He was late as always, and this time my heart was loaded with sadness, today was suppose to be our night I waited the whole week for it, it was unfair, it felted like knife cutting through my chest knowing that I’m no longer his priority, and as I soaked my pillow with tears and buried my head inside it, sleep was dragging me to my world of fantasy, as midnight came I finally cave in and close my eyes, I opened them 3 hours later on the sound of the door creaking , and the cold wintery wind raised the hair on hands, he moved in the dark I could here his footsteps coming closer as I squeezed my eyes and kept pretending to be asleep, he walked in the room, I couldn’t see him but I felt his presence, the air became thick with his energy, he stood by the bed and I felt his eyes peeking my cover, he kneeled in and whispered in my ears “I know you are mad at me little one” and then he procced to brush his finger from my neck down to my spine, his fingers were cold yet no fire was as big as the one burning me inside I couldn’t tell if it was frustration or desire , he was standing over me, watching what we both pathetically pretended was my sleeping figure, he stood there for a while it felt like aged, then he walked toward the shower as his perfume fullfeed the room, he walked toward the bed spooned me from the back and start playing with my hair caressing my whole body praising every part of my curves, I felt his cold fresh breath on my neck I could not keep my eyes shut anymore, I opened them with his face close to mine, he rolled me over kissed my forehead, I was not ready to forgive him yet, he knew how hurt I was, and with his mouth close to my ears he whispered with the softest deepest voice : is my little princess mad at me ?, I didn’t answer his question which would normally triggered him, I looked at his blackish eyes unspoken, he then continue his talk : I wonder how can I make her feel better ? no reaction was received from my side, he looked at me with a smirky face , “I wonder if you’re going to keep that attitude after”. I smiled and he smiled back apologized and kissed my forehead, he asked me if I wanted to do what we were supposed to do, I nodded with a yes, I got dressed as he demanded, short black dress long silky socking with a vivid red corset under, I put my red lipstick and my hair in a ponytail, we left the appartement, we got into the car he played my favorite playlist, and as the road went long he was holding my thigh as he goes up as the chill arise up my spine, I felt myself getting wet with every grab, 20 min later he stopped in an empty obscure road
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