I like it when she runs.
It starts with teasing. She finds a button and she pushes, pushes and pushes. Her head weaves as the full bloom of her ego comes to the forefront. She challenges me, she provokes me and then she goes one step too far.
And I growl. If I was a dog my ears would flatten. I stand up and she knows that I am pissed. Not angry mad pissed, just not-going-to-take-it-anymore-from-her pissed.
She laughs and then she runs.
I chase. I have to. When she runs, she is never more attractive.
I’m taller so I’m faster than her.
I’m stronger so she can’t keep the doors closed.
I’m enraged, so she can’t wrestle me off of her.
I take my revenge. Her nipples are mine to bite. Her mouth is mine to use. Her ass is mine any way I want it.
I make her cunt pay for her crimes.