Life comes out of nowhere. Colliding with plans. Disrupting waking moments. Impacting dreams when the stars come out. This encounter is more than she could have ever imagined, spinning her thoughts to touch those places she had hidden for years.

She anticipates, patiently, the opportunity to bring all those dreams to life. One that she keeps going back to, especially with him, is her fantasy of quiet domination….over many days. Not just in the bedroom, but her fantasy expands beyond those walls.

Upon meeting, he pulls her close and hugs her tight. She still captivates him, everything about her consumes him. She drowns him, every time she is near. She wears a black dress, fitted on her delicious curves, but not tight. Just enough cleavage to tease him. A diamond pendent sparkles around her neck….. he imagines his fingers on her throat, her heart racing against his touch. Bringing his thoughts back earth, he kisses her perfect red lips softly then leads her to the passenger side of the car.  She asks where he is taking her. His response of a crooked smile and a wink tells her they are heading to something unbelievable. She watches him as he drives, handling the road with ease. His strong hands glide over the steering wheel. He wears dark jeans, snug on his thighs, and a crisp white, button down shirt. The fabric hugs his body perfectly. As he drives, she reaches over….sliding her hand up his leg. She feels the heat radiating from him, causing her touch to tremble. Being careful, she leans close to him and kisses his neck, then whispers softly in his ear…. “Doesn’t this thing go any faster?”; as she smiles.

The road is unfamiliar to her. She’s never seen this landscape.  She trusts him wholly. He is aware of her depths. He decides to test this, pulling a red silk scarf from his pocket. He tells her to blindfold herself as he drives further. She notes the demand in his voice, and obeys, tying the silk over her eyes. Sitting back, doing her best to relax, she imagines what’s to come. His hand reaches over, pushing her dress up her bare thigh. His fingertips burn into her flesh. She breathes deep…attempting to prepare herself for what’s to come.

The car comes to a stop. She reaches for the door handle, but he stops her. He will guide her from this point forward. She listens intently as he walks to the passenger side and opens her door. He reaches for her hands, escorting her from the vehicle. He closes the door behind her and leads her a few steps, then stops. He stands behind her, lifts her hair and lightly kisses the back of her neck. She shivers, and reaches for him. He pushes her hands away, telling her he hasn’t given her permission to touch. “For that, you have to be punished.”

Remaining behind her, he leans her over the hood. The heat from the engine against her bare thighs. He lifts her dress over her hips, catching his breath. She wears a black lace thong, exposing her perfect ass. He presses his hips against her bare skin, and she feels his excitement. His hand making soft circles on her ass cheek, he reminds her that she must listen to him, carefully, then spanks her creamy white skin, leaving a fiery red handprint. She moans under her breath, knowing that there will be more to come. Again, he gently traces circles on her skin, but remains tender. He pushes her legs apart, just enough to feel her smooth wetness. Without warning, he plunges his finger into her…stroking her slowly. She drips over his hand, her body giving into him with nothing more than his touch melting her. He wants to bury himself deep inside her, right here, right now…. but he will wait.