Author's Note: What do you think of the new trailer? Is it awful or okay? Because I am sure about it. Any positive criticism would be great.

   He stands close next to my backside, but not quite touching me. He slowly skims the side of my arms with his fingertips and the sudden touch makes me jump. With one hand he runs it down my spine to my behind and pushes me towards him- against his erection. Holy hell. I lean back into him and began to circle my hips. I want to tease him as he does to me, but with his other hand he grabs my waist to stop my movements and I pout.

   "Wait here... don't move," he commands.

   What? Where is he going?

   I hear him fumbling with something and then I hear a cabinet opening, and for a moment I turn my head to see what he's up to, however, he catches me. "Sussianna, turn around. It's all about patience."

   I quickly look back and wait. He said to be patient. How can I be patient? Plus, he doesn't have patience either. I'm eager and the anticipation is literally killing me. Hell, who's this girl that is full of desire? I should actually be pissed at him, especially for earlier today at the party where he may have told his friends that I'm still a virgin. But for some reason, I do not know why I am not upset with him. What have I become? I don't recognize the "good girl" version of me anymore. I am someone who takes risks, doesn't think rationally when he is around me, and gradually opens up my heart to the dangerous lion that is waiting to devour me.

   Without warning and interrupting my thoughts, his fingers trace the line of my vertebra down to my backside. His hands stroke over each cheek, fondling me, and I whimper. "You have such a beautiful ass. The things I can do with it, baby," he whispers against my skin and smacks me hard across my rear end; the contact makes me jump once again and he chuckles.

   "I have something for you," he says and I began to turn my head when he stops me. "Don't turn around. It's a surprise. However, this surprise is part of my world. Actually, it's just a little taste of my world and what I have to offer. It's nothing big in my opinion, but anyway you have a choice- you can be willing to try this, or if not then we won't ever speak of it again. You're in control now, I don't want to make you do something you don't want. In fact, you haven't agreed to enter my world, yet. I figured if you have somewhat experience with it, then maybe you will be open-minded about what I like and my lifestyle. But as I said you're in control now. You're decision. So, tell me Sussianna would you be willing to try it with me?"

   I'm in control? Whoa, that's a first for Chris who is letting someone other than himself take control. I'm speechless. I have been open-minded to this and over the time period where I was alone to think; there's a huge part of me that wants to enter his world. Then there's the subconscious part that keeps telling me that I'm crazy for doing this and I should be running. My conscious tells me that he'll lead me back into the shadows and not help me to escape the darkness. The darkness swells, placing the desire I had into dread, and every part of my muscle tenses with unease; bringing in the shadows of my dreams- of my parent's death.

  Chris blinks with uncertainty as I try to control my greatest fear. Get a grip, Sussianna.

  "Are you okay?" He asks.

  "Yeah, I'm fine," I smile slightly.

 "Do you want to try it?" Or do you need time?" He asks politely.

  "Well, what's the surprise? Are you going to make love to me?" I ask him.

   After a moment or two, I can tell he's thinking things through by his lips forming a straight line. Finally, he shakes his head and says, "That's not what I was thinking."

   "If it's not that, then what's your surprise?" I question him and I wish I could look at him to see his expression as I ask these questions.

   "This," he mutters as he holds up a black tie in front of my face.

   A tie? I didn't even know Chris wore a tie. I can picture him dressed in a suit and tie. I bet he would look handsome in that outfit.

  "You want to tie me up?" I ask as I tilt my head to the side- not taking my eyes off of the tie.

  "Hmm, sounds very intriguing, but no. I was thinking of something else."

  "Like?"

  "I would rather show you. That is if you are willing to try it."

  I don't know if I should be doing this but my body reacts before my mind can and I slowly nod my head.

  "I need you to say it."

  "Yes," I breathe. Desire once again courses back inside me to where it's seeking release.  I mean it couldn't hurt to try something new, can it?

"Yes, to what?" His tone is sharp.

  "I want to try it," I say as my breathing accelerates, and I can hear and feel my heart pounding and going to explode at any moment of what I just agreed to.

  Good gosh, what did I just agree to?

  "As you wish," he purrs in my ear. "Do you trust me?" 

  I nod, mostly to myself saying that I can trust him, he won't hurt me over and over again in my head, but my subconscious does of course chime in and asks are you sure about that? He has emotionally. If my subconscious was real I would tell her to back off.

  "No, say it," his voice full of authority mixed with... lust.

  "Yes, I trust you." Goosebumps reappear as he places his lips on my neck and starts to suck. My breathing is shallow when he moves my hair over my right shoulder and continues to kiss my neck with his cold lips. I shiver and I feel the familiar tingle between my legs, reaching a place that brings out my inner desires.

  He stops kissing my neck. "Wait..."

   Does he have to do this now? I turn around to face him. "Please don't stop this." My voice is husky and out of control.

   "We haven't discussed this which is very wrong of me," he shakes his head in disapproval. "We have to create a safe word, just in case it's too much for you. This is a safe place to freely express what you are honestly feeling about something... So, what word do you want it to be?"

  I look up at his blue eyes which have darkened. "Hmm... Blue."

  "Blue?" His eyebrows stick straight up.

  "Yes."

  "Blue it is. Please use your safe word if needed. Your safeword is okay if you use it. I want to hear it from you because if anything goes wrong in this scene that you need to tell me about, please communicate with me."

  "Okay, okay I get it," I hold up my hands to stop him from rambling.

  "I'm being serious. We should talk about this more and in fact, we should. I am going too fast in this-"

  I grab his bicep to stop him from talking, "I'm fine... I will say blue if needed."

  "Are you sure? I mean we can-"

  I place my finger over his mouth. "I'm sure. I am willing to try it, please." I pat my eyelashes.

   He sighs. He's clearly not happy that I'm rushing this without communicating first but I want to do this before I change my mind.

  "Promise to use your safe word if required?" He asks, his voice soft.

  "I promise."

  "What's your safe word?" His eyes burn into mine, and I'm breathless.

  "Blue," I breathe.

  "Good," he murmurs as he instantly spins me around where I am back facing the door. He slowly places the tie over my eyes- blindfolding me. I am completely blind and I can't see a thing; I just hear his breathing and the beating of his heart. Thump. Thump. Thump.

   "This is more intense. You can't see anything which makes you feel your other senses come alive. Don't think of anything; free your mind and just feel me, baby." He breathes as he runs his nose to the side of my neck and I feel my hairs raising from his touch.

   Grabbing my hips, he pushes my body against his. I feel his hands travel down to the hem of my nightgown and slowly slipping it down my body, he lets it drop to my feet. I kick it to the side while keeping my head straight. His fingers move across my stomach easing north to the center of my core and on the inside, I am begging for some release. With one hand he holds me still by placing it on my chest. He then slowly slips his other hand into my panties and I push myself towards his fingers. I want and need this. My body is craving it; it's longing for it. Oh... please.

   Suddenly he pulls his hand out of my panties. No! What is he doing? Don't tease me, Chris.

   "Why did you stop?" I ask, my voice sounding desperate.

   "I haven't seen how beautiful you look with the blindfold on," he says in my ear. Does he have to do that now? I hear him slightly chuckle. Is he enjoying this? Me begging? My wanting?

   I hear his footsteps move on the wooden floor and for some reason I know he's in front of me, watching me with his enchanting blue eyes.

   I stand still waiting patiently. A part of me wants to take the blindfold off to see him, but I keep it on. I place my hands to my sides and keep them there, so I would not be tempted to remove the tie.

   "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are like this?" His mint breath against my face.

   Damn, his words drive me wild, but in a good way. I'm entranced, lost under his spell.

   "My beautiful Sussianna, what should I do to you?" He asks as he touches my cheek with his fingertips and glides it down to my chin. He holds my chin between his thumb and forefinger and pushes my face up, so I can look up at him, but the only thing is that I am blinded and cannot see a damn thing. This is frustrating; I want to see him.

    With my thoughts raging with exasperation, I feel his lips on mine. He kisses me firmly, but I do not part my lips this time. I can't bear the fact that I might taste the wine again.

   He kisses me deeper causing me to part my lips and I have no choice but to kiss him back. Coaxing my tongue with his, I explore his mouth and taste mint, but before I can taste the wine I back away. I close my mouth and give him a quick peck on the lips. Hopefully, he'll get the hint and not french kiss me anymore.

   Please don't kiss me like that until you brush your teeth, so I won't taste the wine.

   Thankfully he does not temp in kissing me, instead, he moves his lips to the base of my ear down to the hollow of my neck. Oh gosh, he's just teasing me. Why does he not just give me what I want which is for him to touch me down there?

   I can't take this anymore. Abruptly, I raise my arms and wrap them around his neck. I grab hold of him trying my best to guide him down between my legs, but he rapidly takes hold of my forearms and places them firmly to my sides.

  "Don't move your hands," he orders and keeps a firm hold on me so that way I don't move.

  "But Chris... Oh... Please." I complain but it sounds like I'm a desperate woman. This is not like me. What has Chris turned me into? A foolish hopeless needy woman. That's who I have become and I don't know if I could live with myself if I become this.

  "All good things to those who wait," he teases and I groan in frustration.

  I hear him slowly circling back around to my backside, I feel him gently touch my shoulders and steadily his hands head down to my breast and I gasp in response. "I think you waited enough, don't you?"

   I nod. "Please, Chris." I breathe, and without warning, he starts moving his hand down my body.

   His fingers travel over my breasts, exploring them, and then suddenly he pulls hard on my nipples. I cry out, but he quickly places his hand over my mouth. "Shh, as much as I love your moaning my sister is down the hall. You need to learn to keep quiet or I might have to gag you."

  Gag me? What does he mean by that?

   With his hand still on my mouth, his other hand trails down under my belly button and he slips his hand inside my panties. I suck in a breath as he places his middle and index finger on my clit and he starts to rub it. But this time he does not stop. His fingers are ruthless as they move fast inside me and I can not help but wrap my hands around his hand that covers my mouth. I need to grab onto anything to hold myself upright.

  I never knew that this could feel so good and I never had any experience with anything like this before, but he sure knows what he's doing to make it feel this incredible.

  My body is overtaken with pleasure as he flicks his fingers over my clit. "Do you want me to make you cum like this?" He asks into my ear and nibs my earlobe.

  I groan at the loss of his fingers doing their magic and I frantically nod. I can not see his face but I can tell he's smirking. His fingers are determined- not stopping for a second and he keeps going on and on. He moves inside me and rubs my clit with his palm even faster and I let out a loud moan into his hand. My legs began to shake and he holds me tighter so I can keep still.

   I couldn't hold back anymore. My teeth bite on my bottom lip in reassurance I won't scream as my muscles began to tense; releasing out every nerve that was inside of me. My entire body shook under his intensity as I become undone. My legs feel weak like jello and I almost collapse, but thankfully Chris quickly snatches my waist to keep me from falling.

  When my body stops convulsing, he lets out a long breath and whispers in my ear, "Fuck, that was hot."

   I couldn't help my smirk and let out a soft moan in response. Pulling his hand out of my panties he mutters, "I'm going to let you go, will you be able to stand on your own?"

  "Mhmm, yeah," I grunt through my teeth and as soon as I said those words he lets me go and takes the blindfold off.

  "How are you feeling? Are you feeling okay?" He asks.

  "Better than okay," I smile and reach down to pick up the nightgown and put it back on over my body. I know that Chris is displeased that I put on the gown, but I still do not feel comfortable showing off my body to anyone for a long period of time.

  I turn around and face him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Thank you for that... M-maybe I can return the favor now," I say timidly.

  "What?" He looks at me surprised.

  "Well, you know... Please don't make me say it," I plea as I grind my hip around his bulging erection...

  The door handle jiggles. Chris turns me around quickly where I am facing the door and he holds me in place so I can stand in front of him.

  Christine steps through the door and stops short when she sees us.

  "Don't you knock sis?" Chris says hysterically.

 "Did I interrupt something?" She asks, staring at us both with a huge grin.

  "No," I respond at the same time that Chris says, "Yes."

  She laughs and shakes her head. "Well, sorry for intruding but I wanted to ask Sussianna if she wants to go shopping with me tomorrow."

"Yeah, that would be great. But I do have an appointment, although it's early in the morning, so I can go shopping in the afternoon. If that's alright?" I rumble on. Shopping is really not my thing but I would do it for Christine.

  She giggles. "I was planning to shop in the afternoon anyway. I can pick you up after your appointment and we can go shopping and then have lunch."

 "That would be great," I smile.

 "Awesome! Good night you two," she says.

 "Good night," I say and she walks to the door and looks back with a smile before she walks out of the room.

   As soon as she leaves, I turn around and kiss Chris on the lips. Being brave I work my way down to his waistband, and slowly I reach the slight bulge in the fabric. He sucks in a breath as I proceed with my hand over him, however, he stops me.

   I look up at him through my lashes. "What's the matter?"

  "Nothing... Well, my sister is down the hall and..." He rubs his hair.

  "You feel uncomfortable?"

  "Never, but-"

   "Then what is it?... You don't want me to... You know?" I softly say as I look down and remove my hand away from him.

  He cups my face, his other arm is tight around my waist, straining me closer to him. "Believe me, I want you to. If you referring to giving me a blow or a hand job, I want it. But not tonight."

   I exhale with a loud huff.

   "Look, it's not like I don't want to, but it's too risky. I don't want my sister coming in while I'm cumming," he laughs at the same time he's serious.

  I blush. He's right and thank goodness his sister came in after we were finished... messing around.

  "I think you should get some sleep," he smiles at me before turning out the light and switching on the television. He gently grabs onto my hand and climbs us both on the huge bed. I lay my head on one of his black pillows and Chris lays close to me. I actually feel weird not having my dog, Sadie here with me. I miss my Sadie, but with Chris laying next to me I feel safe.

   "So," he says softly as he turns to me once he picks a show of Two and Half Man where Charlie is playing the piano while his mom is singing.

 "So," I repeat as I take my eyes away from the TV and stare into Chris's baby blue eyes.

  He chuckles, "So when were you going to tell me about moving to New York?"

  I roll my eyes as I shift to be on my back and stare up at the ceiling.

  Here we go again.