A familiar sensation ran through her body. She was rooted to the ground with her hands on her either sides, she did not know what to do. He always influenced her; He was capable of so many things, she did not think he was. "You didn't, answer m-me, why a-are you here?" she managed to speak while her breath came out in short gasps as he hid his face in the crook of her neck. "What do you think, my darling?" he whispered against her neck. "I am here for you, my angel." He smiled. He tucked a strand of hair that had managed to free itself, behind her ear. "You still want me, my love, don't you?" "You disgust me." She answered immediately, her abdomen churned, and her toes curled at the foreign feeling of his lips against her body, after so long. "Do I?" he chuckled. "But your wet pussy says otherwise." He licked his lower lip in hunger, he wanted to pounce on her and devour her. "I am not wet. Get out." She screamed and pushed him away, from her, as far as she could. "I am going for now, but remember my love, you have no way out." With that he walked away.