Dark Hearts Desire II

He stood there frozen with desire in his eyes. Holding his gaze, keeping him in a trance, I knew exactly what he wanted. Me! The fire running through my veins drove me to stock him like prey. I fixed my eyes on his. My body swayed as I walked seductively over to him. Licking my lips, I was ready to taste and tease him. Standing inches from his body, I felt the heat radiating off his chest. I bit my bottom lip feeling the urgency to touch him. I wanted him. I wanted to tie him up and make him beg for mercy while giving him small bits of pain and pleasure. I wanted to dominate him into submission, to make him surrender to me. He reached to touch me and I smacked his hands down.

 I shook my head side-to-side with a lifted eyebrow and said quietly and breathy, "No touching." 

I walked around him and reached out my hand gracefully, softly I drug my fingers over his bare skin. Starting at his back and coming around to his chest, I crossed his nipples with the tips of my fingers. I felt them react and tighten in response to my touch. Over on the dresser I reached out and pulled off two scarfs. Grazing his body, I took his right wrist tying one scarf and on his left wrist tying the other scarf. Scarf’s securely placed, I pulled him over to the large chair in the middle of the room and he obeyed. I stripped off his jeans and boxers and made him sit. I took each wrist and tied them behind the back of the chair. I pulled up my dress and straddled him, having both knees on each side of the chair. He could instantly tell I was not wearing anything under my dress and he could feel how wet I already was. When I felt him start to grow, I bit his bottom lip. With his lip still in my mouth I licked it. A moan escaped his mouth. I went in for a deep demanding kiss. I was taking him over in mind, body and soul. I climbed off and knelt down before him. I rubbed the inside of his thighs making my way up to his centerpiece. Moistening my hand with my spit, I took his member into my hand. I stroked him while holding his eyes with mine. I leaned over kissing his thigh and started to lick and bite on his inner thigh leaving my marks on him. I took my time moving up his thigh until I reached my destination. Still stroking him, I looked up at him as I bent towards him and licked his tip and started to tease the top of his hardness. His enjoyment could be heard and at that moment I took him in fully rolling my tongue around. Sucking hard and fast.  With my hands free I started to dig my nails into his skin. He didn't know what to do as I delivered him both pain and pleasure at the same time. I felt him cum in my mouth as I finished him off. After he was completed, I sat up with a wicked smile and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I looked at my marks on his inner thighs and where my nails dug in, I was pleased.

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I woke up from my dream or memory of a different life; I felt anger in my heart. The betrayal that has stayed with me from several different lifetimes that haunts me. Since my accident a few years ago I have had bits of memories from my past lives. The most recent past life left my heart aching with so much pain that it felt fresh, like an open bleeding wound. 

I remembered lying on the bathroom floor, the cold black and white tile touching my skin as I laid there, half naked, cold and crying. The anxiety was deep in my chest and took my breath almost completely away. It was more than just a let down of a relationship, it was a mourning. How could he just up and leave me, as if I were nothing to him. Everything we shared and the trust I thought we had was gone like dust in the wind. Not even a word from him, just complete silence that was deafening. My world was turned upside down. It was when I found out he had been with my sister that I couldn't stomach the thought. I had to make him pay for the sorrow I felt. And I did. I invited him over to talk, and tricked him into thinking I was fine. Then I poisoned his drink and watched him die and then I took my own life. I knew that I did not have all the pieces of the story and the memory was only bits and pieces but the feelings were strong.

I quickly shook off the thoughts of my past life. I hated having such a dark past.  Being a murderer. I knew I was an intense person and I needed to control that.

I got out of bed and dressed for the day. I pulled my long curly brown hair into a messy bun and applied some quick makeup. I needed to get down to the street fair and check on my booth. I was promoting my newly opened bar and grill, Shenanigans, to drive in some new customers. My dear friend Sabrina was helping me and she was the one person I could really count on for support. I had told her about my dreams and past lives. She was the only person that I trusted with this.

I called Sabrina, " Hey Sabi," that was her nickname, "I am on my way, I'm walking out now. Sorry I took so long. I didn't get to sleep until 7 this morning and need a quick nap to keep me going." I told her.

"Ok, I will see you when you get here. It's really picking up now that it is the afternoon. Can you bring some more promos with you?" Sabi asked me.

"Yep, I can. See you soon!" I hung up. 

I came down stairs to the bar floor. Living above the bar had some perks to it. I didn’t have to go far after I closed and I could stay in my comfort zone. I went to the storeroom to grab some more stickers, shot glasses and menus. I heard a couple of guys walk in and the hostess seat them. I carried the boxes out and walked down to my booth. 

"Hey Sabi, here are some more of the promos. I can go get more later." I told Sabrina. 

"Hey, Cordelia. You look tired, coffee?" She hands me a cup. "It's been really lively with that band showing up! I think we are going to get a lot more people to come in tonight. Should we see if that band wants to do a live show tonight?" Sabi asked. 

"Yes, that would be fun for tonight." I told her. "I will go talk to them when they get a break. I will be back; I need to run back to Shenanigans."

 I was walking back and almost back to Shenanigans when I got a call from Sabi, "I think they are taking their break, if you want to come back now I think you can talk to them." Sabi said.

"Ok, I am on my way back." I hung up and when I looked up I locked eyes with him. My heart started to race, I recognized him immediately. I'm not sure if it was hatred, love or lust or all of them that stirred inside my belly and chest. I just needed to get away to collect my thoughts. Did I have an urge to kill this man again or sleep with him? Or did I just want to toy with him. All these questions I asked myself. When I saw him take off I booked it and ran into the crowd to cover me. I looked behind me and I saw him. He was searching for me. And he came out of my bar! This doomed relationship had found me again. This cycle of repetition, I didn't know if I wanted to bear the pain again. I hid in the crowd and watched him, carefully not letting him see me. His expression was of excitement and longing. 

When he was gone I went back to Shenanigans to collect my thoughts. I walked in the back door and turned the corner. Just as I turned the corner, we stood inches from each other with our eyes locked. I drew in a deep breath and bit my lip.