#BookLife1 - Mr Cruise (fiction) *300th Post Again*

I wanted to challenge myself to write a short steamy story, something I have never done before. I stick to clean fiction. Then I remembered, nothing I write is short or racy so this is  more of a slow burner, if that :D

Chapter 1 - The abduction 

I slid my pink/purply hybrid painted nails over the rails clutching them tightly. 

Why did I decide to vacation on a cruise? I knew that I needed to get away but I liked the freedom of roaming away from the crowds when it got too much.

I had wandered into the dance deck, where the drinks were overflowing and everybody was flirting and trying their luck. 

I had been twirled around the dancefloor by countless grabby men. Ugh. 

I bet none of them on this singles cruise were actually available. I stared out intently on the quiet deck as though I could see anything except darkness.

I shivered as the air certainly was brisk but I had a wrap on my bare shoulders that was supposed to be taking away the chill. 

I smiled wryly thinking about the questionnaire that I was required to complete.

Describe yourself and your ideal companion? Hah. My mind was always clouded with that question. It's not like I would stand out in a crowd.

I was just an ordinary woman looking for someone decent. The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them. "Where are you?"

I mean it's not like I was expecting the sea to answer me. "Who.. Who are you talking too?" I must have jumped a foot in the air.

My back stiffened up. Kill me I thought. Why did someone have to be standing behind me at that cringey moment?? I didn't turn around.

I decided to ignore the intruder and pretend I hadn't heard the insane question posed to me. 

A particularly nasty gust of wind sent a shiver down my spine.

I reached over my shoulders to clutch my wrap and tug it tightly around me but it had vanished. 

Frowning I looked at the floor only to see a pair of men shoes pointing at me.

I slowly trailed my eyes up to his legs and his chest and then finally his face. Then my eyes swerved to his hands. He was clutching my wrap.

Annoyed I pointed. "You really need to work on your kleptomania." The intruder stepped forward invading my personal space.

"A couple things Adrianna." I gasped as he said my name. How the hell did he know it? I have not seen him before. He could be an interesting interloper.

He smiled at my surprise but it wasn't creepy it was a warm teasing grin. 

As he was talking he stepped even closer gently placing the shawl on my shivering shoulders.

Then he expertly tied it and his hands lingered softly rubbing them up and down to warm me up. 

I looked into his eyes and then down and then pushed his hands away from me, scurrying off.

I got a couple feet before I heard footsteps and then he was behind me. He clutched my arms firmly. "I did say we need to talk, did I not?"

I wrenched my arms but his grip tightened. "Oh Adrianna, why do you make it so difficult to be sweet to you?" 

I gritted my teeth and tried to turn around but he held me in place.

"Not yet. Let me just savour the view from back here, a little bit longer." Why he dragged the last four words out I will never know.

I began to shiver and it wasn't from the cold. I raised my leg prepared to stomp hard on his foot and just as I was about to lower my heel..

He kicked my leg and I lost my footing, frantically clutching on to him to stop from falling. 

He was eerily calm as he grabbed my by the waist steadying me.

It happened in the blink of an eye. From his pocket he whipped out a bandana and tied it around my mouth. 

My hysterical screams were then muffled. Next he bound my hands that were pounding on his chest, in front of me. 

I didn't know what material he used but it was soft yet tight against my wrists.

Then the blindfold appeared as my eyes rounded like saucers. In all his movements, there was this peculiar attention to detail.

He wasn't swearing, screaming or hurrying. He secured me minimally but enough so that it would stay in place. It seemed almost clinical.

I shrieked as his hands cupped the back of my legs and he lifted my curvy frame up with ease. 

I kicked my legs but all that happened was my shoes almost came off. 

I was still yelling into the gag but I didn't hear any people milling around at all so it seemed useless. He must have turned his head..

As his voice breathed into my ear. "There is really nothing to fear my luscious Adrianna." 

My heart began pounding in my chest. Clearly he is crazy! Why on earth would he call me that? 

"It turns out, you are getting an upgrade and I hope you will be very comfortable in your new suite."

Chapter 2 - The interrogation 

He propped me against the wall and fiddled with the key card. I tried to make a break for it but one arm stopped me. 

"Patience my beautiful Adrianna. All will be revealed in due course."

My friend's words rang in my head. Take a cruise, see the world, what harm could it do?? 

If I ever got out this, I would get even with them all but first I had to weasel my escape.

I was unceremoniously planted into a chair but the blindfold and gag were gingerly removed with care and I blinked to study my surroundings.

I thrust my bound hands up to him. He cupped my face and I turned away as he pulled me back towards him. 

"Unfortunately I cannot untie you yet."

"Stowaways need to be in custody and prevented from running away. I am Mr Cruise." 

"The security specialist, hired to take care of any distractions that will stop the guests having merriment."

My jaw dropped. This is a joke. "Look, maniac! I am a paid guest. I have papers and my passport and everything to prove my identity.

If you will go to my cabin and pick up my receipts and documentation you will clearly see you have made a colossal error.

He pulled up a chair and slid it close to me. Sighing. "The crew and I have scanned your papers and found them to be forgeries."

"Why do you persist in lying to me?" I sat back in the chair shaking my head. 

"No no no no. This is not happening." I need to think, is he for real??

His eyes never left my face. "You are going to be remanded here until I get some clarification." 

"You will tell me what I want to know and then we will go over your documents together."

"If I believe you, then you will be free to go and no charges will be placed." 

"If not, you are in serious trouble and will go to an incarceration of my choosing."

Chapter 3 - Who is taunting whom?

"What exactly does that mean a jail of your choosing?" There was that grin again. 

I gritted my teeth impatiently. "It means I will take you somewhere, no-one will find you legally."

"I don't believe any of this is real. I think it is a practical joke and a tasteless one at that. I demand to see the Captain right now!"

He raised his eyebrows sarcastically. Yanking my bound hands so that I fell forward automatically. "You my exquisite one are in no position to bark orders."

"I am in charge and the Captain himself told me to deal with you personally as he was all too tempted to throw you overboard. The last time someone snuck aboard, there was chaos."

I kept my face as passive as possible and rolled my eyes as though I were bored. Cruise threw back his head and roared with laughter.

"I must hand it to you, as much danger as you are in and still you are unfazed huh?" I leaned forward thrusting my chest out as far as it could go.

"Now you listen good and well to me buster. I have never broken the law or done anything I am ashamed of. I have nothing to fear because I will be vindicated."

"I just cannot wait to savour your delicious apology, when I sue you and this cruise liner for emotional distress." I leaned back smirking, I knew I would turn the tables.

Cruise stood up and dragged me to my feet. He looked at me so intently I shivered. 

"I admire you resolve, I really do but my job is to get answers any way I see fit."

Chapter 4 - Tormentor

I felt a little less sure of myself but still I met his ruthless gaze and taunted him. 

"You can't hurt or scare me, you don't have the right. I'm just an innocent passenger." 

Cruise stroked his chin. "I find your statement difficult to swallow. Look at how you're dressed..

"You had every single man wanting you in that dance deck and yet you teased each one and danced only once."

"Truly virtuous women do not set out to ensnare all men they comes across."

"Nor do they present themselves as sex wrapped in a revealing slutty dress!!"

Indignantly gasping I reached out to slap his face but them remembered I was still secured with rope. 

"Stop shouting at me and treating me like I'm a... A... A. I turned away disgusted."

I will not dignify my outfit or behaviour to this judgemental jerk. I had gone through so many changes. 

A dramatic weight loss meant I wasn't ashamed of my body and I wanted to feel desirable and feminine for once. 

I had never in my life worn anything like this and flirted with so many men but tonight I wanted to be looked upon with admiration. 

I had no desire for a fling. I just wanted to see if I could meet someone who piqued my interest. 

I merely wanted to celebrate looking/feeling good which eluded me for far too long. 

Chapter 5 - Strange Bedfellows 

I slumped back in the chair closed my eyes and yawned. I suddenly felt very tired and we did not seem to be getting anywhere.

I felt myself being picked up and carefully placed on the bed. I lost my mind for a minute and curled up, until I recalled. I had turned into goldilocks minus the hair and this was not my bed!

I shot my eyes open to see a strange expression on Cruise's face. Compassion? I rolled away until I got to the edge of the bed and then promptly slipped and fell right on my derriere.

Could my humiliation get any worse? I winced as Cruise picked me up and he frowned. "Did you hurt yourself?" I yelped in pain as he felt my ankle and he cursed out loud.

Maybe it was the exhaustion or the weirdness of the situation but I just started laughing into his chest. I had tricked him and it felt good.

Until he dropped me onto the bed and towered over me. "Hmm so you want to play games with me huh?" I tried to shuffle away but he yanked my feet forward roughly.

"Look at me while I am talking to you!" Shish why was he so mad? Talk about being humourless.. I looked out at the porthole with the lapping waves.

However my face sharply turned around when I felt his hands on my ankles. Strong large hands held them in place. "Er excuse me but let go."

I shook my legs expecting him to release his grip but instead he maintained his hold, even stronger this time so much so that I squealed.

"Ouch, hey. That actually genuinely hurts." Cruise met my probing gaze and I didn't like what I saw. He no longer seemed patient.

"Good Adrianna because I am done being tolerant. He impatiently twisted my foot to undo the buckle while I cringed feeling the ache increase.

Was he being a brute on purpose or didn't he realise he was causing me pain? I screamed as he tilted my foot further and a tear pricked my eye.

I turned away but gasped as I felt Cruise slip my shoes off. I had never let anyone but a beautician touch my feet. They sparkled in the moonlight from the glitter overcoat.

I had delicately painted them in the same pink/purply hybrid shades to match my hands, with one fluid motion I slid them slowly backwards away from him.

Cruise had other ideas and placed them on his lap. I sighed with confusion but then an idea sprang to mind, maybe if I feign compliance, he would ease up and then I could slip away?

Chapter 6 - Playtime begins

I studied him through my long stubborn, refuse to curl properly lashes. He actually wasn't bad looking for a kidnapper. He had to fall asleep sometime.

I could outlast him easily. My insomnia was particularly bad at the moment due to the inability to relax and switch my mind off.

I guess that was part of the reason I agreed to this getaway. I needed a change of scenery. At home things were murky. I felt dissatisfied with my relationships.

If I could just sneak away to my cabin I knew I could clear this matter up. There had to be something that would prove my authenticity!

I quickly turned away. I didn't want him to catch me looking at him. The man's ego seemed to be the size of an island already.

Cruise dug his thumbs at the sides of my feet and swept upwards letting all the fingers meet at the middle. I sucked my breath in at the painful intensity.

I tried to retreat but he turned to look at me. "Hmmm something the matter Adrianna? I thought you liked it rough?" My face coloured automatically and he chuckled.

Let the beast think what he wanted. We will see who has the last laugh! I was still squirming until he yelled an order to keep still.

This time his hands concentrated on my ankles and a tiny bit further. He had become much more gentle. It actually began to tingle.

"What kind of medieval torturer are you?" Without even facing me he quipped. "The kind that get's results." I wondered what any of this had to do with interrogating me.

Then he raised the back of my feet and slid his knuckles up and down. I began to giggle uncontrollably because I was slightly ticklish on the soles.

"Well, well well, so you do have a weakness after all?" I started fidgeting again but he wouldn't stop lavishing attention on me.

Chapter 7 - Who is keeping whom?

I laid back down uneasily. I couldn't help but let out a yawn. My eyes fluttered closed and I was out. I didn't feel Cruise straighten me out and place me under the covers.

I jolted awake. I felt a touch on my arm. Was someone holding me? I blinked awake and touched my head. Think woman think. 

I picked my head up carefully scanning the room. Where the hell was I? A flurry of images overloaded my brain and then I realised I was on a cruise with Mr Cruise and he had kidnapped me.

Damn I was supposed to have kept awake and snuck away and then I remember Cruise and his weirdly relaxing massage knocked me out.

Him and his deviousness. Grr. I slowly turned my head to face him. He was breathing deeply and hadn't moved. His arms were around me and I was sleeping on his chest.

What on earth?? Why would I cradle against a perfect stranger? Stockholm should take a lot longer surely? I held my breath and attempted to disentangle from Cruise's embrace.

Which was a lot trickier than it looked. Every time I placed his arm away, it snapped back around me. I was beyond frustrated. 

He still hadn't moved though and I was grateful he seemed to be a deep sleeper, even with his phantom limb movements. I managed to wriggle free and sighed a big relief.

I just had to not make a sound and edge to the end of the bed and hope the floor wasn't creaky. I inched away and this time didn't fall over.

I looked down and was still wearing my dress. That is one thing at least. I crept towards the door and hoped it would be unlocked.

I don't remember where he put the key card but I turned the handle hoping for the best and then screamed bloody murder as Cruise's hands grappled around my waist.

"Going somewhere?" He was standing right behind me, breathing into my ear and trying to squeeze me so tightly I burst.

Crikey I didn't even hear footsteps.  

Chapter 8 - Unsleeping beauty and the beast

"Hey Hercules, want to ease up, so I can breathe? You caught me. I'm not going anywhere. You can loosen your death grip!" Cruise nodded brushing his face near my ear.

He lessened his hold but not completely. "Breathing heavily he whispered. Adrianna, what am I going to do with you?" Exasperated I quipped "Well releasing me would be a pretty good start!"

I looked down at my wrists that were red and tender. I must have been rubbing them during my sleep. Cruise let go, turned me around, held up my wrists to his mouth and softly kissed them.

He untied me and I was floored by his attitude. I did not want to hang around and tempt fate so I grabbed the handle until Cruise intervened.

"Whoa not so fast Adrianna. I am not releasing you entirely. You are a stunning creature but I still have a job to do. We are going to head to your cabin now."

Those words just made me flustered. It wasn't as though this was a date this was business. Why did I feel so nervous? The proof of my innocence was waiting for me.

Cruise led me to a chair, sat me down and lifted my ankle one by one, buckling my shoes. I couldn't help but make a startled sound.

"Umm why are you being so strangely attentive and what is with the feet/shoe thing? Do you have some sort of fetish? Cruise merely smiled.

"I don't have any such quirk. I just like catering to your needs." I furrowed my brows in concentration. This guy was such an enigma. How could I figure him out??"

Cruise grabbed my hand and pulled me up. I lost my balance and clung to him, looking into his eyes. Our lips crashed together and we kissed.

Chapter 9 - Is escape really what you desire?

We broke apart after a few minutes and I struggled to catch my breath. I looked anywhere but at him. Hmmm, oh damn, his words reverberated inside my brain.

"My job is to get answers any way I see fit." The bastard was playing me for a sucker. He thought if he could seduce me, I would confess?? What an utter sleazeball!

Now that I figured out his game plan I had to break away from him but first I was going to have some fun. He thinks he has the upper hand.

Hah! Dream on Cruise. You are going to learn the hard way, not to mess with me! I pulled his face down to mine and thoroughly kissed him passionately and then abruptly stopped.

I think my eyes were as startled as his. Woman stay on the task at hand, don't get sidetracked now! I cleared my throat. "You're right we should head to my cabin now."

Damn why did my voice have to sound breathless and panting. Ugh I mean I wanted to distract him but not sleep with him again, in any form.

Cruise raised his eyebrows nodded and gripped my hand tightly. "We are leaving but don't try to run away. I will tear this place apart tracking you until you're back with me."

My eyes widened out of nervousness. Then I smiled with as much syrup as I could muster and said "Why on earth would I want to be away from you?"

Cruise pushed me against the wall. "You're very convincing. The way you are playing up to me, pretending you want me but remember I have been doing this for a long time."

"When you decide to grow up and let your true desire for me out, only then will I believe you and have you for my very own." Cruise laughed cruelly.

I clenched and released my fist and then slapped him as hard as I possibly could. The man was insufferable. Pretend I liked him. What a brain dead idea.

Cruise picked up my hand that slapped him and kissed it. "I can see the passion is erupting already. Patience I still have a mission to complete."

I grunted, tore my hand away and stalked off. Cruise grabbed it in his and we walked off together.

Chapter 10 - The cost of freedom

We walked in silence each consumed with our own agendas. There was no way I was going to let him touch me again, no matter how good it felt.

We arrived and I looked around, why was there never anyone around when I need them? Grr. Cruise unlocked my cabin and I stayed near the entrance until he tugged me forwards.

"You are staying in my eye-line." I nodded complicity but I just needed a distraction. Then I could make my swift exit. I gasped at the mess in front of me.

"What is wrong with you? I left my cabin in pristine condition and everything was put away carefully and now look at it. Everything is a mess!"

"Why the hell do you assume I did it, me and my team were careful." Pfft. "Yea right, meticulous with my lingerie drawer I'll bet. You really disgust me!"

Cruise looked me up and down. "Oh yea you seem totally uninterested, that's why you keep throwing yourself at me, hoping I'll-"

"Oh pipe down you egomaniac. I have no earthly interest in you. All I want is to prove I am telling the truth and then get away from you for good."

Cruise started moving things around and I backed towards the door having already removed my shoes. I started running as fast as I could and smacked straight into him...

"Well well well. My stowaway. Where do you think you are going? Where is Mr Cruise?" This was my chance to plead my case.

But before I could he grabbed me forcefully by the arm and led me away. "There has been a big misunderstanding. Please you have to hear my side."

I shrieked as he picked me up and edged closer to the side of the ship. "Cruise voice bellowed around my ears. "Put my wife down."

My ears were ringing, what did he call me? My head was spinning and I wasn't sure if I was going to faint. "Captain you have the power to marry us and then she won't be a problem anymore."

Cruise had claimed me from the Captain's grip and I felt queasy in his arms. "I'll see you both in an hour's time or the deal is off." I shook my head.

"Somebody wake me up, I'm dreaming." As soon as we got back to Cruise's room I scrambled to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face.

Cruise folded his arms. "You have no choice. I warned you sooner or later I would capture you and now you are out of options."

Cruise thrust my bag in my hands. I opened it and saw my passport and papers but they weren't mine. I dropped the bag horrified.

"Like I said. You are a fake but I am helping you anyway. Now shower and get dressed we have a ceremony to get too." My hands were shaking with nerves.

This cannot be legal. Where did my papers go? It was definitely my bag. He can't have just picked up forged papers. What is happening to me?

I decided to just go with the flow and freshen up because somebody was going to put a stop to this farce or own up to pulling a switch or a joke right?

I clutched the robe tightly around me. Cruise was drying his hair freshly showered and nearly dressed in a suit. I would have wolf whistled if I could, he looked scrumptious and smelled even better.

"I'll be outside, we don't have much time. He kissed my cheek. I'll be waiting." Could I really do this? I had pined so long for someone but this was ridiculous.

I held my breath as I saw a white shimmering lace gown laid out on the bed. I roughly dried my hair and let it flow loosely. I saw a few clips and tied it back.

I did my makeup and then carefully slipped the lingerie and gown on. I couldn't think further because anything else made me have butterflies.

I checked myself out in the mirror. I hated to admit it but I looked stunning, the dress fit me in the right way, my cleavage was understated and I looked like a.......A b-bride?!

Cruise barged in without even knocking and I twirled around in my floor length dress. He didn't even speak just stared and coughed and took my hand and put it in his arm, the other was around my back.

At first my feet wouldn't move and it wasn't just the satin white shoes. Cruise dragged me forwards and I felt like I was on auto pilot.

The Captain spoke the words and Cruise nudged me at my turn to speak and I mumbled the words. Then as he pronounced us man and wife, my legs gave way and Cruise kissed me and carried me out.

I punched in the key card and Cruise looked at me. "Mrs Cruise did you ever think it would turn out like this?" I motioned for Cruise to let me down.

Then I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. "When I told you to organise a special one year wedding anniversary surprise. I didn't think you would go all out."

"You were so vague in your note. Dress up and dance the night away and then when you are ready, leave and go to a secluded spot."

Signed Mr Cruise... "Well Mrs Cruise. I am still hopelessly in love with you and I wanted to make your naughty little desires fulfilled."

I giggled at my cheeky sly witty teasing hubby. We would spend our second honeymoon provoking and making up. It was our secret ritual and the Captain was a good sport ha!

The End