Wrong: Dark desires

AFTER

Was it the fact that he took away my sleep or that I couldn't stay an hour without my mind diverting to him?

Or maybe it was because whenever I saw him my heart leapt at least it is best put in that way. 

Or maybe it was the fact that my mind was engrossed in the thought of him in every way. No matter how I tried my mind always found it's way back to him.

I didn't know which feeling, which implication made it so that I was willing to do anything, anything to have him for myself. On me, in me, me on him, me in him, passion in every way. 

Lust has always been so hard for me to control and now it became even harder. I wanted him in the most lustful way ever.

As I got down from the taxi I shivered in anticipation and fear still I could not turn back. I was mercilessly in need of him.

It was evening and the sun had finally succeeded in hiding it's Beauty behind the thick clouds. Though glimpses of the it could still be seen through the cloud but the night retained it's eerily feeling.

I paid the taxi driver and he thanked me. 

Turning back I squinted my eyes to the direction of the supposed restaurant. I was still not able to see the name written boldly as he said I would so I took few steps closer. I wanted to make sure_to see the name.

My breathing became harsh, usually when people were anxious they became sweaty but mine was the complete opposite. I was shivering.

The cold cost little bumps to scatter all over my skin and my legs almost gave way. In addition to my anxiousness the wind blew relentlessly, a sign of rain or maybe evening time.

I was happy that against my whore judgement I wore jeans and a shirt instead of a seductive gown. 

My hair was tied up so I quickly loosened it, so it fell down my shoulders shielding my neck from the cold.

I felt a little bit better for just a minute, a minute till I caught sight of the said restaurant. And this time no length of hair could have prevented the cold that almost choked me.

Exodus eatery was boldly written in front of a bungalow and around it were cars neatly packed.

There was a fence guarding the eatery but one could still get a better view from outside. The cars were packed in a downslope area.

I stood outside the gate for minutes afraid, anxious, scared. Then for another minute a different wave of emotion enveloped me, lust, passion, desire. I was juggling between what my mind feared and what my body craved until I caved in and walked into the restaurant.

Like most human it was quite usual for me to feel anxious or insecure, but it was unusual for it to be given away by my walking step or my facial expressions. 

I walked with boldness and my face showed pride. It was as if I owned the eatery. Even if I be at the point of death I didn't know to show.

Weakness to me, should be felt not seen, said not showed. 

The security man pushed the door open for me and bowed down slightly. I gave him a meek smile and walked into the restaurant.

When I entered the restaurant the first place I looked to was somewhere hidden In the corner.

I knew that he would be hiding, his head down, his body tensed. I think tension had become a normal feeling for him he doesn't even realise anymore when he feels it.

He liked to hide, to not be seen. He wanted to be invisible. I didn't know what exactly it was that he was afraid of, the world or himself. But I knew that he was afraid.

Just like I had rightly guessed he was sitting at the far corner, his face hidden, his back tensed.

I strolled to him having taking very deep breathes. I was allowed to fear, to shiver when he was not around me but when he was around I did not get such graces anymore_ because the person before him had to be Mma and the Mma he knew did not fear, or shake, at least not for a man.

Head high Mma

I didn't know what gave the fact that I was close to him away, maybe it was my scent or the familiarity of my steps or maybe, just maybe he felt my presence like a wolf perceives the smell of his mate.

Whatever it was, I couldn't tell but he turned back. And then all the calmness I had preciously gathered slipped away like water out of a closed door.

He smiled and stood up on his feet. What a sight he was it was sad he didn't know this. 

He was goddamn sexy.

The shirt he wore hugged his little muscles perfectly and his jeans fit well too. It wasn't too tight or too loose it was just perfect like he was. They were both black matching his white skin gracefully.

I returned his smile stopping myself from moving further as I watched him attempt to be a gentleman. 

He turned around and pulled the seat in front of him backwards then gestured for me to come closer and I did. I did as he had said.

I walked further and closer to him. I smiled, I thought it was my confident smile but I could feel my lips shake.

He didn't notice my discomfort and fear but I did his, his eyes look everywhere but at me. He was trembling so he folded his hands in a fist.

When our eyes met his lips parted to take in air. It was as if he had been struggling to breathe with his nose and he had lost.

We were standing so close now his hands on the chair and me in front of him. Then the world stopped and it was just the both of us, our eyes locked, desire emanating from my pulse so strong, so captivating, so alluring that I mentally applauded myself for not giving in to it. 

I was the first to break the spell that was casted down on us, I took my seat_he pushed it in and returned to his.

We both stayed quiet for a minute our eyes locked.  Both our hearts were beating so fast, in fact I could hear his from across the table where I so uncomfortably sat.