Falling for Him

Dark Dreams

I am wading in a body of dark water; I can hear someone calling out my name but I can’t see anyone. There’s nothing but water as far as the eye can see as I look around and realize I’m all alone. Where’s the voice coming from ? Suddenly, something tugs on my leg from under the water but I can’t see what it is. It grabs unto me and I am being pulled under water into darkness, I try to escape the hold and resurface but it’s useless. I struggle to reach for air but the darkness engulfs me and I feel myself slipping away.

My eyes jump open from my dream and I start to move but quickly realize his arm wrapped around me tightly, preventing me from moving. He’s still asleep, as I can feel his shallow breaths grazing against the back of my neck and the dead weight of his arm on me. I slowly move out of his hold, trying not to wake him. I manage to creep out of bed and replace my body with a pillow under his arm. I take in his peaceful look as he sleeps undisturbed and smile to myself. I head to the bathroom and gently close the door behind me. As I stand in front of the mirror and take in my form, I notice the light bruises left on my skin from last night’s excursions. I run my fingers across my lips as I remember how his felt against mine. I feel like I’m going a little insane as I have memories of last night; how amazing it felt. I manage to pull myself away from my thoughts and make my way to the shower. I turn it on, letting the water run over me from my head to my feet. I grab the soap and sponge and begin to lather it and wash myself.

I didn’t notice when he enters the bathroom or when he steps into the shower but when his hand rests on my shoulder, I am not alarmed but rather feel comforted by the warmth of his touch. I whip around to face him but before I can get a good look at his face, his lips find mine and his tongue plunges into my mouth, making me gasp. He holds me close to him as he kisses me sensually and I feel him poke against my stomach. I rest my hands on his chest, pushing us apart to break our kiss. I stand glaring at him, I take my vacant hand and grab onto his length; he groans at the contact. He narrows his eyes at me, daring me to continue. I look down at my hand and then back to his eyes seductively while biting my lip and begin to move my hand against his length. He throws his head back and groans in pleasure as I grip him a little tighter with my movements. He suddenly grabs me by the shoulders and slams me against the shower wall, making me wince at the pain it causes. I raise my hand and slap him across the face. His hand cups his cheek as he glares at me and I watch him closely waiting for his reaction. What was I thinking? He takes a step closer to me and huffs out a deep breath before grabbing unto me lifting me against the wall, with his weight pressing against me to hold me up as he wraps my legs around him. His thumb runs along my lips as he stares into my eyes and I see what has to be insatiable hunger. His lips press against mine and I can feel his want for me as he begins to kiss me passionately, leaving no room for air.

“Russell..” I moan between us as he slides himself inside me. I drop the sponge and wrap my arms around his neck, holding unto him, as he moves in and out of me, using me to his pleasure. I witness a display of unrestrained delight as his movements become more aggressive and his fingers dig into my skin. He thrusts deep into me causing me cry out in pleasure against his lips. I hold unto him for dear life as I am about to come undone against him. He thrusts faster and holds me even tighter as we tumble over the mountain together. Our lips are glued to each other as we both find our release and are slowly brought back to reality. We both are breathing heavily as he lets me down gently, I bring my eyes to meet his and he places a gentle kiss on my forehead. He then picks up the sponge from the floor and washes it before lathering it again. I hold my hand out to take it from him but he gently turns me around, so my back is toward him and begins to wash me himself. I stand still, in slight confusion at the action but he pays it no mind and washes my skin tenderly. We stand in silence as his fingers glide over my skin as he rinses me off. When he’s finished, he motions for me to exit the shower.

“I can wash you too..” I say to him with a small smirk and try to grab the sponge from him but he moves it out of my reach.

“Maybe another time” he replies with a forced, hardened voice. I search his eyes before surrendering to him and leaving the shower. I grab a towel and wrap it around my form and exit the bathroom.

As I get dressed before he comes out of the bathroom, I can’t help but question myself about the events that just took place. Did I do something wrong? What was the reason for his sudden change in demeanor? Just as I pull the red tank top over my head I am daunted by the precarious situation I am in. I know nothing about him, other than what he has told me, but I am in his house, alone, and no one knows where I am. Then I remember, the people I thought cared about me or where I would be just betrayed me. Russell made me feel safe and comforted in my time of need but maybe it’s time for me to go. I pull the black tights up my legs and leave the bedroom to head downstairs to the kitchen. I reach the empty room and go to the fridge to help myself to a glass of orange juice, but upon opening it, I’m greeted by a fully stocked fridge, filled with an array of vegetables, fruits and a ton of ingredients to cook with.

“When did this happen?” I say to myself, slightly confused. I reach for the crate of eggs and packet of bacon to cook for breakfast. I grab a bowl a begin to crack some eggs into it when Russell joins me in the kitchen. His hair is wet and beads of water drip from the ends unto his toned chest; his towel hangs dangerously low on his hips and I find myself lusting after the sight of him a little bit. I shake my head to regain my composure.

“I’ll get dressed and join you shortly” he says with a deep, sultry voice and sends a slight smirk my way before disappearing down the hall. I am able to finish breakfast and set it on the plates before he emerges from the hall. He holds his phone to his ear, he looks pissed about something. He mumbles something on the phone and then hangs up as he saunters over to the counter.

“This looks nice..” he says with a forced smile as he takes a seat. I come to take the seat next to him, but before I can sit comfortably, he begins.

“Umm.. do you still want to look at apartments today?” His voice seems friendly but there seems to be an underlying reason.

“Sure” I reply sharply without looking at him.

“Good.. we can go after breakfast” he says and begins to eat. Silence ensues and the mood of the room has shifted; this is crazy. Last night we were one in the same, and now somehow we seem to be on two different worlds.