Page 60 of Carnival Obsession

14 months later…

Ican barely contain my excitement as I watch Lars pull on his mask for the night. There's something about how it transforms him, making him even more alluring and mysterious. My mind flashes back to that unforgettable night in the haunted house when he took me with wild abandon, the mask adding an extra layer of danger and desire.

Now, months later, we find ourselves in a new town, ready to scare the unsuspecting carnival visitors on Halloween night. I adjust my own costume, a tattered wedding dress splattered with fake blood. Lars and I have been assigned to the haunted maze, tasked with jumping out and frightening the guests as they navigate the twists and turns.

As the first group enters, I feel a thrill run through me. Lars and I work in tandem, his masked figure looming ominously in the shadows while I lunge forward with a blood-curdling scream. The guests shriek and stumble back, their terror fueling our adrenaline.

Between groups, Lars pulls me into a darkened corner, his hands roaming over my body with a hunger that matches mine. "You look ravishing tonight, princess," he growls, his voice muffled by the mask. "I can't wait to devour you."

I melt into his touch, the anticipation building with each passing moment. "Later," I promise breathlessly. "We've got a job to do first."

Lars chuckles darkly, giving my ass a firm squeeze before releasing me. "Don't think I'll forget," he warns, his eyes glinting behind the mask.

As the night wears on, the tension between us grows, our brief moments of contact becoming more heated, more desperate.

The thrill of the haunted maze has left me breathless and aching for Lars's touch. As the last group of guests filters out, Lars pulls me close, his masked face inches from mine.

"The night's not over yet, princess," he murmurs. "I've got one more scare in mind for you."

I shiver in anticipation, my heart pounding. "What did you have in mind?"

Lars leans in, his lips brushing against my ear. "How about a trip to the forest?" he suggests. "I've heard Cade's been having fun with Lily out there. I think it's time we tried it for ourselves."

The idea sends a jolt of excitement through me. "The forest, huh?" I murmur, my hands sliding up his chest. "I'm game if you are."

Lars chuckles darkly, his hands gripping my hips. "Then let's go."

He leads me through the carnival, the pulsing music and laughter fading into the distance as we venture into the shadowy woods. The air is crisp and cool, the sound of our footsteps crunching on the leaves the only thing breaking the silence.

Suddenly, Lars stops, pulling me against him. "How about a game of chase?"

"Chase?" I echo.

He nods. "Run, and I'll come and find you."

"Okay, sounds fun."

He smirks. "Run, princess."

I don't need to be told twice. Adrenaline surging, I take off through the trees, my laughter mingling with the sounds of the forest.

I can hear Lars counting from ten behind me.

Suddenly, I hear him shout one and my heart thunders faster.

The chase is exhilarating. My heart races as I weave between the trees, the darkness closing in around us. I sense Lars's presence, spurring me on.

When I think I can't run any further, Lars catches me, his strong arms wrapping around my waist. We tumble to the ground, a tangle of limbs and breathless laughter.

"Gotcha," he growls, his mask slightly askew.

I grin at him, my hands sliding up his chest. "Took you long enough."

Lars'sgrip on my waist tightens, and he whispers, "On your knees, princess."

Without hesitation, I drop to the ground, my heart pounding with anticipation. I can sense his desire radiating off him as he stands before me, his figure illuminated by the soft moonlight filtering through the trees.

He unbuckles his belt slowly, drawing out the moment. With deliberate movements, he undoes the button and zipper, then slides his pants and boxers down just enough to free his hard length, the moonlight glinting of the ring in his cock.

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