It's Wednesday and it's near midnight and yet she's just going home. She's been out with here friends for a couple of pastas and pastries. She knows she needed to be at work early tomorrow but she badly needed this escape from her reality, work has been demanding and her personal life is not helping neither.
She slowly walked her usual route to her rented unit. No one will be waiting for her, no one will be asking where she has been and she'd been like this for almost a decade now. Another day has passed, and she survived, congratulations!
A shadow has been following here and she know it. She's been aware of the presence since it started, probably, days ago. At first she thought she was just imagining things, being paranoid and all but she's been alone for some time to didn't realize that she's not. She stops walking, waiting. She examined her emotions, is she afraid? No. The presence, probably a man, also stops but didn't hide enough to hide his shadow. Why does this excites here. She shakes her head and continued to walk. She gave him the chance, his lost. She can see the building where she lives and the faint acknowledgment look of the guard assigned for tonight. She's safe and she hopes for the opposite.
The elevator dings as a sign of it's closure when she saw a familiar face but unnamed. He's probably one of the building tenants she usually saw every morning. Her reflexes stops the elevator for closing and she was thanked by a small smile when he entered. 12 lighted up to indicate that her companion lives floors below her unit. She expected to be alone at this elevator as always but maybe not tonight. And she's quite puzzled why the presence of the new comer is so strong for her. She can smell the faint cologne and manliness from him. She have a quick look on his face and she can say that he is an attractive guy but not too much. His height might be a little taller than her. His attire gave him away that he just came from work-out, probably from the gym nearby, explaining the after shower aroma from him.
She closed her eyes, and sigh, her mind has been wondering too much. Maybe because of her friends retort earlier, "You needed to loosen up, leave the good girl behind," and whispered, "Get laid!" If only she knows what she did at night. Why she choose to live alone. But maybe, she really need the real thing. Her books, videos and fantasies are not doing any good to her and only leave her sexually frustrated.
The elevator rings again, indicating that her companion will leave their small place. A quick glance and she can see that he was eyeing her. His eyes meet hers and a small smile shows in his face. She can't understand but she felt her body responded to those dark eyes. Is he? The evelator door opens and he walks away. His eyes not leaving hers. She smirks, at least the presence now has a face. She let the elevator closed for itself only to be opened again. She was not surprised to see him standing outside and meeting her eyes.
In one swift move, she was now encaged in his arms and in front of an opening door. She was pinned behind the door as it slammed to closed. And the guy is now all over her. His lips on her neck, his other hand on her breast while the other one is on her ass. She can't help but moan in the new sensation she was feeling. She tighten her grip on her bag that surprisingly survided the abduction.
Her mind awakens, her eyes opened in realization, she was now inside a room, she is now being assaulted by a man she doesn't even know who, in seconds, she will be raped. A hand magically came in contact with her bare breast, bringing back the sweet and crazy sensations she's been feeling. Fuck! Why am I liking this? 2 strong arms lifted her up making her legs wrapped around his waist and bringing her skirt up to her waist and her sensitive part feels the bulge in her assaulters pant. She triumphantly smile. She make this to him.
"Feel this, baby? This is for you. Only yours." she hear him whispers in between his kisses.
Her hands wonders to his hair, his lips now on her breast, she didn't know how it happens and she choose not to care. Her hand tugs his hair, bringing his mouth closer to her breast. Shit this is sooo wrong! And damn! Sooo good! She grinded her hips to his length which earned a groan from him. She loves that sound so she do it again. A strong hand stopped her, letting her down and separating their body from him. They were both breathing heavily. She immediately missed his warmth already.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Sound
ParanormalShe's not the woman everyone thought she was. She has here little secret. She do it to live. The clock is ticking and the bell has chimed. Midnight came and someone can hear her
