Wandering through the calm of the darkness fills my soul with peace. I close my eyes to welcome in the silence that surrounds me. I feel the chill settle on my skin, it pebbles and I feel that burn on my neck. The one that tells me the darkness is no longer my own.
I open my eyes to see my breath in the chill. I feel the slow rhythmic beating in the darkness. Becoming keenly aware of in that moment I am his prey. He has stalked me in silence, holding himself still just outside of my peace in the darkness. Stroking a finger through the darkness, feeling the featherlight touch along my skin. I hear his growling voice at the shell of my ear, his lips brushing against my skin to send shivers down my spine.
“Babygirl.” I lean into him. “Let’s play! Find a place to hide. I will find you and when I do brace yourself, that pussy will be aching for what’s to come.”
I shouldn’t turn to him. He wants a hunt. He wants to follow my scent through the darkness. I turn just a bit my eyes meeting his. His darkness, his control, his beast is at the surface. I allow the fear to be seen in my eyes. His dark promise is not what I fear, his predator needs it to feed his control. His eyes close, he knows I couldn’t bare to disappoint him.
I wander through the darkness. I keep stopping to hear him… I listen for his footsteps. For the tapping of his fingers against his leg. It’s the rhythm that only he can hear. I hear a snap to my left and run right. I hear that tap and his dark chuckle. It’s to my right so I turn left looking behind me. I run into his strong chest, his hands landing on my arms, one hand sliding to my throat.
He feels the rapid pulse. “Babygirl I found you.”