The Ride 35

It was a pitch black when she made it to her car. Her keys were ready in her hand, almost running to her car. Wanting to look behind her, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She could already feel him behind her.

She started the car, put it into gear and slammed on the gas. Thank goodness she wasn't far from the highway. She was the only one on the highway. She hasn't looked in her rearview mirror. Eyes on the road. Maybe the radio will stop the sound of her heartbeat.

Scanning the radio. Not really looking for any one song, just something loud. But, the sound wasn't loud enough to block out the voices of her feelings about what could happen, what might happen. She's not scared, she's excited.

She knows he's going to follow her, or at least find her. He always does.

This game has been started. First with looks, then with talk, and now with action. She cant go back.

Her heart was racing. Her mind was going as fast as her driving. By mistake she looked in her mirror. He was right on her ass. Seeing him she almost wrecked the car. She slammed on the gas! But, the car began to slow down. What the fuck!

Out of gas! She couldn't believe it. She couldn't get out of the car fast enough, she dove into the woods and began to ran. Once again not looking behind her. She could hear him behind her. Long , strong strides, the sticks and leafs braking under his steps. Her legs were about to give out. Leaning up against a tree to catch her breath. And he caught her.

Pushing her more into the tree, running his hands all over her shaking body. The longing grew like a wildfire inside her. He held her hands down so she couldn't touch back. Teasing her.

She's dying inside for a kiss, and word, something. He knew that! But, kept his lips about an inch away. Turing her around, he picked her up and fireman carried her. She couldn't see anything. He wasn't saying anything. Then out of nowhere he sat her down. He hasn't said a word. They were face to face. No words, no nothing. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out. It was to dark to see what it was. And now it was pitch black due to the blindfold he put on her eyes.

"Step up" is all she heard. He said that four more times. Then the only change she knew of was the heat she felt. He left the blindfold on. He sat her down and leaned her back on what felt like a couch.

First she felt him remove her shoes then socks. He stood her up and began to remove her jeans, panties, unbuttoned her shirt and undid her bra.

Feeling exposed, naked and "blinded".

He walked her over and laid her down on a blanket. She can feel his breath on her. She can smell him. Sweat mixed with cologne and the woods. His hands, soft and rough began to travel her body. She started to moan. He put his finger on her mouth "shhhh" is all he said.

All over her body he touched her. Goosebumps like fireworks exploded all over her. She could feel her face and body flush. Then the touching stopped. She almost started to say something but she kept quite.

What seemed like forever nothing happened. Build up was almost to much to bear. Until... she felt the wetness of his mouth. Tiny kisses from her toes to her mouth. Deep, deep passion filed kiss. The kiss took her breath away to where when he pulled away she had to grasp for air.

The next thing she felt was her hands being tied up above her head and her legs being spread. His hands played with her, long and slowly. Until she could no longer hold in her excitement. She let out such a scream of passion. And, with that scream he placed himself inside her. He gave her what she wanted.

Their bodies began to move together in such a motion that they came together. He laid there with her. Softly touching her. Keeping her still softly moaning.

Then once again he stopped. Untied her hands. Then all she heard was his footsteps. Then nothing. No touching, no sound.

She sat up and slowly took off her blindfold. She looked around, she was alone. Then her eye caught a note by her hand.

She picked it up and all it read was... " now you find me.