17 Chapter 17

"Well, I don't believe it," Rosa said loudly, stopping me as she crossed her arms. "It's not midnight yet and you're leaving already. Good for you!"

"Yeah, well, I have to get home," I lied, in a hurry to see if Lance was waiting outside as promised.

"Have a good night," she called to me over her shoulder, walking toward an examining room.

Hearing his voice in my head-speaking of fucking me-I rushed past the girls at the front desk, through the automatic glass doors, and into the parking lot. I would deal with the consequences later.

Outside, it was dark. Only the light streaming down from the streetlamp hovering over the parking lot made seeing possible, casting eerie shadows over the black pavement. The sound of a lone siren screamed in the distance, but it quickly faded. I jumped at a rustle along the pavement, but took a breath, relieved when I saw that it was only a stray wrapper blowing across the asphalt, creating a scraping sound. My heard pounded in my chest as an uneasy feeling crept over me. It was nearing Halloween and I guessed that it was getting to me as my eyes darted around the lot, taking in every movement and every sound.

I looked around, but saw no one. It's just as well, I thought as I fumbled for the car keys in my purse. Lance was probably just teasing me. I walked slowly to my car, parked in the far corner of the lot, passing under the blue glow of the streetlamp above. I looked around as an uneasy feeling crept over me once again. Okay, I've had enough of this, I thought, as the hair stood up on the back of my neck.

I looked both ways and hurried across the parking lot to my waiting car. I slid the key into the door and tried the handle. Lance's words rang within my ears again as my breath quickened. Slowly, I pulled on the door handle when strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind.

"I want to fuck you. Right here, right now," Lance whispered in my ear, running a hand over my breasts, taking me by surprise. Within a second, I was being moved at lightning speed into a dark alley. I looked up and we were between the red brick walls of two tall buildings across the street from the hospital parking lot.

"My God Lance?" I asked, unsure how we got to the alley so fast, wondering why we were in an alley in the first place. "What are you doing?" I asked as his sensual hands ran across my breasts over my blouse, raising my nipples into firm beads through the thin fabric.

"I've wanted you since the moment I met you. I've been waiting so long for you," Lance whispered in my ear. "Please, let me have you."

I couldn't see anything as he stood behind me. Roughly, his hands slid around my waist, pulling my back against his rock-hard chest, and my ass hit his erection through his pants. I gasped, knowing what was going to happen next, unsure if I wanted to fuck him now that it was happening, but something inside of me wanted this and was taking over. I had been fantasizing about this man for days and now it was real and better than the fantasy. "You said that you liked to be fucked hard and long, did you not?" Lance asked, slowly untucking my blouse from my skirt with one hand as his lips explored my neck. "And that you like to be taken by surprise," he whispered into my ear, trailing kisses along my neck.

"What about foreplay?" I asked, breathless as I leaned into his caress, feeling the heat rise within me, unable to help myself.

"Overrated," he breathed against my skin, cupping my breast over my thin blouse. His other arm was still firmly around my waist, but his manner was sensual, forceful, and demanding.

My breath quickened as his hand fondled my beaded nipple through the thin film of my white blouse. My breath caught, aroused and my husband waiting for me at home was the farthest thing from my mind. "Fuck me, Lance," I said, leaning my head back onto his chest. Abruptly, he turned me around to face him as easily as if I were a rag doll. I was suddenly staring into his beautiful green eyes, the most beautiful that I'd ever seen. A strand of dark brown hair fell lazily across his face, contrasting sharply with the need filling his eyes. "Fuck me," I repeated, already wet between my thighs.

Without a word, his lips crushed down onto mine, moving sensually, thrusting his tongue between my lips. Our tongues danced as he kissed me more passionately than I'd ever been kissed before. His mouth forced my lips to move with his as he slid his hand under my blouse and clutched my bare breast. He fondled my nipples and my body responded, writhing, as my back arched in ecstasy, wanting him to take me.

"I want you," he whispered into my ear, "more than any woman I have ever known." He pulled hard on my blouse, ripping the front open, and his lips moved down my neck to my breast. His tongue danced over my nipple and I almost came right then in the darkness of the alleyway. The bright streetlamp across the street illuminated the parking lot, but in the dark shadows, we weren't clearly visible. Suddenly, he bit the top of my breast, drawing blood.

"What the hell?" I asked as my eyes flew open wide.

Saying nothing, he raised his eyes to mine and licked away the droplets of blood as his tongue danced over my breast. "You taste good," he said as his eyes suddenly flared a brilliant green.

"Aaahhhh!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, struggling against his grasp. "Let me go! What the hell are you? Let me go!"

He held me tightly in his grasp, then his eyes suddenly flared and constricted. "You will not scream." When I stopped struggling, he added, "Just relax."

I nodded and did as he said, not sure why I was suddenly calm. I leaned back, letting his strong arms support me, enjoying every moment and not wanting it to end. Then, quicker than I would have thought possible, I heard the sound of fabric ripping and my clothes were lying on the ground in shreds at my feet. He was stronger than anyone I'd ever known.

I gasped. "What are you?" I asked, looking into his eyes, stunned, but I already knew the answer. "Are you going to kill me?"

He looked directly into my eyes. "No. Just trust me."

I nodded and his lips crushed down onto mine, awakening passion inside of me that I never knew existed. Even though I knew that I was going to die, I was surprised that I was so calm. But as his tongue danced with mine, I didn't care, and I didn't care that I was standing stark naked in a dark alley with Lance. Even though everything about him was screaming at me to run, I couldn't leave him. At that moment, no one else existed, no one else mattered only this magnificent man.