Page 13 of Pretty Prey

“You just think a vision board workshop is boring because you already have every detail of your life planned out,” Willow says as the three girls return from doing God knows what.

“Come on, it’ll be fun.” Scarlett winks at Annie, not caring if anyone sees her.

I can't help but wonder if she’s thinking about who can be watching her, and if it excites her to be a little tease like that in front of someone just beyond her reach. Before anything else can happen, the group of girls leaves their site and heads towards the main community building, where all the activities take place. This leaves me lurking until they disappear out of sight.

My bobber swaysin the water with the breeze about fifty feet off the shoreline. While my little prey is busy doing girl bonding activities, I decided to fish, hoping it would help clear my head. Well, it’s failing to do that. All I can think about is the second I can finally get my hands on her, and how she’ll taste when she comes undone in my mouth.

I want to hear her cry for me, to beg me to let her cum as I have her pinned to the forest floor. Will she cry for me to let her go? Is she going to put up a fight, or will she easily surrender?

I’m reeling about the possibilities at the same time as I’m reeling in my line to cast it back out.

“Young man?” An elderly male voice draws my attention to a man who has put down his fishing supplies next to mine.

“Yes, Sir?”

The last thing I want to do right now is have a friendly conversation with a grumpy old man. When I investigate the man’s crystal blue eyes through his thick, wide-frame glasses, I instantly see what this is. He’s lonely on a holiday, and the tears pooling in the corners of his eyes give him away instantly.

“I’m sorry. You see, son, you look like my son. My wife and I are here for the retreat to help mend our relationship after his death.”

My heart shatters for the man before me, and for his wife, who I now spot crying at a picnic table, as she tries to hide behind a book.

“I was hoping you would allow me to fish with you this afternoon.”

How could I possibly say no now, even if I want to?

“Of course, I’m B.”

“Manny, thank you.” He holds his wrinkled hand out for me to shake.

“So, B, are you here for the couples retreat?”

Kill me now.

His Prey

CHAPTER 17

“Please, babe, just come with me.” Annie bats her long brown eyelashes at me as she practically pleads with me to go with her to the pool.

“We won’t go for too long, I promise.”

“Only if you kiss me first,” I give her a wink, tugging her into my chest by her waist from behind.

We head back to our site from the little camp store, while the rest of the girls stay longer to work on their vision boards. Both of us agreed we’d rather be anywhere but in a cramped room with a bunch of people when we’re supposed to be in nature for the week.

I lay my lips on her pale skin at the base of her neck. She lets out a low moan, rubbing her ass into my crotch.

“Is that a, yes?” She nods as her fingers reach up and tangle into my braided hair.

I don’t care if we’re in the middle of the road, or who may see as I spin her around and kiss her like it’s the last kiss I’ll ever get from her, because it very much could be. There’s no guarantee we’ll get this opportunity again. After last night's hotsession pressed against the tree, all I can think about is how she came while humping my leg, and I used my fingers on her. I desperately wanted it to be in my mouth instead. I wanted to taste her pussy, to feast on her juices, but that wasn’t the right time or location.

A tree branch snapping to my right startles me, causing me to whip my head around to look in the direction of the noise. I may not know who left that note, or who’s watching me, but the idea of them seeing me with her scares me. Yet also turns me on at the same time.

“What are you staring at?” She waves her hand in front of my face.

“You keep doing that. What’s going on with you?” She asks, as her hands land on her hips.

I want to tell her I have a stalker, and he’s watching everything we do, but I can’t. She will freak out and blow up, spoiling this whole trip. What would that resolve? I would bet every dollar I have that the stalker would just follow us home and start his creepy plan all over again.