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“We’re going to take a stroll,” I announce, with Dante’s hand in mine.
Tessa chuckles. “A stroll, huh?”
Harper raises an eyebrow knowingly as we step away from the firelight. “Take all the time you need for your... stroll,” she says, her voice laced with amusement.
The group chuckles, and Madison shouts a playful, “Don’t do anything we wouldn’t do!” amplifying the group’s laughter.
“I think if they knew the things we got up to, they’d have a heart attack,” Dante mutters, making me laugh.
He’s right. We’re not exactly vanilla when it comes to sex.
As Dante and I disappear into the night, the warmth of their laughter fades, replaced by the cool rustle of leaves and the distant sounds of the waterfall.
“Shall I count you down, little doe?”
I turn to face him. “Yes, but I want to add something this time.”
He pulls his ski mask out. “Don’t worry, I’ve got the mask.”
“Good,” I mutter. “But how about when you catch me, I act like when you pretend to break into the house? Shout no while you continue?”
“Fuck,” he groans, running a hand through his hair. “Sounds fucking hot. Primal play and consensual non-consent at the same time. Are you trying to kill me?”
I bite my lip. “I wasn’t sure if you’d think it was fucked up.”
He smirks. “It’s fucked up, but I like it.” He reaches into his pocket. “I bought this.” He holds a bottle of anal lube.
My stomach flips as he’s been stretching my ass for a few months now.
“I think you’re ready to take it.” He moves closer, groaning softly. “And I would love to take your anal virginity while you scream at me to stop out here in the middle of the woods.”
I look at him, taken aback for a second. “Really?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
He nods, a wicked smile playing on his lips. “Are you up for it, little doe?”
I gulp, my heart pounding in my chest. I nod and then, without another word, take off into the night. The adrenaline surges in my veins, the thrill of the chase acting as an aphrodisiac.
I can hear him counting down behind me, his voice echoing through the quiet night. My heart beats in sync with his countdown, my breath hitching as I push myself to run faster.
When he reaches zero, I can hear leaves crunching beneath his boots as he takes off after me. I know he’ll catch me. He always does. But the thrill is in the chase, in the feeling of being pursued.
The forest closes around me, the shadows of the trees dancing in the moon’s dim light. I glance over my shoulder, catching a glimpse of Dante’s silhouette getting closer. My heart races, pounding in my chest like a wild drum. The taste of fear is intoxicating, mixing with the heady thrill of anticipation.
“Dante,” I yell, feigning terror in my voice. I hear him laughing – a deep, rich sound that sends shivers down my spine. “Catch me if you can!” I shout, my voice echoing through the night. I stumble over a root, catching myself just in time.
The stumble slowed me down, allowing Dante to close the distance between us. His hand closes around my arm, pulling me to a halt. I spin around, gasping for breath, my eyes meeting his through the ski mask. His gaze is intense, full of a wild, predatory desire.
The chase is over. The real game is about to begin.
I push against him, shouting “No!” like we agreed.
He growls in my ear, playing along, the edge of danger intensifying everything. “I’ve got you, little doe. There’s no escape now. You’re in the jaws of the wolf.”
Our game turns physical, his grip tightening as he wrestles me to the ground. I land with a thud, the leaves crunching beneath me. He’s heavy on top of me, his body smothering mine, his breath coming out in hot pants against my neck.
“No!” I scream but not too loud, ensuring the others don’t hear me and think I’m in trouble. I buck against him, fighting, my hands pushing against his chest. He loves it, his laughter a dark symphony in the night. He tears at my clothes, the fabric ripping under his strong hands.
“Stop fighting. You’re going to take my cock in both holes and love it.”
