The cold air wisped over my hypersensitive skin and although I
didn’t hear the door open, I suddenly became aware that I wasn’t alone.
The hair on the back of my neck prickled and I slowly turned, praying that I was simply being melodramatic.
I sent a prayer to all the gods I knew that it wasn't a dream. The goosebumps spread across my skin right now tells me it's he.
There's a way my skin overtly reacts to his presence. It's like my brainwaves nows he's around me.
The air changes and I can feel everything. I see better. I hear better. I feel better. I moaned in my mind.
My nipples beaded in instant arousal and I felt angry. Why does he have so much power over me?
I turned and my senses were all correct. It was him standing there, blocking my exit and watching me with open hunger.
Electric currents snapped between us. I could feel his gaze look deep into my eyes and I quickly lowered my gaze. His eyes looked like they were boring into my soul and could dig up all my secrets.
His eyes are crystal black. Imagine a black diamond polished to perfect shine. Reflecting nothing but absorbing every thing.