wanted to spill from her mouth. He wanted her quiet. Listening to him was the only chance of survival she had. Paul rummaged through her drawers looking for something. Tempted as she was to ask what he was looking for she decided against it. Where the fuck was Tony? His gun would outmatch Paul’s knife. When Paul didn’t find what he was looking for he left the bedroom. When he returned he was carrying duct tape. “You’ll need your mouth for later, but until then I’m going to shut you up. Maybe I’ll even cover your eyes. You won’t be able to see what’s coming. Don’t you just love the element of surprise?” “Please not my eyes. Let me be able to watch you.” “You want to watch when I stick my cock down your throat and make you suck me off?” Her stomach churned. “Okay. I kinda like the idea of you seeing my cock stuffed in your mouth.” This couldn’t be happening to her. What did she do to Paul to deserve this? He cut a piece of tape from the roll and covered her mouth. She worried she’d puke and choke on her own vomit. She fought back the sickening thoughts of Paul putting his dick in her mouth. “Now be a good little girl while I go take a shower. I want to be nice and clean when you’re sucking me.” She nodded and he smiled. He closed the bedroom door again, securing the lock. “I’m going to show you what you’ve been missing while you were putting out for that pig.” Paul unbuttoned his shorts and let them fall to the floor. Next came his boxers. His cock was hard. His shirt came off with ease and he stood in front of her naked. He took his penis in his hand and shook it. “Turns out you’re gonna get some of this after all. Whether you wanted it or not. You’ll realize how lucky you are when I’m done fucking you. You’ll never want to go back to your cop.” That was highly unlikely but she nodded to keep him happy. “I’m tempted to fuck you now instead of showering. A quickie.” He stepped closer and Allie froze. She prayed he’d shower and give her more time to get out of this mess. With her hands tied behind her back she wasn’t sure how she’d manage an escape. “Nah, I need to shower. I want to be spiffy clean for you.” She’d never been so relieved in her life. “No funny business while I’m gone.” She shook her head no. Paul disappeared into the bathroom. Allie heard the water turn on and he seemed to be talking to himself. She had to find a way out of there while he was in the shower. Once she was sure he was in the shower she tried scooting the chair, but it didn’t move very far. She practically tipped it over so she stopped. If he came out and she was toppled over she could only imagine what he’d do to her. So she remained where she was and waited. Silently praying for someone to come save her from this mess. The water stopped and she heard Paul getting out of the shower. A knock came to the front door and her only thoughts were, Tony is here.
Tony peered into the window of the door. Allie’s car was there so why wasn’t she answering? He pounded again. Maybe she was in the shower. He noticed the bedroom door was closed. “Huh, could she be sleeping?” He contemplated leaving and calling her in the morning. It wasn’t too late though and he really wanted to see her. He was close to making a break in the case and before long he’d be free from this one and not sure what his next assignment would be, but he knew one thing—he wanted Allie to be part of his life. Dale was down the beach making one more sweep and hopefully he’d get enough evidence to bust the dealers later in the night. They planned to move in during the wee hours of the morning when everyone was sleeping and would be caught off guard. He knocked one more time. “Coming,” a male voice called from the house. “What the fuck?” Who the fuck was the guy in her house and what was he doing with Tony’s woman? He cupped his hand around the