Page 74 of I Accidentally Hired a Shadow Walker
Fingers, his fingers, materialized between my thighs. They radiated a deep heat that went straight to my clit, and I bit my lip, eyes darting to him. His lips were clear as day and lifted into the smile of a man ready to drive me insane.
I looked at those strings of flower petals hanging above his head and wished they were real. I would use them to tie his ass up while I ran for it.
I felt the heat growing between my thighs and pressure parting them, like the shadows created extra space there. I looked at him, and his hand was in his pocket. Raymond raised his left brow and cocked his head to the side, as if daring me to say or do anything. I didn’t. Instead, I took a couple of steps back from the women and scanned the area, looking for an exit.
I can’t believe this is happening…but damn it if it's not sexy!
Okay, maybe I was a little tipsier than I thought, because my heart was racing and my mind only grew more curious about what he would do. The game was on, and I was eagerly participating.
And then, he did it. My panties slipped to the side, and one, no, two fingers moved inside my pussy. I gasped…loudly, and too many eyes turned to me. I had toget out of there; I knew what he was doing. There was no way I would let this man make me come in the middle of my send-off party!
So, I ran. I ran for the exit, and when I found the sign for the ladies' room, I made a beeline for the door and whined when I realized it was locked. I jiggled the handle until an annoyed voice shouted, “Occupied!”
“Damnit.” I stomped my foot then fell against the wall as Raymond continued working his fingers inside me. I wouldn’t be able to hold it together much longer.
Then, I saw it: my freedom. The coat closet.
“Wherever you are, I’ll find you.” Raymond’s voice was a joyous sound as another finger appeared. It flicked my clit softly, teasing me.
“You’re having fun with this, aren’t you?” I asked aloud, thankful I was in the hall alone.
“Yes. I am. Keep running, little mouse.” The deep chuckle vibrated in my ear and sent shivers down my neck into my stomach.
I’m supposed to be in control. I take the lead. Why am I enjoying this?
As my internal conflict continued, I made a dash for the closet. Inside, a soft yellow light flickered, giving off a gentle buzz. I closed the door behind me and leaned against it. I didn’t want anyone coming in and finding me there.
As my back touched the door, I finally let the deep moan building inside me out as that first sweet orgasm came to a head. I gripped the wall as my panties became drenched. Fun fact: voyeurism and squirting, not a great combo.
Then, I was alone. For a moment. I could feel the shift in energy. Raymond had left me to myself. It was a moment, just long enough for me to compose myself and reach for the doorknob. My thoughts? Find Jackie and get the hell out of there. He wanted a chase? I would give him one. Ninety miles an hour across town!
Well, that never happened. Because the moment I thought I had a chance, those hands were there. As the first one appeared in front of me, shadowy and waving, I backed up, and the light went out.
“Shit.” I reached around for the light switch but couldn’t find it. “What are you doing?”
I called out to him and hoped he would respond and give me more time to get out.
“No more running,” Raymond responded. Only his voice was there, his voice and his hands. In the dark, I felt his hand slowly move through my hair and slip around my mouth as his voice returned. “Shh. You wouldn’t want anyone to hear you, would you? You asked about my hands. Let me show you what I can do with them.”
One hand was on my left thigh, another on my stomach, another on my neck, and another grabbed my right breast. I stood there, covered in his hands, and my pulse quickened. They were firm, but they didn’t hurt me. This was a game, and Raymond called the shots. I’m not sure when I decided I would let him. Probably when I first saw him appear across the room, that devious expression on his face. As the sixth hand appeared, pulling up my skirt and slipping into my panties, I gasped. My head fell back and landed on his shoulder.
“Got you,” Raymond said, and I realized he was there with me in the dark corner as his many hands strummed every sweet spot they could find.
“This isn’t fair,” I said when the hand over my mouth moved away. “I’m supposed to be in control now. You said in the real world, I’m in control.”
“You’re right. Let me fix that.” His lips pressed against my neck as something in the darkness shifted; a chill wrapped around me, fought off by his heat. Then, we were no longer in that coat closet.
19
Raymond’s Place
The darkness enveloped us, clutching us tighter as the moments went on. A sudden, overwhelming feeling of dread gripped me. My heart hammered against my ribs, sweat slicked my skin, and the feeling of spinning threatened to send me tumbling into unconsciousness. The strange crackling sound, sharp and persistent, was the only thing that kept me cognizant.
That feeling of eating a bowl of Rice Krispies. Snap. Crackle… Before the pop, tingles spread from my mind all across my body, like feathers being passed over me again and again. The blanket of strange energy moved quickly, shifting with the cold of the darkness, but there was warmth there, against my back. Raymond.
Raymond.
Raymond.
