Another excerpt from my upcoming novel (2011)

The minutes passed, her remained there motionless, unable of move. She turned and when she heard footsteps beside her. He was there, the Devil was behind her. He fixed, with his piercing eyes. A fixed smile, a glimpse of white teeth. His body is muscular. His long legs are covered with black pants. His style is royal and proud. He smiled a smile of lust. His blood tongue, pass, and returns on his lips red.

She felt hypnotized, pinned on the ground. She tries as she can to communicate with her interior voice, nothing happens. Only him, before her. He walks, then a quick movement and without noise, he sticks behind her. Slowly, tenderly, with gestures of devilish sweetness, he began to caress her. He turns abruptly. He gently took her face in his hands. He plunged his look into hers, drowning in her eyes. He approaches her face, his desire is at its peak. He lays his icy lips on her lips. She tightens sharply, trying to escape the monstrous hug. But he held her firmly.

He could let this woman go, but he can not, and he does not want. His desire to possess her, is too strong. He did enter his tongue too hot in her mouth, with infinite delicacy and love, he plunged in her, taking her with desire and passion. His hand slipped over her hair, then went down to her chest. An intense desire came in him. He's hungry of her. He does not understand, she possesses him. His slow tongue movements, procured him, moans, he felt the pleasure rising in him. He is not love, why this sudden feeling? His pleasure is such that he wants to go through with ecstasy, even if the betrayal of his evil plan, is the price.

The man moves away slowly. He looks at her one last time. She is even more beautiful than he had imagined. He hesitates, she can still be his own, make her like him. But he made a long and harrowing cry. He raised his eyes, looked at her again. He still does not understand, a feeling wells up within him ... the feeling is it love? Without looking this time he drew back slowly, and walked away. It remains that this place, dark and gloomy. No noise was heard.

Karole McDowell 2011 - (c) Reproduction is prohibited withoutpermission from the author.

Manuscrit End of Lies, upcoming 2011

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