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As soon as I shifted my weight and heard the branch break loudly under my foot, I knew I had made a mistake.
There were only two options: I stayed where I was and hoped he didn't find me, or I ran and drew his attention to me for good.
My body took the lead. Just for a moment I had pressed myself against the thick tree trunk and rest my feet as I had slashed them on some sharp-edged stones. The next moment, I sprinted away to put as much distance as possible between Vincenzo and me as quickly as possible.
By now, my heart was beating in my throat, not out of genuine fear, but because I was looking forward to being captured and feeling his strong hands on my body. Once his hot breath hit the back of my neck, I would know it was finally over. But until that time came I ran.
I flew over stones, branches, and slight elevations, trusting my body to choose the right path. The pale moonlight bathed everything in a bizarre monochrome, which didn't exactly make it easy to get away quickly without seriously injuring yourself.
Behind me, I heard heavy, slow footsteps.
Vincenzo was in no hurry. That spurred me on even more.
Between my legs, I felt the throbbing that had started the second I felt his hand over my mouth.Merda. Mentally I uttered a whole series of curses.
This man drove me crazy. A hunt in the dark forest, where otherwise people died? He had already spoiled me if I enjoyed this. The role I was slipping into. How I felt.
I knew it was just a game. I was the hunted, he the hunter. He would take whatever he wanted from me – while I tried to stop him.
To say it merely excited me was an understatement. It did more to me. So much more.
"Why don't you give up,maga?" Vincenzo shouted.
But I didn't even think about it! He had to get his hands on me himself. Otherwise, he would lose the game and, with it, the main prize.
I didn't answer, didn't even turn around or stop. I ran on.
Small branches whipped my face. Stones bored into my bare soles. My lungs burned. Every breath meant pain and freedom at the same time.
I felt the effort to find my way in the forest. But also the anticipation.
My foot unexpectedly caught on a fallen tree trunk. I stumbled and struggled for balance. And landed on my butt with another curse.
I got up, ready to run away again. But at the same moment, I recognized the dark shadow between the trees not four yards away from me.
The pounding of my heart was so vigorous that my chest suddenly felt much too tight. My cheeks glowed. Heat rose inside me.
"Did I knock you off your feet, little witch?" he asked. His dark, excited voice triggered a tingling inside me.
Simultaneously with his words, I pushed back, trying to create some distance between us. But he simply caught up again with two long steps.
"Do you want to keep running away from me?" It sounded like an amused rebuke.
A tremor ran through my body. Still not from fear, no. All I felt was desire. For this man who knew how to fuck me on more than one level. Physically? We were getting to that. Emotionally? I'd better not even get started on that. Psychologically? He was already so deep inside me that I knew what the first touch of his hands would trigger.
I lifted my chin. "You won't get anything from me voluntarily," I hissed, pushing myself up on my heels and stood upright in a split second.
Driven by adrenaline, I whirled around and tried my luck. I got as far as the next tree and was thrown hard against it. Suddenly Vincenzo was in front of me, pressing his body lengthwise against mine, making me feel every glorious inch of his toned muscles and more.
Given the erection, which pressed hot through the fabric against my belly, a sound of delight would have escaped my lips. But I would not give him the satisfaction.
He grabbed my chin, pressed my head against the unyielding bark, and pushed my legs apart with his knee.
I was entirely at his mercy. And I enjoyed it.
I even forgot to fight him for a moment, and he seemed to forget that there was this option so I struck out. Quick as a flash.
He caught my hand in mid-air and turned me around with a mighty jerk, my arm suddenly up my back and my face pressed against the tree trunk.
