Nowhere to Hide: A Masked Men Novella by Jaye Pratt

Author:Jaye Pratt [Pratt, Jaye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-20T00:00:00+00:00

The sound of a headboard banging across the hall startles me awake, and my heart thumps in my chest. Need pools between my thighs, knowing Kennedy and Tai are fucking again. I throw my covers back, as my hand trails down my stomach until it reaches the top of my sleep shorts. This week has done things to my libido. Before then, I never in my wildest dreams would have thought about touching myself. Now the thought of Tai with Kennedy behind him does things to me, and my finger hits my clit. I circle it slowly as I listen to the erotic sounds made by my brother’s best friends.

It doesn’t take long before my eyes clamp shut and my body trembles with release. My eyes fly back open when the feeling of being watched hits me. A hand clamps over my mouth and a large body presses down on top of mine. Though I wriggle beneath him, I am no match for his size and strength as he wrestles my wrist into a roped loop and ties one of my hands to the bed. Damn, I knew I loved the four-poster beds at the cabin for a reason. I’m left helpless as one by one my limbs are tied up.

“Do you think you can be quiet?” he asks, and I nod my head. He gets up and stands at the foot of the bed, a blindfold dangling from his finger. “If you make any noise, I will leave you tied up like this for someone to find you. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

He nods, pulling a switchblade from his pocket, and my eyes widen. His props are good, but the thought of a stranger being in control of a weapon while I’m helpless makes me nervous. He kneels onto the bed, placing himself between my spread legs, and sits the blade down beside us. Then he leans over, so close that the glow of his mask—the only light in the room—illuminates the rise and fall of my heaving chest. Gently, he slips his hand under my head and puts the sleep mask over my eyes. When it’s firmly in place, I hear what I think is his mask dropping to the floor.

His finger touches my chest, and he drags it down between my breasts, hooking onto the material of my skimpy shirt. The distinct sound of material tearing fills the air and my tits bounce free. I feel my nipples tighten with the brush of cool air. I squirm, restless and on edge at not being able to see what is going on around me. His finger keeps moving, leaving goosebumps in its wake. My stomach dips as the single point of contact traces over my belly button and down to my sleep shorts, where he no doubt finds them drenched from hearing the guys fucking.

He lifts the front of my shorts, and my breathing grows erratic as I tense, wondering what will happen next. The flick of a blade has me holding my breath.

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