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It’s not even the prominent one.
The temptation I’ve been escaping my entire life burns inside me, resurrecting and rising from the ashes like a phoenix.
“Se…bastian…” I manage through the small air opening he’s allowing me.
And I know he is allowing it, because if he chose to, he could choke me to death in no time.
Hot breaths assault my sensitive ear as he whispers dark words, “Shh. Don’t say my name. We’re nobodies right now.”
“W-what?”
“We’ve played house for long enough. Time to play chase.”
“What do you mean by…chase?”
“I’ll let you go and you’ll run. If I catch you, I’m going to take you, use you, abuse you, and fill your cunt with my cum and make you choke on my dick until you’re crying and begging me to stop.” His voice lowers to a threatening range. “But I won’t stop.”
My stomach tightens with sensations I’ve never felt before and it extends to my core. I’m so stimulated by his words alone that I think I’m going insane. That I’m imagining things.
But I can’t imagine it if he’s here with me. If his thoughts are toying with mine, seducing them, trapping them in a chokehold.
Literally.
Figuratively.
The promise in his words is like my worst nightmare and my most coveted dream.
Right in wrong.
Wrong in right.
Yin and yang.
“W-what if I want to stop?” I don’t recognize the neediness in my voice, and that’s when it hits me.
Really hits me.
Maybe this is what I’ve needed all along.
Not the expensive therapists or the group meetings or hiding so my mom doesn’t see what type of monster I am on the inside.
Maybe the solution has been to act on those urges I’ve felt since I was a teen.
Sebastian bites down on my earlobe and I whimper. “One word.”
“What?”
“I’m giving you one word to stop it all. If you don’t use it, everything is game.”
“What is it?”
He glides his tongue up and bites down on the shell this time, making me wince as his voice drops. “Reality.”
I shudder, my back going rigid against his hard chest. He’s not even touching me, but my clit is throbbing and tingling in morbid anticipation.
Inhaling a deep breath, I whisper, “Do…I not get boundaries?”
“You only get that word. Use it wisely.” He releases me, and I stumble forward as the rumble of his voice echoes in the darkness, “Now, run.”
