Dark Lust - Page 8

y within her mind.

“KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.” Damn. The door.

She opened it. “Hel…lo?” There was nobody there.

A gust of cold wind blew through the doorway and Allie breathed in the soft scent of some delicious cologne. Mmmm, love that smell.

She shrugged, thinking it was those bratty kids on the other side of the complex. Doorbell-ditch had always been a game she hated. Her eyes fell to the medallion in her hand while she closed the door and bolted the latch. She stepped back towards the couch and the glass of bourbon that called to her.

“Hello, Allie.” The deep voice peeled away her calm, throwing her into instant panic.

She looked around and saw a shadowed figure standing in the hallway to her bedroom. The dim glow of the nightlight from the bathroom made his presence more ominous. He was tall, dark, huge, and she was terrified.

Reflex made her turn to the door. She dropped the medallion and struggled with the handle.

“Why fight it, Allie? You wanted me here.” The voice echoed through her head and she let go of the door. Time to be strong, time to show she was in control.

“Who the fuck are you? How did you get in here? What the fu—” Her voice stuttered to a halt when the man raised his hand.

“Within people there are passions left untapped. Insecurities never exposed. Boundaries never crossed.” He turned his hand, palm up and closed his burning eyes.

Tightness cupped her pussy and as the man closed his hand Allie felt the tightness grasping her quickly saturating cunt. The man elevated his middle finger, and the lips of her pussy spread apart.

“Bring the medallion over to me.”

“Let go of me. I can’t…can’t move.” With a gasp, she sensed his grip loosen and disappear.

Obedient to his command, she picked up the golden medal and walked towards the large man. “You’re the man Missy talked about, aren’t you?” Her eyes fixed on the now-visible bare muscles of his chest.

Taking the medallion from her hand, he smiled and leaned in to kiss her.

Allie backed away, not wanting to just give in. She was stronger, more reserved and a helluva lot more intelligent than to let a dream man touch her.

She came up against the wall of the hallway. The dark man rested the medallion below her chin and raised her head. Allie gulped and bit her bottom lip while her eyes focused on his mouth. The dim light barely showed anything more than shadows.

His lips just brushed against hers. Then he licked them. His weight leaned against her. She was a voluptuous woman but was dwarfed by his size.

Pulling back, the man bit Allie’s lip and said something she hadn’t heard in a long time. “Mmm…mmm, damn, you taste good.”

Instant arousal swelled in her blood.

“I can’t wait to eat that sweet, tight pussy you have.” His smile widened across his face and Allie knew she was fighting a losing battle.

With his thumb, he drew a line down her neck to the cleavage of her full breasts. His thumb rested on the front of her bra.

Allie looked down and saw her shirt buttons straining across her swollen breasts from the tension of the man’s thumb. With a jerk, the bra fell open and the buttons from her blouse scattered across the floor.

Lunging forward, the man grabbed her. His chest pressed hard against the hot flesh of her breasts. Her nipples were strained tight and sensitive.

“This isn’t real, you’re just a dream.” Her rational mind tried to take over and control what her subconscious was feeling.

“Are you sure? When’s the last time a dream made you come?” His voice whispered past her common sense and into her soul.

He grasped her waist and spun her around. Her face pressed against the wall and she felt his hot breath blast behind her ear. Her hands were on either side of her body and she was being pressed flat against the wall. She was barely able to breathe.

His hand dragged roughly along her hip to her thigh. He pulled up her skirt and began to bite her earlobe as he reached for the front of her pubic bone. Her thong had become a useless soaked piece of silk. Pulling it down and away, he slid his thumb between the hot lips of her cunt.

Melting, Allie again told herself it was all just a dream. A fucking fantastic, deliciously, dark dream.

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