Taken (Dark Desires 1)

My eyes were starting to get heavy. I couldn’t avoid going to bed. I knew that once under the covers that I would feel a profound sense of loss. Marshall’s words would strike me over and over again preventing me from finding eight hours of beauty sleep. I would toss and turn, twisting in the sheets and throwing them asunder onto the floor. That was something that I was expecting.

It was getting close to midnight and I’d finished almost half of that book before putting it down. I was ready to retire for the evening. The fire was dying out. I threw a couple of fresh logs on to keep it going. There was nothing like the warmth of a fire to make you feel like you were in the lap of luxury.

The crackling of the logs and the bearskin rug was a nice touch. I had assumed that it was a fake bearskin rug. There was no way that they would want the unnecessary publicity of animal cruelty. Everybody had a reason to complain about just about anything these days. Being politically correct was getting to be a headache. You had to be careful about what you said to any minority or even a man or woman who might take offense and throw sexual harassment in your face.

I had put down the book, drank the last of the wine and was headed towards the stairs. I was going by the door when there was a flash of winter lightning that illuminated a face in the window that made me jump out of my skin.

I saw the icicles on his nose and snow on his eyelids. He looked wild and untamed. Marshall was staring at me and I was slightly afraid of opening the door. His breath was steaming up the window. He licked his lips only to have it freeze on his face. I couldn’t let him stay out there, but bringing him in here was tantamount to lighting a fuse between us.

“I had some time to think about it. I’m still not very happy, but I want to give this a chance. I want to give us a chance. Do you think that you can open up the door before my hand freezes to the knob?” He sounded sincere. He wasn’t exactly dressed for the weather. He had his leather jacket on looking like a reject from rebel without a cause.

“I don’t know if I want you to come in. You really hurt me with what you said to me. I know that I had it coming, but it still didn’t feel very good.” I unlatched the lock and I opened the door to see him push past me and stamp out the snow on the mat by the door.

I was having a hard time pushing the door closed against the wind and he had to turn and give me a hand doing it. “I said some things that I regret. It was during the heat of the moment. I’m sure that if it wasn’t you that there would’ve been somebody else coming after me for my behavior. Lillian has every reason to hate me. I was terrified by the way that she was looking at me. I had to cut her loose, but I didn’t know that she would take it personally. I don’t like the role that you played in all of this.” Marshall took off his coat and the black and red flannel shirt underneath seemed a little out of place for his sophisticated taste.

He did look ru

gged, handsome and had the look of somebody that would be able to protect me from bears in the wild. I still couldn’t believe that he was here and that he had risked life and limb to follow me here.

“You should take that off,” I said the words before realizing the connotation behind them. “You’re soaking wet and you need to warm up your body by the fire.” I was waiting with bated breath, licking my lips seductively and staring into his eyes.

“I know your game. You want me to get naked, but I’m not going to fall for that.” I was a bit disappointed that he wasn’t willing to play along.

“I can turn around if you want. I’m not sure that I would’ve taken you for somebody that was shy. There’s more to you than meets the eye. I learned that the hard way.” I turned away. I heard the rustle of clothing and I had no choice but to sneak a peek.

His strong and muscular back tapered down to an ass that was sculpted for my pleasure. They were round and delicious. He hadn’t even taken off his pants, but he was about to when he glanced in my direction and gave me a smirk of approval.

“I think that we can dispense with the pretense that you’re not going to look. I don’t mind an audience. I didn’t make myself this way so that I couldn’t be admired. I’m sure that you feel the same way when you get those salacious stares from a strange man on the street. You might feign disgust, but underneath, I’m sure that you enjoy the attention.” It wasn’t right that he could read me that well.

“I’m not going to lie and I do dress for certain clientele. If other men look at me, then who am I not to play into it.” I turned with my back towards the door with my arms crossed and watching as those pants began to slide ever slowly down along the contours of his body.

I could see something swinging between his legs, but I didn’t get a chance to investigate. When he was naked, he dashed over to the fire, kneeling at the hearth and putting his hands out.

“I came here to tell you that I don’t hate you. When I gave it, some thought, I knew that eventually, somebody was going to take exception to the way that I treat women. My only wish is that it wasn’t you that was hired to come after me. This whole thing has not set well with me. I want to wash my hands of you and your co-conspirators, but I can’t get you out of my mind. I had to find you. I didn’t know you well enough to contact any of your friends. I did know where you worked and I have been a customer for quite some time. It didn’t take much to get your boss to let me know of your plans to come here.” He looked like a Greek statue with his hand up against his chin and his naked body reminding me that what I had fantasized about was right there in front of me.

I scooted the chair that was near the fireplace closer to where he was kneeling. He was shivering. I needed to touch him even in a superficial way. I sat down, wrapping my bare feet around his midsection and pulling him to me until he was right there for me to knead the tension from his shoulders. My naked toes came in contact with his chiseled physique. I traced those lines down until I found a certain elongated object that was capturing my interest.

“I hope you know that I didn’t come here for this. A guy can hope, but I certainly didn’t think that we would be able to get past what happened.” His words were softer than normal. I could attribute that to the way that my toes were now absent-mindedly running up and down the length of him. I could feel something sticky on my feet. I swirled my big toe around the head to spread it down the column of flesh. He quivered to my touch while leaning back against me so that he could close his eyes and let my fingers do the walking.

“It would be a damn shame to let this place go to waste. You should stay until morning and then we can talk about suitable accommodations. I might consider having you stay here with me, but that will depend on certain conditions. The one that comes to mind right away is that you will have to sleep in my bed. We don’t necessarily have to have sex, but I would like you to be close enough so that I can wrap my arms around you.” He was nodding his head with his eyes closed to the pleasures that I was inflicting on him from both ends of the spectrum.

“I don’t see how that is going to be a problem. It would’ve been damn lonely down here on the couch all by myself. I’m glad that you broached the topic about the sleeping situation. I was willing to throw myself at your mercy. I wouldn’t have been very happy about it, but I would understand that your anger at my words couldn’t be soothed away by mere apologies.” I was stroking his member between my feet. This was not something that I had ever done, but somehow it seemed kinky and perverted to put my best foot forward.

“I’m still not happy with you, but I can’t seem to keep my hands or my feet off of you.” My panties were soaking wet and if I wasn’t careful there was going to be a telltale stain through my jeans. The excitement of having him this close was like a dream that I thought that I was going to wake up from at any moment.

“I remember saying the words, but it was like it was coming from somebody else. I lost control and that has never happened before. I’m usually pretty carefree and not somebody that will go off the handle for no reason. You gave me a lot to digest. It would’ve been nice had you led into that, but I suppose there was no easy way to say that you were playing me for a fool. I see now that it may have begun that way, but it certainly didn’t end that way.” As he was speaking, I moved a little closer, so that I could see over his shoulder.

My eyes were wide with the implications of the hardness of his member. He was leaking down the sides and I was using my feet to slip up and down over the head several times to elicit a gasp of response from his lips.

“You said something about throwing yourself at my mercy. If you’re not careful, my mercy might make you have a premature accident. Just so you know, I’ve never done it like this before, but I find the idea slightly intoxicating. I’ve been watching every move that you make. Every time that you walk into a room, I can never be sure of what woman is going to greet you.” I had him where I wanted him, completely transfixed and unable to move from his position sitting at my feet.

“I will say that for somebody that hasn’t done this before that you’re doing remarkably well. I have had other girls do this, but not in quite the same way that you are.” I couldn’t look at him the same way twice. I was falling for him night after night and there was no denying the sparkle in my eyes whenever he was in my gravity.

“I can tell that you like what I’m doing. Perhaps, I can push you over the top, but only if you’re the type of man that likes a certain part of your anatomy teased.” I could feel the confusion on his shoulders and I took my sticky feet and I brought them up until I was tweaking his nipples with my big toes.

I saw his back go straight and I heard the low growl of approval that was giving me permission to go further than what I had already done. I left his nipples, trailing down over his taut stomach and then grasping onto his appendage once more.

I gave him a tight grip with both of my feet pressed together. He must’ve taken that as a sign and began to thrust his hips out to use my feet in the same way that he would use other parts of my body.