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"Where are we going?" The freshly showered brunette asked Beck as he weaved his stealth vehicle between traffic with a mastery she'd never seen before.

"Somewhere safe." He said simply.

He glanced over. Even drowning in his old t-shirt and sweat pants, she was gorgeous. His hand tightened on the gear shift. What was he going to do when she was gone? He'd only known her a few days and already the thought of never seeing her again had him acting like an angst riddled teenager.

She would move on with her life, forget about him and everything that had happened to her. She'd find some doctor or lawyer to settle down w-

He couldn't finish the thought. The thought of another man being with her, holding her, touching her, looking into her eyes as writhed with pleasure had Beck seething.

Change of plans.

He would take her to a convent where some homely nuns to give her fashion advice and teach her the evils of men.

Somewhere she would have to wear boxy unappealing clothing and where there would be no men. He smirked at the thought and the frowned when he realized the absurdity of it. She wasn't his to dictate her future. She'd never be his and the sooner he realized that the sooner they could both move on.

He paused at a traffic light and she found the nerve to speak to him again. "Beck, I um…I really need to know what this plan is that you've hatched." She tried her best to sound sweet and not patronizing. It was difficult, she wanted to see her sister. If her sister was even still alive.

"What does it matter? You'll be safe." He shrugged as he accelerated and switched lanes 3 times before settling on the left lane.

"I need to know my sister is okay." Her voice broke slightly, despite her best efforts.

"I'll do what I can for her, but my main concern is to get you someplace safe. They'll think I got too rough with you and dumped you off somewhere." His lip twitched at the thought. He really did work for some sick fuckers.

"I'll just go to the police as soon as you dump me off'" she sat upright, tired of playing the damsel in distress. Her sister was being beaten, raped and God only knew what else and she had to help her.

"Half of the police department is on our payroll." Beck rolled his eyes. "The only thing you can do to save your sister is to cooperate with me." He gritted his teeth.

Tori's stomach dropped. The police couldn't help; their father would be more concerned about the money. Was he even looking for them?

He was trying to help her. He was going to let her go when all he wanted to do was kiss her until her bones went limp and she begged him to make her his.

He was trying so damn hard!

Tori sniffled. This had been the worst experience of her life. If Beck hadn't been there and been so kind, she didn't know what she would have done. Despite his kindness, she'd fight him if she had to. Trina wasn't strong, she needed her help.

He finally pulled his car up a long winding driveway that led to a modest rancher.

"Where are we?" She quirked her eyebrow.

"My parents' house." He shrugged, getting out of the car and walking over to the passenger side. "Well, it was theirs until they passed away. It's mine now. Andre wouldn't think to look here." He pulled her from the car, his hand encircling her wrist and remaining there bit too long to only be helpful.

"I can't stay here!" She wrenched away from him. "Take me back to the house." Her arms crossed over her chest

"You will stay here whether you like it or not!" He didn't have time for this, why wouldn't she just cooperate and let him help her? "You'd rather be raped and beaten by a gang than let me help you?" He had her pressed against the passenger side door that was now closed. His chest was heaving in anger, or was it lust? He wasn't sure.

"No!" Tears were falling freely now. "Beck, please understand. I appreciate everything you're doing for me…" She took a deep quivering breath. "But she's my sister. I can't just leave her there. If you leave me here and I know what's happening to her, the guilt will kill me. I'll end up finding a way back to that house and getting her out myself."

Beck's jaw tightened at the thought. He was still holding her captive, unsure of what he should do. He couldn't take her back there, it wasn't safe.

"Beck." She said his name so softly that he couldn't help but look her in the eyes. "If you had a sister, you'd do the same." Her hand tentatively lifted to stroke the side of his roughened face. He immediately leaned into her touch. No woman had ever touched him with such care, such gentleness, such…innocence.

At her words, he thought of Cat. He couldn't argue with Tori's assertion. He'd risked his life for Cat and she wasn't even his biological sister. He glanced down at her one last time before grunting and pulling away from her lithe body.

"Fine." He stomped over to the driver's side door. "But you do everything I say, when I say it and don't leave my side. It's the only way you'll be safe. Got it?"

"Got it." She sent him a small smile. The first one she'd managed since she'd been kidnapped.

As he started the car, she reached over and touched his hand that rested on the gearshift. It was a silent thank you, but sent fire coursing through his veins. How was it that a simple touch from this girl could do more for him than 100 naked women willing to do whatever he wanted?

He didn't know, but he was sure as hell ready to find out.

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Beck paced back and forth in his small room as Tori sat stubbornly on the floor in front of his bedroom door. After threatening to storm out, she'd thrown the oversized clothes he'd let her borrow in his floor and redressed in her dingy sundress.

"I just want to see her." She said it as if she were simply asking a waitress for a napkin.

"What happened to doing what I say?" He ran a frustrated hand through his unruly mane.

She ignored him and asked a question of her own." What if she's hurt?" Tori's lip quivered and his heart flipped over in his chest. He hated seeing her tore up. But he wouldn't risk her life just so she could have her way. When he didn't respond, she lost her composure "I want to see my God damned sister!"

"I had Cat check on her and the other girls this evening!" He pulled her to stand in front of him, her breasts pressing sinuously against his hard chest. "She's had food, no broken bones and she's had a shower." What did Tori want from him? He couldn't save them all. Andre was a powerful man and would stop at nothing to destroy anyone who double crossed him.

"Oh how gallant of you!" She retorted sarcastically, pushing at his chest until he gripped her wrists. "I guess I should bow down now, huh?" She wasn't sure why she was so angry at Beck. He'd been nothing but kind to her.

Was she really angry at him? Or was she just frustrated with herself that she was falling so hard and fast for him that she couldn't think straight?

She'd never even considered letting another guy do the things she wanted to do with this guy who was nothing but trouble. She knew it was a bad idea. She knew he wasn't the type of guy she should be with. He was wild, domineering, and always got his way. But he was gorgeous, so gentle with her and lit a fire inside her that no one else had even come close to igniting.

Beck growled possessively. Something about the way she was suddenly so confident had his desire for her boiling.

Neither of them was aware of when the argument had shifted to sensual banter, but as she struggled against him, her body wriggled deliciously against his. His control was slowly unraveling and he wasn't sure he was strong enough to hold off.

Her eyes met his in a heated stare and his resolve crumbled. In an instant, he picked her up by the thighs, her legs wrapping around his strong hips in an unwavering vice.

A masculine groan mingled with her feminine whimper as their lips met in a feral kiss. He couldn't think about the ramifications of his actions as his rough hands moved fluidly up her thighs, under her dress. He gripped her ass and pulled her roughly against his ever hardening erection.

He should have taken his time, treated her like the priceless treasure she was. He couldn't. The only thing he could focus on was his innate need to be as close to her as he could possibly get.

Her head lolled back against the wall in intense pleasure as his firm lips sought the silken expanse of her dainty neck. His hips undulated against hers as he sucked gently on her sweet skin. His hands left her ass and found her breasts, pulling the flimsy material out of the way. She moaned and clawed at his muscled back at the sensation of his rough palms gliding over her nipples.

"Mine." He all but growled. He wasn't even sure how his jeans came undone or when he made the decision to plunge his hardness as deep inside her slippery folds as he could.

His lips ravaged Tori's, swallowing her gasp. The initial pain as he fluidly penetrated, breaking her virgin barrier, had tears springing to her eyes. But as he rocked back out, panting her name against her ear, the pain turned to a pleasurable burn that had her moaning his name.

His hands found her ass again, pulling her closer, delving deeper inside of her. Her legs tightened around his hips and his lips trailed down the column of her neck.

He loved the way she whispered his name in a plea to send her over the edge.

He loved the way she molded her firm body against him.

He loved the way she clung to him as if she never wanted him to let her go.

He loved everything about her.

Two more rough thrusts and she was writing in ecstasy, crying out and clutching him close to her body as the waves of her orgasm over took her.

He groaned as he felt her walls grip him like a silk glove. He was no virgin or inexperienced teenager, but she had him so turned on …he knew he wouldn't last long.

Her arms circled around his neck and she pressed a fluttering kiss against his throat as he threw his head back and thrust one last time. His legs shook as he spilled himself inside of her ; nothing had ever felt so satisfying.

"Wow." Tori's breathy whisper brought him out of the sensual fog and the realization hit him that he'd just taken her virginity. "That was…"

Beck gulped for air, pressing his face against her flushed neck. He squeezed his eyes shut, guilt rushing over him with force.

How could he have lost control that way? He'd been trying to protect her and he'd done the very thing he'd been trying to prevent.

She deserved her first time to be in a soft bed with someone she loved marveling over her delicate body.

She didn't deserve to be ravaged against a wall like some slut he'd picked up at a bar.

Beck was so overcome with strong emotions that he didn't hear Tori's contented sigh and he certainly didn't notice the way she rested her cheek against the side of his head in a loving gesture.

He took a deep, agonizing breath and slowly let her slide away from his body to stand in front of him.

"I'm..I.." He couldn't convey what he was feeling. When his eyes finally met hers, he noticed the tear streaks from when he'd first entered her. His stomach knotted.

He didn't deserve her.

"I have to go. You can sleep in my bed. No one will bother you." His voice was strained as he pulled his jeans up and moved toward the door.

"Beck…wait…" Tori's plea fell on deaf ears. Beck was already in the hall, pulling the door closed behind him.

Ah, I love a broody, tortured blake. It makes for some good angst! Haha

Hopefully it wasn't too over the top. I don't normally do smut scenes quite this way.

Hope you enjoyed! Let me know what you thought about this one:)