In the Shadows

Prologue

Please note that although this can be read as a stand alone story, it is a sequel to the "Summer" triology, so if you haven't read the "Summer" stories you might want to do so to give you a better understanding of events in this story.
But if you don't you can still enjoy. Read on!

Link to the "Summer" triology:
https://wattpad.com/story/136052683-summer

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    He lay back on the damp sheets panting from sheer exhaustion. The woman was a devil in a beautiful body! She had brought him to the brink of orgasm half a dozen times, then cruelly pulled away. Finally she allowed him to explosively ejaculate over her belly, then told him to rest for five minutes before starting again.

"That was the appetiser," she said with a mischievous grin, "Now it's time for the main course." 

When she had said she knew how to do it in fifteen positions he had thought she was exaggerating, but now he believed her. How many times had she forced an orgasm from him? Two, three, but now he was spent. He glanced over at the naked sex goddess lying by his side.

 She gave him a smug smile. "Ready to go again?" she asked.

"You've got to be joking," he gasped, "I've had it for tonight. But we'll do it again tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow night?" she muttered, "I have other plans for tomorrow night."

"Well change them," he said, "You want me to keep your secret, so whenever I call you come around. No excuses."

Her eyes seemed to flash dark for a second and her smile vanished. But then it returned again just as quickly. "Of course," she murmured, "I'll do whatever you say."

"That's better," he said, "I'm going to the bathroom. Don't go away."

Five minutes later when he returned she was fully dressed. "I have to go," she said.

"Okay, but remember I want you back here same time tomorrow night."

She scowled at him, turned and walked out the door without a word.
He heard the front door slam as he lay back on the bed and thought about the last couple of hours. It was the best sex he had ever had. The woman's sexual appetite was insatiable. He had trouble keeping up with her. Well tomorrow night they would do it his way. Bondage would be a fun way to go. He could tie her to the bed naked and then do whatever he wanted to that fantastic body of hers. With that image in his mind he quickly dozed off.

A noise brought him awake. He sat up and saw her standing in the doorway, just a silhouette illuminated from behind by the dim light coming from the lounge room. "You're back," he mumbled, still half asleep, "Did you forget something, or do you want to go another round? What?"

Too late he saw the girl swinging the heavy brass vase at him. It connected with the side of his head with a sickening crunch and an explosion of pain. He fell off the bed onto the floor and through his blurred vision he saw the vase coming at him again, then everything went black.

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