I saw her as she entered the park, looking around tentatively, trying to not only get her bearings, but find something familiar. I was leaning against an old wooden bench, resting in the shade of the day. She looked over my way, and her face lit up. She dashed over to me, squealing as she threw herself into my waiting arms. I laughed and buried my face into her hair gently.
"I've missed you SO much!! It's been way too long, what's new, what's going on?"
She prattled on like a little school girl, her pretty green eyes sparkling with such excitement and genuine happiness. I wonder if she'd be so happy if she knew what I wanted to do to her, what this meeting was really planned for.
"Not much, same old really. You look great!" I said with an appreciative grin, and she did.
Standing at about 5'8", long strawberry blonde hair falling in waves down to her breasts, glowing skin dusted with freckles, she was a thing of beauty to me. The tight, slightly ripped up jeans, white tank top and her smooth cheeks flushing were making it hard for me not to stare.
"Aw Collin, hehehe, you look pretty good yourself." She playfully punched me on the arm.
I chuckled, and asked her a few more obligatory questions. She answered them all gleefully, and while I would have liked to have heard her answers, I was too distracted, making sure I was ready.
I had my old leather school bag slung across my chest, filled with what I'd need. I had been planning it all for the last few weeks. I was in deep lust with Julie. We'd known each other for ages, but I was always the "best friend". I had been there for her, for any little morsel she'd toss me. It's not like I hadn't had my share of attention then too; I had the whole "dark and mysterious" thing going for me. I wasn't ever really that interested in the girls I dated, they were just practice, and compared to Julie, no girl was good enough. Sure, I fucked a few; I wanted to have it right when I had Julie in my arms. She had no clue, never had an inkling of the dark thoughts I had. Of course she didn't though. She was so innocent, so sweet. At least, she seemed to be to the rest of the world. I knew what she liked, her having trusted me enough to let loose a few little fantasies she wished all her past boyfriends could have initiated. And finding her journal laying about on more than one occasion in her apartment was just the cherry on top. I'd make her mine, and I knew she'd love it. I came back to my senses, and realized we had stopped walking. She was staring at me expectantly. I blinked.
"What?"
"Well? I asked you a question, you gonna answer it wise guy? Or are you avoiding the topic?"
I stared blankly at her, and she just giggled and rolled her eyes. She pointed at me.
"You. Girls. Any news?"
I snorted out a laugh.
"Aw, Jules, you'll never let up on that with me will you?"
We had just made our way down the park path, down towards the water's edge. The trees grew thicker there, and since it was away from the playgrounds and benches, it was usually deserted, and on a hot summer day like today, not many people were outside if they could help it. She tripped over an exposed tree root, and I reached out and grabbed her by the arm to help keep her upright. She looked embarrassed.
"Wow, I'm such a klutz..."
"Not much has changed then."
She had her footing, but I still didn't release her arm. She giggled, and then noticed I was still holding on.
"Um, can I have my arm back please?"
My heart was pounding; this was it, now or never.
I jerked her towards me, she fell into my chest, and I towered over her, my face dark. "No, I don't think I want to let go just yet."
She tried to just laugh it off, told me I was being silly, and tried to pull away. I kept my grip strong, crushing her curvy frame to me. I was stiff, unyielding as she half giggled, half begged for me to let go. God she felt good against me. I reached down, and brushed a few stray hairs out of her face, and kissed her. She tried to push me away, one hand against my chest, pushing to no avail, her other tried to wriggle out of my grasp. The more she struggled the harder I held on and kissed her. I had come too far for her to run away in fear of me. I pulled away, loving how I had smudged her lipstick.
"I need you Jules, and I'm not letting you leave 'til I have you, all of you."
There was no sparkle to her eye now, she looked fearful, yet intrigued.
"Collin, don't hurt me..." was all she could choke out. She was tense in my arms. I wanted to own her, I wanted her to need me. I hooked my leg around hers and tugged, planting her squarely on the ground on her back. She grunted, the wind knocked out of her. I climbed on top of her, straddling her with my legs. She went rigid against me, quivering. She closed her eyes, trying to breathe deeply and keep herself calm. I took that opportunity to take my bag off and open it, pulling out a few things.
"First off Jules, enough of this little charade. You know I've wanted you; I've wanted you for a while. And I know you're too proud to tell me you want me. I also know you can't tease me like you have been, telling me you like it a little rougher, that you like the whole alpha male thing. You want a man to own you, use you, and that's what I've got planned for you."
Her eyes went wide, and she started stuttering that she had no clue what I was saying, I was her friend, blah blah blah. I slapped her to bring her back to her senses. She shrank away from me, and I just laughed, my courage and determination building as hers was crumbling.
"Don't play coy with me. I know you're a slut, and that's how you like being treated."
She was yielding to me, I could feel it in her body. I leaned down to kiss her again, but her mistake was in her eyes. I knocked her hand back to the ground, the rock she had grabbed went tumbling down the incline, and fell into the muddy water. Holding both her hands down with mine, I lay flush against her. Feeling her body squirming against mine, being able to inhale her sweet scent, suddenly made my jeans feel tighter.
"I forgot, you don't like showing your slutty side willingly, do you?"
She just bit her lips, her eyes avoiding mine, her body still squirming under me. I laughed, and pulled her up by her hands, so I was kneeling over her legs, her sitting in front of me. I grabbed the cuffs I had previously pulled out from my bag, and clicked them on a pale wrist. She tried pulling away, and I just rolled my eyes at her and laughed.
"Oh come on Julie, enough with the act! You love this shit, don't you?" I got the other wrist locked in, and dropped her hands. She was avoiding looking at me, so I grabbed her chin and swung her pretty face towards me. I grinned evilly.
"Well, answer me slut." She mumbled something, and her lip trembled.
