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River (part 1)



Ember sat in the darkest corner in the tavern. She liked it there because she could watch people. She watched them come in as couples and leave alone, women come in and pick up men, men come in and try to pick up women. Ember always thought of herself as a loner. She didn't have a boyfriend, but she had at least four different men she had sex with. There was Mike, He was a topper. No matter how hard she tried he would never let her be on top. Then there was Zander. He was a talker. Not conversations, but he liked to whisper really sexy things in her ear. Lex, short for Alex. The kisser. Before, during, and after. Ember didn't mind too much. He was just about the best kisser she had ever met. And the most recent, River. He was different. More like her. He was mysterious. He had black hair, eyes the color of crystal, with just a hint of blue, always wore black. She didn't think in the three months she'd known him, she'd never seen him wear anything but black. He always wore calogne. Everytime she was near him, she wanted him to throw her down and fuck her right then and there. But he ever did that. River liked to seduce her. He would light six candles. Three red and three black. He would turn all the lights off and pull her to him. There in the candle light he would move around her, touching her softly. Then he would stop behind her, kiss her neck and her ear. Then he would slowly undress her and make love to her. Ember didn't know what to make of him. She was as gothic as they came. Her friends called her Midnight. She had black hair with white streaks, she wore black make up, leather and metal bands around her wrists, a leather spiked collar, fishnet gloves, stockings, boots, black polish, piercings on her tongue, brow, nose, nipples, and hood. She didn't want to be made love to, she wanted hard core up against the wall fucking. But for some reason she couldn't tell River no. When he spoke to her, she was drawn to him.

Ember checked her cell for the time. 12:02am River would be calling soon. Tonight they were going somewhere special to him he told her earlier that day. The phone rang, and even thought she was expecting it, she was startled.

"Hello?" she answered with a smile.

"Hey you. Are you ready to be enchanted?" he asked.

"Should I be scared?" she toyed with him.

"No, just prepared," he answered. "Meet me in the alley in 15 minutes."

Ember hung up the phone and slipped out of her dark corner. At the bar, she ordered a slo gin and orange juice. The chubby bartender made a feeble attempt to hit on her, but when he realized she could care less, he went on with his duties.

When she was finished with her drink, she laid a five ont he bar and slipped out the back into the alley. She stood next to an old empty barrel and waited.

She heard nothing, but suddenly felt a strong arm around her waist and a hand onver her mouth. A voice whispered, "Be silent beautiful. No harm shall be bestowed upon you." She stopped struggeling. It was River. A black scarf was placed over her eyes as he whispered, "in the darkness we play until the earliest hours of day." As he placed the handcuffs on her wrists he whispered, "I bind thee my love, trust me and you soon shall be free." Ember felt her feet leave the ground. She was placed in the seat of his car and strapped in.

He drove for anout 15 minutes before he parked the car.

"River, my hands hurt." Ember said.

"Pain is pleasure, baby."

He got out of the car and went around to her side. He released the seatbelt and led her out of the car. She could tell they were going up hill. Every once in a while he would her pull her from one side to the other. Finally he stopped and turned her around, then backed her up. Ember let out a grunt as she felt her back hit something hard. A tree no doubt.

His lips met hers hard. She could feel herself getting moist. Yeah, this is what she liked. But where the fuck were they? He pulled off the scarf. When her eyes adjusted, she realized they were in a cemetery.

"River, is this where you wanted to take me?" She asked.

"It's beautiful isn't it? Dark, quiet, peacful. Tis is my home. It's where I go when I choose to be alone."

Ember started to say something but her words aded on her tongue as he kissed her again. Softer this time. When the kiss ended, he spoke again.

"My mother brought me here as a child. We would walk silently, but in her eyes were books of stories. I could hear them in my head. She made me promise never to bring anyone here. Not a soul. But Ember, your different. I can hear your voice in my head. I can hear you calling out to me. Tonight when you were at that tavern, I heard your thoughts of me. I seduce you. You like to be fucked, yet I only make love to you."

Ember couldn't speak. How could he hear that? She didn't speak out loud. He wasn't even there.

River pressed is body to hers. He took her bound wrists and hooked them high above her head on a hook he had placed in the tree earlier.

"You have no idea what you do to me ,Ember," he said.

He unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it open revealing her black lace bra. He cupped her breast in his hand feeling her hard nipple through the thin fabric. Ember gave a sigh of pleasure. He lifted her bra up over her breasts and took the nipple into his mouth. Teasing it with his teeth, and tugged the nipple ring on her other breast. She tipped her head back against the tree and a deep moan escaped her lips. Fuck! She wanted so badly to touch him right now. He reached up her skirt and felt her panties were soaked. They restrained him. They kept him from what he was after. With one swift, hard tug, he tore them off her and dropped them to the ground. He spread her legs with his knee and slipped two fingers into her pussy. Probing her fast and hard. Her breathing was heavy--panting almost. He pulled his fingers out and placed them into her open mouth. As she sucked on his fingers, he slid his pants down his legs. Oh it felt good to be free. He was so hard it was getting painfull. He slid his cock up into her, feeling her vaginal walls tighten around him. With each hard thrust, she cried out. He lifted her legs up wraping them around his waist, forcing him to go deeper. He thrust harder, causing her to scream out his name. He could feel her shaking, her juices flowing and he smiled.

"My turn," he said. With one last powerful thrust, he cried out.

He held her there as he filled her. Trying to catch his breath he kissed her again.

When their breathing finally slowed, he reached down into his pocket for the keys to the handcuffs. He unlocked them and gently laid her down onto the soft grass. He pulled her shirt closed for her. Staring into her eyes he buttoned her shirt. As he did, he could feel her heart beating.

Ember laid there, shocked. She couldn't think. She had only one question. Who was this man next to her, this--dark seductor.