The fear, the thrill of the chase, then the moment when I’d strike without warning.Īs I moved closer, I slowed my footsteps, my breathing even, coming right up behind her. Her breath was still coming in pants, but I could feel the excitement coming off her. I could make her out, peering around the corner. My footsteps silent, I moved along the wall and then eased my body around the back, on the opposite side to her hiding place. Her uneven, panting breaths carried through the still night air as she tried to stay hidden. She slid round behind the wall, and I smiled, slowing down again to give her time to catch her breath and build the anticipation.Īs I reached the wall, I stopped, listening. I increased my pace, easily keeping up with her as she bolted straight for the graffiti wall, avoiding the area where the few skaters were. She raced around the side of the floodlit skatepark, staying deep within the shadows, hugging the chain-link fence that ran down one side. After waiting for a moment, I started prowling after her, my pace slow and steady as I allowed her time to get away, always keeping her in my sights. I adjusted myself, playing football drills in my mind, because yeah, running with a hard-on was not fun.
My girl knew I was coming for her, and her reaction to me had my cock responding instantly. Behind her mask, I’d sensed the thrill of fear in her, the way her breath had come in short, sharp gasps once I’d put on my own mask.
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