That Man

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A few days later

     I laid down, watching the sun fade away from the window and watched as the sky turn slowly black.

     With the time aching slowly I waited for him. For him to walk in and join me in bed for I can take him. I imagined us in my mind carefully. Rethinking over and over on my ways of him and I. I wanted David.

Soon, he would finally enter the room.

"Finally...did you hear me thinking about you?" I asked while slowly rising from the bed.

I sat up leaning on the side with my hand on the bed as I carefully eyed him. His tall, masculine figure stood by the doorway eyeing me as well. Heat rising in me as I kept eyeing him from afar.

"What do you want Stella?" His deep voice filling the almost empty hallow room.

He knew very well what I wanted. What Ive been wanting. Ive waited too long and now was the time.

"I think we both know what I want...David" I unraveled my legs apart and pushed myself up off of the bed. I stood by the bed gazing at half of his face in the light watch me. Watching as my oversized black shirt barely cover my panties.

He stood there silent, noticing the details I purposely put out for him. I tilted my head to the side giving him a slight smile.

"Like what you see?" I questioned softly.

With my hands I slid them from below the side of my thigh to my core, inching the black shirt up, exposing little of my red laced panties.

"Guess these did come in handy after all huh" I said while inching myself a little closer to the front of the bed.

David moves to the side closing the door behind him as I wait for him to come to me.

     He slowly makes his way to me, gliding his hands on the front of the bed frame.

     In silence he grabs softly behind my bare legs lifting me up as he puts himself between my legs. He drops me onto the bed pressing himself against my core. I grab onto the bottom of his shirt pulling it off. Wanting him to be opened for me.

     He comes up to the side of my ear, his hand caressing my leg as he slowly slides them up my breast.

    Inches away from my ear he says,
"You finally want me to give it to you Stella?"

    I turn my head to face him, giving him a stare glance, "Give it to me"

     With that he pulls the shirt off of me, caressing me everywhere as he slides his tongue into my mouth. I start to feel his hand slide down my stomach an into my lace.

     A slight moan escapes my mouth as he massages me, feeling me all around my core.

      "Fuck" escapes from his mouth.

      As we kiss he starts inching below me every second. Kissing between my covered breast then to my stomach. With my right hand, I grab the top of his head guiding him down as he goes. With my free hand I slide it up from behind me, clenching the pillow.

     I look down, meeting his eyes. He gives me a sinister look then tears his gaze away from me.

     With that I slide my hand from the pillow and reach for whats underneath. My hands gripping onto the knife Zack snuck in for me.

     As I watch David from below still focused on my core, I raise the knife thinking to myself how much I've been waiting for this moment.

     With that I plunge the knife into his back an back out. David groans in pain as I go in for another one.

    He misses the swing, gripping my wrist and throws himself onto me. He leans up on me, my body between his legs as he bends back my arm while I still hold onto the knife.

    I bring my right arm over me and back hand him in the face with my wrist. As his body goes back I knee him under his member. I bring him down to the side of the bed, his hand losing his grip on my wrist.

     With quick pace I bring myself up to stab him. But he manages to catch my arm from it. I try shoving my left arm down. Then in a second, he lifts me with his body an open hand, throwing me behind him over the bed. My body slamming against the wall. I lose the knife and try to get up and look for him.

    David already on his feet, grabs me and pulls me up slamming my whole body against the wall with force. I grunt and go limp in his hands.

    He pushes himself against me between my legs his right arm choking me tight. I look up trying to breathe. His grip becomes tighter as his chest heaves up and down. I feel his chest touch mine very closely as he tries to catch his own breath.

     "You shouldn't have done that" and again slams me against the wall. Everything going black.