After Hours Ch. 02

"I suppose that doesn't sound too horrible." I replied and Adrian let out a loud and melodic laugh.

"I could always up the stakes, if you'd prefer?" He added wryly, I quickly shook my head, indicating that I didn't want the rules or results to change. "Let's see... to make things fair, I'll take off my shoes and socks. Then we'll both be wearing three pieces of clothing. Meaning we can skip two questions each, skipping a third will end the game." Adrian said as he stepped out of his shoes and removed his socks. "You can go first." He added with a nod to my direction, a smile still firmly planted on his chiseled face.

I thought quietly to myself for a moment, suddenly unsure of what questions to ask in order to get under his skin or to learn some much-needed information about my current situation. "How much do you actually know about me?" I asked as I crossed my arms in front of me.

"More than enough." He replied with a smirk.

"That's not a real answer." I said testily.

"I suppose not." Adrian replied coolly, he cracked his knuckles and then sat forward in his chair. "Your name is Stella May Bloom, you'll be turning twenty-one years old on October 30th. You're an only child and you don't really get along with your parents, you always felt like they never approved of you or any of your choices. After you graduated, you lost touch with the majority of your friends. You've only ever had one boyfriend and the two of you are currently on a break, although you're pretty certain it's a permanent one." Adrian rambled on as I sat slack jawed staring at him in disbelief. Our eyes met and for a moment he paused, noticing my shock. In an instant a smirk appeared on his face, and he continued.

"I know that you're slightly lactose intolerant but that you can't resist a good ice cream. Even though you're a dog person, you love cats so long as they aren't prone to scratch or bite. Your favorite meal is pepperoni and onion pizza, but you're quite self-conscious about your weight and only eat it on occasions. You have an affliction to the dark and hate being alone, yet you're not a fan of crowds." Adrian continued arrogantly as I became more and more uncomfortable.

"That's enough!" I shouted out heatedly, an intense blush gracing my features. "How... how did you?" I began to ponder before he cut off my thoughts.

"Mom wrote us letters every day, everything that you've ever told her- we all know. She's also highly intuitive, so we may know even more than what you think we do." Adrian said with a half-smile, as if he was proud of himself for knowing so much about me. I couldn't help but feel violated, all the things that I had shared with Mary in private, she'd gone and told her sons. I couldn't help but wonder how different things would be if I'd kept my mouth shut. I knew that I had a tendency to overshare, but this was ridiculous. Did I tell her my whole life story? Do my captures actually know every little nuance about me?

"Right then, my turn! Have you ever been in love?" Adrian said as he tried to move the conversation along. I thought that it was somewhat odd for him to ask me this question, knowing that I've ever only had one boyfriend, but unwilling to lose the game because of my curiosity, I answered him.

"No, I don't think that I have." I replied honestly. "How many people have you kidnapped?" I quarried.

"Just you, and if we're being technical here, I'm not the one that kidnapped you. That was all Beau." He added with a knowing wink and deep chuckle. We went on like this for a few hours, time escaping us both as we asked each other increasingly intimate questions.

We paused for a short lunch break, though it was likely closer to dinner. But we quickly picked up right where we had left off. Finally, once it was dark outside we sat together in the living area, each only covered in one article of clothing. I sat on the sofa, Beau's large shirt covering down to my mid thigh while Adrian sat in his armchair, wearing nothing but his boxers. It was Adrian's turn to ask a question and he's been silently thinking to himself for a few minutes. After what felt like an eternity Adrian looked up at me once more, a knowing glint in his eye.

"If you had to choose one of us to fuck, based solely on appearance, who would it be and why?" He said with a seductive undertone. My cheeks immediately turned crimson red as an image of Dacre appeared in my mind. From what I recall, Dacre was huge. A thick bear of a man who, while entirely intimidating, looked like he'd be an absolute joy to cuddle with. I could practically feel his enormous arms wrap around me in a warm and safe embrace. Not to mention he was ruggedly handsome, with his neatly trimmed beard and semi-long hair, he wasn't the type of man that I'd usually be drawn to. Beau and Adrian were likely more my type, but there's just something about Dacre that intrigues me, that makes me want to know him. "You gonna answer today, Ella?" Adrian said knowingly, a mischievous look in his eye. I took in a deep breath before letting out a large sigh, unable to bring myself to answer.

"You win." I said defeated as I slowly removed Beau's shirt, I crumpled it up and pressed it against my chest, holding it like a shield.

"Fucking finally!" Adrian said as he jumped up from his chair. "Give me a few minutes to get set up." He said with a wink as he all but ran out of the room. I placed my face into my hands as I sulked at my defeat. Why couldn't I have just lied and told him?! Why didn't I just blurt out Dacre's name? Embarrassment and regret flooded my mind as I awaited my fate.

After about five minutes, Adrian re-appeared and quickly advanced upon me. Effortlessly, he slipped his arms underneath me and carried me bridal-style into the nearest bedroom. As he flicked on the lights my eyes widened in disbelief as I took in the sight before me. The bed frame had been prepared with ropes and cuffs so that he could tie me to the bed posts. But I had been expecting something like that. The thing that had startled me, was the wide array of sex toys neatly laid out on the bed.

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