She had just come in from a day of shopping and was putting her bags down by the table in the foyer. Right away she knew something was different in the apartment, she could sense it and she always knew to trust her instincts. Looking around the doorway and into the den she noticed that the pillows on the couch were not as she had left them this morning, not something you would normally notice, but she had a certain way she placed them and they were slightly different.
Quietly she slipped off her black heels and made her way through the den and into the kitchen, pulling a knife out of the holder on the counter she moved into the dining area, there were a few things at odds in here as well. Like someone had been touching her things and didn't quite put them back as they found them. She took in everything and moved on through the apartment, in the study she could see where files had been opened and papers were a little askew.
As she made her way down the hall way she could hear water running in the bath. Her heart rate accelerated and goosebumps were starting to prickle on her skin, she broke out into a cool sweat and her muscles tightened ready for action. She had been trained by the best there was in self defense and she knew how to bring someone down if needed.
Her mind raced, had they found her, it had been two years and she thought she was safe after all this time. It was stupid of her to let her guard down and she should have known they wouldn't give up. They were paid well to track her down. They were the best money could buy and she knew they wouldn't stop until the job was done. They couldn't ........he wouldn't settle for less than what he wanted, and he wanted her, he had always wanted her. The crazy thing was that she wanted him too, she just didn't want the bullshit that came with the lifestyle he led.
How many times had she lay in bed her dreams taking her to him, making the need she had for him stronger than anything she had ever felt. Her treacherous body would call out to him and from the back of her mind he would come forth. He would fulfill her every desire in those dreams taking her body time and time again and claiming her as his own. He knew just how to touch her, knew her secret desires, knew that he was the only one she could ever want. She would wake with the need for him so strong that she ached, and with the slightest touch, the lightest caress of her fingers slipping through her wet folds and circling her clit she would spasm in an orgasm so strong it shook her to her core.
"What the hell" she can't be thinking like this now, someone is in her apartment.............she has to stay focused, but with her mind and body reacting the way they were she already knows who it is. Making her way into the bedroom, she sees the linens on the bed have been turned down and she knew damn good and well that's not how she left them this morning. Tiptoeing to the bath she slowly opens the door and grips the handle on the knife a little harder. The steam from the shower is heavy and her pulses quickens.........she moistens her dry lips and slowly raises her hand to the curtain and grasps it.
With a quick yank the curtain falls and hooks fly over the floor, she's poised ready to strike with the knife but there's no one there. She only allows herself a few seconds to catch her breath when she feels the hair on the nape of her neck stand at attention. He's behind her, she knows it she can feel him there, but it's not fear that washes over her...........it's desire......desire so strong she feels the need for him caress every inch of her skin..........the softest breath whispers to her and she can feel her core pulse, the sweet juices flow out and moisten her center.
"Hello my love"..........his hands reach for her and softly settle on her shoulders turning her to face him.......her eyes close and she can already taste his lips before she feels them settle on hers. The kiss is that of love and need and desire for her.......it makes her weak. This is the effect he has on her, this is what she craves and longs for every night........he knows her too well, knows how to make her forget. Only this time she can't be so foolish to let him slip back in so easily.........with a hard push she moves away from him breaking the kiss and watches as he takes in the knife still in her hand.
She takes a few steps back and he follows once again closing the gap between them. "I've missed you love, I want you back, let me show you how much you want it too." Her eyes widen in disbelief as she realizes he isn't frightened in the least. He's playing a game now, a game where there can only be one winner and he's so sure it's him. The sound of the water falling in the shower filter in through the haze of sexual desire and she notices for the first time his hair is wet, his body is damp, he's without any thing covering him........briefly she takes in the sight of him. From the top of his head to the bottom of his feet......and everywhere in between.......so beautiful, so arousing......he's hard as steel........ready for her........ready to take her now.
Slowly taking a deep breath she catches the scent of him, a mixture filled with her soap and the undeniable aroma of him....all male, a very aroused male at that. Her eyes lift and settle on his, she sees the lust for her in them, no way in hell will she let him have her without a fight. What would it prove if she just fell willingly at his feet......no, she wasn't that girl anymore. He saw every thought with detail as the emotions passed over her face........shock, lust, need, defiance..........she would fight him, but they both knew who would win. To that there was no doubt.
When her hand lifted to stop his advance, he moved faster gripping her arm, spinning her around and stepped in close to her. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressed into her firm ass, and she unwillingly ground back against him......she felt him move with her, matching her, his cock hot and heavy against the thin material of her skirt. With a slight flick of his wrist against the pressure point on the inside of hers the knife fell to the floor and he kicked it away. His soft lips found her neck and he placed tiny kisses and bites on her. Desire raced along her neck and down her arms, the flames taking care to lick slowly along the path he was creating.
She could feel him everywhere....it was as if her body wasn't her own to control anymore. Always, it had always been like this with him, and he knew damn good and well what he was doing to her. She had to get control, she wouldn't let this happen like this, no matter how good it felt, how badly she needed him, she would not be this easy. She'd have to be fast, he trained her he knew what she would do before she even thought about it. The game had been played before with them.
Lifting her arms up and slipping them behind her to stroke his neck and let her fingers work into his hair she arched her back and his hands found her full round breasts, palming them and rolling her nipples gently between his thumbs and fingers, a low moan surfaced through her lips and he thrust harder against her.
She knew if they kept this up with the way her body was betraying her she would be done......she had to reign her emotions in and get some small handle on the desire for him coursing through her.
more to come........
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