THERE SHE WAS, STANDING JUST inside the doorway of the kitchen waiting for me to take her. I took in the moment for all it was worth. The peace and quiet. Everything was still and would explode into chaos as soon as I wanted it to. I listened to the sound of birds chirping outside, felt the summer heat just hanging there, and looked at the delicious girl before me with the green eyes that were stealing my heart with every passing second.
I could almost smell her scent. She was getting wetter for me by the second, waiting for me to walk over, pick her up, and devour her. She looked innocent, like she didn’t know what was about to happen to her, but mark my words, she was absolutely begging for it. My cock was aching for her, starving for its prey. The thought of grabbing her and sliding into her *, it was killing me. Wrapping her hair around my hand, spreading her thighs, and giving her all of me at once, just to see the look of surprise and exhilaration on her face, it was making my heart pound.
Slowly at first, so she could feel every inch of me, and then harder so I could hear her gasp as I went deep inside her, I would dominate her body. I stared at her and made her wait for it. I could feel her trembling from across the room and it made me even harder. It was time to get what we both had been thinking about since the moment we’d set eyes on each other. There was no escape now, not for either of us, and we both knew it.
I took a step toward her. In fear, she moved from her spot in the doorway toward the fridge.
“Well, let me get you that beer while I clean this place up a bit. I don’t know how I always manage to let these dishes pile so high.”
You can run, sweetie, but you can’t hide.
She handed me the beer and tried her best not to look at me. I grabbed the bottle by the neck and twisted the cap off, taking a slow pull as she moved across the room.
You’re nervous, darling, and you absolutely should be. You’re a frightened rabbit, and there’s a wolf in your house.
I didn’t say shit. She wasn’t getting a warning. I watched her turn on the water and shift her weight from leg to beautiful leg as she waited for the sink to fill.
I took one more hit from the beer and put it down on the table next to me, careful not to let it make a sound.
I made my way over to her slowly, quietly, like the predator I was.
“How’s that beer going down? I don’t know how long they’ve been in there. Like I said, I’m not much of a drinker.”
I cut her off in mid sentence, standing right behind her and pushing my body against hers. It was the most exquisite moment of all. The moment she realized she was caught. She was mine. My prey.
She could feel my breath on the top of her head, my rock hard cock pressing against the small of her back. I didn’t say anything, I just let her feel me there. She was breathing deep and I could see her chest moving up and down like her tits were about to pop out of her top. She was scared, or ready to fuck, or both. Most likely both, but I didn’t give a shit. I knew she was what I wanted and at that moment she knew I was going to have her. There was no other way this was going to play out. She was going to get me, and she wanted it as much as I did. It was a fact as real and true as any other in the universe. It could be no other way.
She gripped the edge of the counter with both her hands, slowly pushing herself against me. Maybe she was trying to back me up, but we both knew that was useless. All it did was push my cock harder against her back. She let out a soft breath.
That’s right, darling. Feel what I’m about to give you. Feel it dig into you before you get it. Are you ready? Are you wet for me, baby?