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But it’s not even about that. Zoe is so much more than sex. This night is so much more for both of us, even if she doesn’t know who is lurking behind this mask.
The halfway countdown is signified by the clicking of my watch. I find myself itching all over, unable to control the persistent tickle, while my pulse thumps loudly in my ears. The anticipation within me becomes unbearable as I get ready to sprint directly toward her.
I can smell her presence in the air, and it brings back memories of my past and the countless sleepovers at Aaron's house. It's frustrating how much I know about her, and how we remain connected no matter how much time goes by or what happens between us. Everything around me serves as a reminder of her, and that's what I hate the most.
That’s a lie. What I despise the most is the fact that I can’t truly have her.
I can’t keep her.
I hate how much I want her, need her in a way that feels criminal. It doesn’t make sense, and as I stand here, counting down the seconds, I’m not sure if I’ll ever rip her from underneath my skin.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
All those memories evaporate into the cold night. I twist my neck, feeling the bones crack as I lunge forward.
Ready or not, baby, here I come.
My breath is measured, silent as I start the chase. I’m hungry but focused and charging with intent, knowing exactly where she’s going. She’ll likely go around the main course several times before her fear response kicks in and she ventures out to the forest. The maze feels like a warm hug, pushing me closer to her. I can already taste her. Feel her naked body beneath mine. Her knees on the ground, eyes staring through the mask and into my soul.
My needy little slut, she’ll get what’s coming to her.
CHAPTER 15
ZOE
My breaths are ragged gasps, revealing my struggle to stay ahead. No matter how many times I glance over my shoulder, expecting him to be right there, all I see is darkness and towering green hedges.
Right now, I'm completely lost in this maze. Everything is becoming indistinguishable, and I might just be going around in circles without realizing it. Any corner I turn could lead me straight into the clutches of my predator. I had my doubts about this feeling genuine or authentic, but the sweat trickling down my back tells a different story.
I’m completely aroused by all of this. If Runi caught me right now and stuck his hand down my pants, he’d find my panties ruined. This entire experience is exceeding my expectations already, and he hasn’t even touched me.
I want him to catch me and do unspeakable things to me.
A few years back, I started experiencing a recurring dream where I was being dominated. It was quite exhilarating. I started exploring more literature on the subject, and before I knew it, this fantasy became an obsession that consumed me. The idea of someone desiring me with such intensity that they couldn't resist pursuing me, possessing me, and taking what they wanted, whenever they wanted. The deeply ingrained need is what gets me high.
Call me a masochist, I don’t care. We like what we like.
Up until now, nobody has been able to fulfill the secret desire that has always been within me.
From the moment I looked into his dark eyes, I recognized something uncanny in him. Something dangerous and inviting called out to me. For one night, I can be a savage and not feel bad about it. I’ve finally found a man who is into the same twisted shit as me, who gets off on it just as much as I do, and someone who is showing me how intoxicatingly freeing it feels to just be.
Rounding the fiftieth corner, I decide to take my chances, leaning against the rough grass as I grip my knees, holding myself up while gasping for air.
I forgot about the cold as soon as I started running, but after minutes of nonstop chase, it feels like a layer of ice has attached itself to the inside of my chest, making every breath feel as if I’m swallowing shards of glass. I look around feverishly, waiting to hear boots or rustling or something...but it’s dead quiet.
Too quiet.
Maybe he lost me. This maze is a fucking disaster, and I sure as shit wouldn’t be able to find anyone. If I can find my way out of the maze and stop going in circles, maybe I’ll find a good hiding spot.
A branch breaks in the distance, causing me to whip my head toward the sound. Suddenly, the soft lighting around the perimeters of the garden shuts off, casting me in complete twilight.
What the fuck…the outdoor garden lights have been on this entire time.
Does Runi have that much pull?
What if he owns this entire mansion? Didn’t he say he was rich or famous or whatever?
Crunch.
