Sahara.
I found myself in a dark room it looked gothic , from the paintings of dark horses to leather seats , a red leather bed .
Then it clicked in my head , am in a Playroom .
" Sahara "came a familiar voice .
I turned around , he stood majestically and very domineering just like how I first saw him in the prison gym.
He smirked, his gray eyes looked down at me the dark eyeliner under his eyes gave him a darker scary look .
He was naked I avoided looking anywhere besides above his head. I couldn't even look at him in the eyes for I felt so nervous , aroused and heated up all at once.
" miss me ?"he said.
"I can't tell " I said . I know its just my memory of him , he's dead .
In a flash he stood before me wrapping his hand on my waist .
I looked away , he turne
