She looked at me, smirking and licking my spit off her lips. Arching her back against the tree, she pushed her breasts against my chest and thrusted her hips into mine.
"I don't... your... name," she stuttered, panting heavily as the rain washed away the sins we were committing. Sighing in frustration she tried again, still smirking. "I don't know your name. Who am I supposed to be begging?" She challenged, raising her brow.
“Just fucking come for me, hermosa!” I growled, and with that final push, her body responded, arching against me as she cried out and convulsed, a melodic sound that enveloped the night around us.
I followed her into the depths of ecstasy, spilling into her with a primal roar—a promise sealed in the caress of the rain-soaked night. We collapsed against the tree trunk together, bodies glistening, hearts racing, and I pulled her back against me, reclaiming the moment.
I brushed the wet strands of hair from her face again, my heart racing as much from the thrill of our encounter as from the revelation I knew was coming. She searched my eyes, and though the contacts obscured my true gaze, I could see her analyzing, piecing together the puzzle of who I was beneath the mask.
“I know you,” she whispered, a realization dawning, mixing surprise with intrigue.
“Just know that whatever comes next—this is only the beginning.”
The sound of breaking branches in the distance shattered the intimacy of our bubble. Reality crashed back in, and I could feel the weight of the world pressing down on us like the oppressive humidity that blanketed the air.
“Did you hear that?” Scarlett’s voice trembled slightly, a shiver running down her spine as she peered over my shoulder intothe dark woods. The thrill we shared just moments before coiled into a tight knot of apprehension. I turned my head, scanning the shadows that loomed just beyond our sanctuary.
“Stay close,” I murmured, my instincts sharpening, aware that we weren’t alone.
The last thing I needed was to have our moment interrupted by someone—anyone—who could expose what just happened. Without breaking our connection, I gathered her into my arms, her warmth wrapping around me as I prepared to make a quick retreat.
“We have to go,” I decided, urgency creeping into my voice.
I could feel her pulse quicken against my chest, the adrenaline of both excitement and fear flowing through us.
“Wait,” she breathed, pulling back to look into my eyes, the storm still raging around us. “Are we safe? What if...” Her words trailed off, fear mingling with the remnants of desire on her lips.
I placed a finger against her mouth softly. “Trust me,” I commanded, my gaze steadying hers. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Her eyes searched mine, and I could see the battle within her: part enchantment by the connection we just shared, part caution from the dark forest surrounding us. Then she nodded, albeit hesitantly, her expression resolute. Then she grinned evilly, a dark red fire burning in her eyes.
"That's cute, but I can take care of myself."
With her legs still wrapped around my waist, I pushed off the tree and moved deeper into the woods, every instinct honed in on detecting any threats. The sound of rustling leaves and snapping branches accompanied us, echoing like the rapid beating of my heart.
“Where are we going?” she whispered, curiosity creeping into her voice.
“Just a little further—there’s a clearing not too far from here.” I maneuvered through the underbrush, carefully placing my feet to avoid slipping. “It will give us a better vantage point, and hopefully, it’ll be safer.”
The rain drummed above us, soaking through my clothes and washing away the remnants of our late-night rendezvous. Despite the chill that the water brought, Scarlett remained wrapped around me, whispering quiet wishes into the air, trying to keep the atmosphere light, to combat the rising tension around us.
“Do you think it was someone looking for us?” she asked, her voice low, her fingers tangling in my hair nervously.
“I don’t know, but we can’t risk it.” I could feel her stiffen slightly at my words.
As we reached the clearing, I carefully set her down, my eyes scanning the area as I caught my breath. The rain now fell less fiercely, turning to a soft drizzle, the moonlight filtering through the canopy above us.
Scarlett looked around, her curiosity overshadowing the fear momentarily. “It’s beautiful here.”
I turned to face her, a soft smile playing on my lips despite the tension still lingering in the air. “Just like you,” I replied, grabbing her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
She tilted her head up to meet my gaze, a flicker of the earlier excitement in her eyes. “What happens now?”
I hesitated, the weight of the mask on my face suddenly feeling heavier. I had moments left to choose how to reveal the sides of myself that she didn’t know—who I really was beneath the surface.
“If I take this off,” I said, my voice steady, “everything will change. You’ll know, and there’s no going back.”
“Isn’t that the point? I want to know,” she urged, stepping closer. “I want to know you.”
