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Chapter One

Sunday, March 7th, 2012

Dangerous

For htmares about how perfectly he personifies the word Sleep-laden, alternate realities where I can vividly sainst mine Taste the sweet and sensuous flavor of hie in one otten there’s a price for overindulgence And there is a price There is always a price I was reht And I kno, no matter what he says, no ain

It started out as any other erotic adventure with hi I barely re How it took such a dark turn

He’d ordered ainst the headboard,Naked before hi with need Never in my life had I taken orders froht I would quiver with anything But I did for him

If Saturday night proved anything, it was that once I ith hi of e, to unbelievable places I’d never thought I would go Exactly why I can’t see hiain Heabout this feeling is that I like it I can hardly wrap h I burn for it But when I saw hiht, all broad and thick with sinewybut that need

He was eous man I’ve ever known Instant lust exploded inside me I wanted to feel him close to me, to feel him touch me To touch him But I kno not to touch hi him to let me

I’ve learned my lesson from past encounters He enjoys the vulnerability of a plea far toohis pleasures, until I a with the burn of my body Until I am liquid heat and tears He likes that power over me He likes full control I should hate him Sometimes, I think I love him

It was the blindfold that should have warnedback, I believe it did He tossed it on the bed, a dare, and instantly a shiver chased a path up and downto me should have aroused me-–it did arouse me But for reasons I didn’t understand at the tihtened me I was scared and I hesitated

This did not please him He told me so, in that deep, rich, baritone voice that makes me quiver uncontrollably The need to please hi I put on the blindfold

I was rewarded by the shift of theto me Soon, I kneould come, too His hands slid possessively up hs And damn him, stopped just before my place of need

What came next was a shadoind of sensation He pulled ainst the mattress I knew satisfaction was seconds away Soon he would enter me Soon I would have what I needed But to my distress, he moved away

It was then that I was sure I’d heard the click of a lock It joltedposition, and I called out his na wrong Then relieved when his hand flattened on ined the sound of the lock I must have But I couldn’t shake the subtle shift in the air then, the raw lust andthe roootten when he settled heavy betweenmy arms over my head, his breath warm on my neck--his body heavy, perfect

Somehow, a silk tie wrapped around my wrists and my arms were tied to the bed frame It never occurred to me that he could not have done this on his own That he was on top of me, unable tovictim

He lifted his body froain silence And the whisk of fabric More strange sounds Long seconds ticked by, and I re of dread that had balled in my stomach

And then, theThe moment when the steel of a blade touched my lips The moment that he promised there was pleasure in pain Themy skin with the proof he would be true to his words And I knew then that I had been wrong He was not dangerous Nor was he chocolate He was lethal, a drug, and I feared…

A knock on my apartment door joltsto the point I darn near toss the notebook over my shoulder Guiltily, I slam it shut and set it back on the sihbor and close friend, Ella Ferguson the night before I hadn’t meant to read it It was justthere On my table Absently, I’d opened it, and I’d been so shocked at what I found that I hadn’t believed it could really beI couldn’t stop reading and I don’t knohy It h-school teacher, and I do not invade people’s privacy, nor do I enjoy this kind of reading I’ nore the burn low in my belly

I pause before greeting my visitor, and restwhoever is here will just go away I proain, but deep down, I know the te Good Lord, I feel like Ella see out the scene in the journal-–like I a ht-year-old wohteen months without sex The worst part is that I’ve invaded the privacy of someone I care about