Page 16 of Who I Crave To Be

He isn't wearing a suit today, instead deciding on a pair of leather combat boots, ripped and faded jeans and a black shirt which clings to his muscles with a leather jacket that makes my mind short circuit.

He looks so casual, but so fucking lethal.And irrevocably fucking hot.

"Nope.I'm excited."

"I bet you are, but I wonder how excited you'll be when you see what I have planned."There is a lightness in his ocean eyes that makes my heart soar.

So brutish yet angelic.So ethereal and deadly.

The man is dangerous just being around.

A gorgeous sculpture carved from the gods. He stirs emotions within me that have no place consuming the feelings of this new persona.The way he glances at me with a look so fleeting but yet I feel is my undoing, proves it.With one look, he tears me apart and puts me back together again.

"On the count of three, okay, baby?"he asks, breathing through the haze of my thoughts.

"Huh?"

"I'm going to ask you a question and on the count of three, I want you to answer the first thing you can think of.Got it?"

I nod, turning in my seat so I can look at him as the corner of his mouth twitches at my excitement.

"Summer or Winter?"

Easy."Winter."

"The ocean or mountains?"

"Both."

"Sweet romance or dark romance?"Briefly he flicks his gaze towards me before turning back to navigate the rocky terrain.I frown when I get jostled in my seat and suddenly become mad he brought this beautiful car off road.

"Dark," I utter distractedly." You're going to ruin the car," I comment, my frown deepening.

"Car's fine, baby, concentrate."His hold on my knee tightens."Jumping from a cliff or swimming with sharks?"

I laugh at the absurdity of the question and shake my head, my being light from all worry and I rest my head against the seat and smile at this marvelous man."Cliff.There's nothing dangerous about swimming with sharks unless it's that time of the month and that's just stupid."

He laughs, head tilting back as he chuckles to the car's ceiling."Yeah I guess it is."

"What about you?What would your answers be?"

"Hmm," he muses, thinking it over before nodding his head in agreement with himself."Winter.Both and also both.There's something delicate about love don't you think?Forever a fierce kind of devotion?That in itself is its own adventure."His entire face brightens as his eyes dance mischievously."And definitely cliffs.I have a feeling I wouldn't taste all that great."

"Lies.I can contest, you taste like an alcoholic's perfect whisky."

"Is that so?"He chuckles and I remain stoic and dead serious.

"So.It's dangerous, I may require intervention for my addiction."

I jolt forward as he slams on the breaks and turns to me, fisting both his hands within the silken strands of my hair and pulling me in close to fuse his lips with mine.

He kisses me with a war of urgency.An eruption of passion and I drown within it, unable to swim against the current which drags me deeper and deeper beneath the surface.Our tongues dance as I claw at his shirt, unable to help myself but wiggle against the belt in order to get closer to him.The resistance falls away and I slump forward only for him to catch me.We refuse to break contact as I kick off my heels and shuffle forward, crawling awkwardly through the impossibly tight space as he pushes his seat back as far as it can go.I turn, my back to his front as I shimmy down the skin tight leather leggings we bought this morning after breakfast.He insisted on treating me to a whole wardrobe considering he took me from the dead of night with nothing but the dress he tore from my body clinging to my back.I told him I didn't need so much, but he wouldn't take no for an answer.

I pull my pants down my thighs, they restrict me around the tops of them, only freeing my ass and allowing access to my pulsating core.The restrictions add to the burn when he frees himself and sinks himself deep inside of me.My thighs are clenched, bound together and tighten my hole to the point I hiss at the friction.

It burns so fucking beautifully.I can feel him, every inch of him and that pushes me to let go and seat myself upon him in one quick and longing thrust.I'm fully seated, back firm to his hard chest as he wraps his arms around me, holding me close as he kneads my breasts and rocks his hips.

I stare out the window, glancing at the trees knowing that the world is so large, we’re a secret in time.Nobody will ever know.A secret caress within the veil of the shadows which will only ever be a secret kept between the two of us.Our own personal sin ridden memory, that we’ll forever share and take to the grave.

---