Only You Sweetheart

Matt was fighting the urge just to go in for the kill, he had to take his time, make her realise he wasn’t just doing it so he could fuck her and then leave her, he didn’t just want her, he needed her. The thought of having to live his life without her being part of it made him go cold and her being here with him against her will was better then her not being here at all, he smirked. Still, he could feel himself shaking every time he touched her; her skin was so soft and smooth and her body was absolutely stunning and he felt excitement every time he thought at how she (body and all) belonged to him, no one else but him.

The situation was bittersweet, he couldn’t look her in the eyes because every time he did he felt a twinge of guilt – they looked so sad and helpless but he had to look into her eyes simply because how beautiful they were, they sparkled and though he didn’t want them to be filled with tears, the moisture made them sparkle.

He slipped one of his hands underneath her body so that it slid along her back; she wasn’t looking at him she was looking anywhere but at him. He ignored it, knowing she was wishing she were somewhere else. He’d make her feel it, she’d hate him but she would feel it just as much as he did.

His tongue ran along her neck making her shiver slightly, their bodies were both now faintly shaking but for two different reasons. He laid soft kisses along her shoulders, neck and face, it was only when he reached her mouth that he stayed in the same area, dipping his tongue back into her mouth desperate to feel her tongue against his. His hands reached for his shirt, he pulled it over his head only releasing his lips from hers for a few seconds.

Charlotte felt his stomach gently resting on hers, sometimes raising slightly because of their height differences so that he could properly kiss her, she was begging herself to let her mind go off somewhere else, whilst he did this to her but every time she tried to drift off somewhere else he would do something that made her come back to reality. She wanted to scream at him, kick and punch him until he gave up but she couldn’t, the feeling of helplessness came back with a vengeance and it was truly awful. She was forced to just lie there and let him take over her whole body and she was basically giving him permission, well it felt like it. She should have fought more; she should have built up the courage and fought him all the way, thinking about it made Charlotte want to scream even more. She didn’t even have the energy to cry properly, which she really would of done when she felt his hand on her back met with his other one that then begun to undo her bra, she felt him remove it, pulling it away from her arms and dumping it near his top on the floor. She unintentionally gasped when his mouth engulfed her breast, his warm te rue rubbing against her nipple making it peak. Her lip curled slightly, she was making him think that she was enjoying it; her traitorous body was making him think that she was actually enjoying this. She could fucking kill him.

He felt a struggle slightly, not enough to do anything but he felt the resistance, his hand caressed her breast as his nose ran along her neck and back up to her face so he was looking down at her “Everything’s gonna be alright, I’m not going to hurt you” His other hand cupped her face kindly “You don’t have to hate this Charlotte, you could let yourself enjoy it, you wont be betraying anyone, no one will think less of you –you’ll just be letting me love you, we could be so happy together, I could look after you, no one would be able to stop us”
I don’t need looking after. Had he been able to hear her thoughts he would of heard a deadly tone. She laid her head back in anger at not being able to respond, it was only when she felt him lick at her breasts again that she realised he probably took that as her submitting to him. Shit.

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Nina skulked back to Charlotte’s house, the police were gone. She found Damon sitting in the lounge, his face in his hands.
“Where’s your mom?” her voice was just husky, what was she meant to say to him, she didn’t have any words of support, she was as scared and distressed about Charlotte’s disappearance as he was. He didn’t look up. “Out, at a bar probably” he laughed slightly but not in any way happily “Anyone else would think it would be to forget about her daughters disappearance, except its not is it? Because she couldn’t give a fuck where Charlie was as long as it wasn’t her fucking whisky that went missing”
“That’s not true Damon, I’m sure your mom is upset more then you think” Nina couldn’t let him hate his mom more then he already did, for his own good certainly not for hers.
“And what the fuck do you care” he stood up and stared at her “If you really cared about her you would of called the police as soon as you knew about her stalker whether she wanted you to or not and then maybe she wouldn’t be missing”
What could she say, he was right. She should have called the police straight away but she didn’t want to anger Charlotte. God she had been such an idiot.
“Damon, it’s no good screaming at everyone. I’m just as upset about this as you are”
“Oh fuck off, what the hell are you here for anyway, shouldn’t you be at school”
“Shouldn’t you?” Nina snapped back
Damon sat back down, too tired to shout anymore. He knew it wasn’t Nina’s fault that Charlotte was gone but he just needed to yell.
Nina sat down beside him “I’ve been suspended” Damon looked at her suddenly “Again?” Nina snorted, “I beat up Amanda Regis”

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Matt had removed all of his clothes by now and he slowly began to remove Charlotte’s panties, making her cry out in protest as best she could under the circumstances. He ignored her and removed them completely before pushing his tongue inside of her, it happened so quickly it took Charlotte a few seconds to realise what had happened. She fought back the urge to moan, his tongue was stroking against her and she knew her body was responding. The heat ran through her body and so many emotions hit Charlotte at once she thought sas gas going to burst. She couldn’t believe what was happening, how could anyone do this to someone against his or her will. Charlotte wouldn’t of been able to express her anger in words even if she could had the energy not only at Matt but at herself, she felt the waves of pleasure run through her body and dammit had her body been a person she never would of spoken to them ever again. She heard him moaning, she heard herself moaning, the tears began to run down her cheeks, crying was becoming a habit for her now. Her back arched slightly but soon fell back to the bed, she really felt so lethargic but in no way felt like sleeping.

The sweat began to form over her body as his tongue got deeper, his hands gripped at her legs and she moaned louder then before as one big wave of pleasure hit her, for a few wonderful moments she forgot everything, it wasn’t until she felt his tongue attack her tongue again that she realised where she was and what was happening and she was horrified and sickened at her response. She was so ashamed that she didn’t feel his grip of her get tighter, dread overwhelmed her once again, the main event was about to take place.

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“So what did the police say?” Nina asked the young man sitting next to her, knowing that tears wanted to fall out of his green eyes but he had too much pride at stake to let them.
“Turns out there were a few things missing from her room, clothes and stuff … if it hadn’t been for the news about the stalker their main source would be that she had run away but because of stalking, they’re looking into it” he snorted the last few words, knowing that they weren’t doing as much as they could.
“Maybe its because she’s not under 18, she’s an adult so its harder for them to know what the circumstances are for her going missing, she’s an adult so if she ran away technically its her choice”
But she hasn’t run away” Damon snapped
“I know that’s not what I meant” Nina tried to calm him down “All I meant was …” she sighed, “They’ll find her”

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Charlotte felt herself fluster as he thrust into her, he was being gentle and slow. It wasn’t rough, it wasn’t quick it was like what people in love would do. So what if only one of them is in love? So the other person is just supposed to take it were they? Charlotte gasped as she felt herself come.

Matt had never felt pleasure like he was right now, he had had his fair share of women but none had ever made him feel like Charlotte was making him feel. The thought of being able to do this to her whenever he felt like it made him come all the more harder, he was in pure ecstasy. Once he had finished he collapsed on top of her, sweat was all over his body and he was dwelling in the aftermath of their lovemaking, smiling at himself blissfully. He lifted his head only for a brief second to kiss her before letting his head rest just beneath her chin again “I knew you’d feel it” he panted quietly, Charlotte winced. Now he had her exactly where he wanted her.

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Charlotte woke a few hours later and realised she had clothes on, she still felt weary but was now more concerned that he had touched her even if by just putting her clothes on while she was completely unaware of it. There had to be a reason why she was dressed, maybe if was going to let her go home. Maybe he just wanted sex with her all along and then didn’t want to know, maybe the sick bastard did this to a lot of girls, maybe it was how he got his kicks. Charlotte’s small ray of hope was soon dashed when he walked into the room, with pants on but still shirtless and sat next to her, stroking her face. “Guess what babe, we’re going on a trip, its not safe for us to stay here anymore so I’m gonna take you somewhere more low key, it’s a bit isolated but it just means we can enjoy each others company abit more”
He had to be joking, she didn’t think her situation could of got any worse but he had just proved her wrong. So terribly, terribly wrong!

Charlotte was so unaware of the time, but was still shocked when she looked out side and saw that it was pitch black out. He lifted her to a sitting position and rested his hand on her thigh “You don’t need to look so scared”
“I don’t want to go” she breathed in heavily, it was still hard to talk and sound angry at the same time “I want to go home, let me go home you sick bastard”
She saw his jaw tense and waited anxiously for what was to come, his head slowly turned to face her; there was no emotion on his face so how was she supposed to be able to tell what he was thinking?
“It’s not wise to make me angry Charlotte, you don’t want to hurt my feelings now, not after how blissful we botre are a few hours ago when ade ade love” he smiled but it was a nice smile “We’re leaving” his grip tightened as he picked her up and walked her to the front door before letting her stand again but held her securely to make sure she never fell over. “I know it’s the middle of the night but act fucking normal as we walk to the car, we don’t want anyone noticing us do we and I don’t think you want to have someone’s death on your consciousness do you?”
Charlotte held her breath, he was bluffing he wasn’t capable of murder was he? She felt like all the blood drained from her body. She wasn’t going to be forced to live with a captive was she?

Once they got to the car, she made her way to the front but he pulled her back and opened the boot “Get in” he snarled. “What?” she coughed back the tears?
“Get in, I said everything you did had a consequence and this is another one … get the fuck in the boot, besides we don’t want anyone recognising you in the front seat do we?” he smiled at her as she reluctantly crawled into small, cramp space. She looked up at him as he leaned in and tied her hands together “We don’t want you bringing attention to yourself do we” he then went to gag her “Wait, I might suffocate”
Matt smiled you won’t, there’s holes in the back seat giving you enough air and I’ll be checking on you loads – not only to inspect your condition but also to just to see you. Besides that long journey – I’ll need to satisfy myself at some points” Charlotte knew what he was getting at and fought back the urge to scream at him’ he gagged her and slowly closed the boot. Pitch black.