
Laughing fills the air with silver echoes..
The hunter waits… concealed by coat and hat… keen eyes watch from afar…
He has time..
A flash of movement.. pale white wrapped tight in leather and silk, then she is gone…
The scent lingers.. he has her trail.
Smooth and slow.. he must not alarm his pray..
The tracks are faint.. he kneels.. fingertips trace the outline..
Heels… six inches…
Ears perk.. the rustle of satin from ahead.. he is close..
Vanilla and amber fill the air..
He moves quickly now.. turning his feet to let his steps make no sound.. hand closing on the hilt..
Soon.. he will have her..
She stops, head lifting.. chest riseing and falling.. eyes widen.. a hunter… close..
Her eyes narrow.. teeth flash in a grin..
The muscles of his legs quiver with tension… he sees her now…
Closer…
DANGER! She bolts.. supple legs pound the earth.. frantic.. laughing..
Blood rushes…the hunter moves..
The infinite moment unfolds.. time slows.. the hunter leaps.. gravity has forgotten him..
The seconds strech..
The corner of her vision blurs.. he is close! RUN! RUN FASTER! The air burns..
An eternity between heartbeats…
A lion in flight.. the hunter roars with anticipation…Weapon unsheathed he tackles his pray.
SMACK!
Pinning her with his knee he twists her arm behind her back.. the minx squeals in mock protest..
Silk rips.. she is exposed..
SMACK! smack, smack, smack… her ass burns as he leans low.. pressing her hard into the carpet.
She moans… her lips quivering..
His voice is the whisper of distant thunder….
“Minx.. you are about to have a vary.. vary… bad day…. and I will enjoy it immensely”
She shudders…. “yes sir”