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“Ready,” she says with a smile, her eyes roaming over my black Adidas track pants before focusing on my dark gray compression shirt. More specifically the short sleeves that are a form fit around my arms.
“Let’s go.”
We walk through the gate of my property before I go left, heading toward the back. After about five minutes, we get to my usual starting point.
“It’s not an official jogging trail, but it’s the path I’ve been using for a while now, and there’s less obstacles. Doesn’t mean you shouldn’t watch for broken branches or rocks, but the path is pretty well-worn.”
“Okay,” she replies, starting to stretch. “Are there any animals out here?”
“None you should have to worry about.”
She gives me a look as she brings her foot to her ass, casually reaching over to keep her balance by holding onto my shoulder. “That doesn’t make me feel any better.”
“I’m the most dangerous creature out here.”
“Oh,” she says, switching feet. “Now I feel safe.”
“I never said you should.” She releases her foot and stares straight at me. “In fact, you should be very, very frightened,” I say, stepping in front of her and reaching for her waist, pulling her into me. “Because we’re outside, alone, and I like the chase.”
Her eyes widen, but her lips part in a way that lets me know she’s less afraid and more intrigued. Her gaze moves briefly to my mouth.
“Oh.”
“You can run out here, but I’ll be on your tail, closing in just as you think you’re getting away.”
White teeth dig into her bottom lip. “I’m pretty fast.”
I grin, gripping her waist tighter. “I know this area better than you.”
She puts her hand on my stomach. “I’m fairly small. I could find somewhere to hide.”
I lean in and run my whiskers across her neck. “I’d sniff you out because you’ll be so turned on that your arousal will draw me in.”
“You’re sick,” she says in a breathy voice, no malice in sight.
“You’re a filthy slut.”
She releases a low moan. “I bet you won’t catch me.”
I drag my teeth along her neck before sucking a patch of flesh into my mouth. Her knees buckle.
“If I do, what do I win?”
“What do you want?”
I chuckle deeply, my nose grazing her jaw line. “I’ll take what I want.”
“If I win,” she says quietly, “you have to kiss me.”
A fraction of concern freezes my spine, making me stiff, then I remember I never lose these games.
“Deal.”
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised she’s asking for something like a kiss. After all the sexual things we’ve done so far, our mouths have never met. It’s been on purpose. I don’t kiss women often. They find things in kisses that aren’t there. Promises, love, and loyalty.
Though cliché, kissing is more intimate than any sexual encounter you can have, and when women have intimacy, they start believing the man is capable of things they aren’t. Like deep emotional connections.
However, I’m surprised she didn’t ask to go back home. She must like being here with me. Though, she’d probably be mad if she found out the truth of why she is.
