Dark Captor (Dark Syndicate 2)

“Good, you can come outside with me,” I tell her, and her eyes widen slightly. “I’ll show you around.”

“Thanks… I’d like that,” she agrees, and I can seeshe knows something has changed between us. I think she also knows I want more, whatever that more may be.

* * *

Walking out into the woods feels like walking in my back garden.

I usually go to the beach, avoiding venturing to the other parts of the island that I’d been to with Alyssa. Today isn’t like that.

The memories exist, yes, but like a wisp of smoke they evaporate into the air and what I see is the beautiful woman walking next to me absorbing the scenery. Her face lighting up at everything. The sight of the house, the beach, the whole setting.

I thought she would like the miniature rose garden so I Ieave that for the last part of the tour. It leads to what I think is the most beautiful part of the island—the waterfall.

When we get there I’m as taken with the beauty of the surroundings as I was when I first bought the place.

The view is breathtaking, and so is she.

“My God… this is so beautiful,” she smiles, and reminds me of how she was at the club. “I’ve never seen anything like this before.”

“It’s a beauty.”

She looks around at the hummingbirds and gasps, moving closer to them.

She turns back to me and smiles wide.

“Where are we Tristan? There’s no way you can withhold such information from me now. I just want to know because it feels like paradise.”

I smile back at her and decide it wouldn’t hurt to share some information. She deserves to have some idea of where she is. “It’s considered part of the Bahamas. But it’s a private island.”

“Yours?”

“Mine.”

“I’ve never met anyone with their own island before. It’s cool. So now I know I’m in the Caribbean. I like it here.”

We sit by the bank and suddenly we’re talking. We’re talking like we aren’t the people who left the house. We don’t talk about our situation, just our surroundings. I talk about the island and she tells me about her job.

Then it starts to rain. And as the rain falls it washes away the persona we’ve created for the last few hours.

I swear I look up to the sky and when I look back at her there’s a shift in the mood that calls to the part of me who wants her again.

It’s raining but still bright and her eyes give her away again.

I reach out and cup her face and she closes her eyes like she’s savoring the feel of my fingers on her skin.

It’s a light rain but it only takes seconds for it to drench her t-shirt, making the fabric cling to her gorgeous breasts. The points of her light pink nipples become more noticeable and she sees me looking at her.

I can’t look away, no more than I can stop myself from tasting her. I wanted more the other day. I still do.

I’ve never stopped wanting more of this woman and the look in her eyes is a tell that she wants me too.

I reach for her left breast and stroke over the huge swell, watching in delight as the nipple pebbles just from my touch.

The taut peak points toward me, begging to be sucked. There’s no fucking way I’m gonna see tits like this and not indulge myself so I do. I lower my head and take the pleading nipple into my mouth, sucking through the cotton of her t-shirt.

As her nipple hardens further, so does my cock.

I run my hands over her soft, silky skin, pulling her closer so I can suck harder.

Wanting to feel her soft flesh in my mouth I lift the hem of her t-shirt and tug at the cup of her bra, so the nipple pops out. When I return my mouth to her bare skin, I nearly blow my load.

She moans and it’s all I can do to control myself.

I stop because if I’m going to venture down this forbidden path, I’m doing it properly.

“Come here,” I say to her and she comes closer to me, leaning in to receive the kiss I’ve been dying to give her since the last.