wanted it. Neither of them knew that this would be the beginning of something that would threaten to consume them both.

 

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