Want to Play A Game

Matt’s POV

I pick up the keys to my new apartment, I start to unpack the car and carry my stuff up. That’s when I first see her. She has brown hair that makes me want to pull it, telling her what I want her to do to me.

Her eyes are beautiful green I want to stare into her soul and see the nastiness that she hasn’t experienced yet but is dying to get out.

I love every curve that enhances her body especially her ass. I just want to grab it with both hands, bend her over and fuck her right now.

Her tits are the perfect shape showing through her shirt. I can see the outline of her nipples. I like to imagine grabbing her tits as I suck on her luscious nipples.

I desire to know her name and must find out as much as possible about this woman. As she’s walking towards me, and she stutters. I can tell that she’s undressing me with her eyes. Look at all the shyness she has, and I am going to destroy it and force her to scream for me.

I smile as she is trying her best to keep her cool, knowing that I drive her just as crazy as she is making me.

I can’t deny that I don’t love watching her fidget, knowing that I make her nervous and uncomfortable, out of her skin, that is all I wish to accomplish for now. As she walks away from me, I turn around, so I can have one more glimpse at her luscious ass as she leaves.

I am not the type that looks for love, I am the type that wants the pleasure of it, making love isn’t my thing. I want to fuck and I fucking love foreplay even more. Giving a woman what they crave any desire meanwhile causing her to feel things she never thought were possible to feel.

I stay completely unattached to them, just wanting to fuck them get all the pleasure I can from them. I don’t prefer to fuck a woman more than once, I then loss my desire for them once I already have had them.

I can tell that she will not be simple. She seems unlike the rest of the women, I have fucked and left go right after. I have never needed someone just by looking at them, but as I watched her bite her bottom lip, it made me hard.

From all the excitement that I got from just being around her and seeing her, I crave more. I need to find a release to get rid of this craving and desire that I need.

Women are so easy to pick up, it makes me laugh how much they want to be loved and desired. As I look at a woman, I can pick up all the information that I wish about them just by a click of the finger.

As I watch her outside I can see how flustered she is with herself and how much she craves for me. I observe her walk to the bus stop that must be how she goes to work. I learn from meeting me she becomes all excited and loses herself.

She even misses the bus to go to work. I follow her, and she has no idea as I watch her every move, which makes me want her even more.

I will have her, it might take some time, but she will be mine for at least one night.

As she arrives to her job, I realize she works for a pharmacy company. Now it’s time to get every bit of information about this woman that I can I want to learn all there is to learn about her.

I wait for her to come home needing to see her, wanting to touch her. I need to see how much she is fighting to resist me and knowing she’s struggling to do it. As I look at her walking back down the hall, I don’t want to seem desperate for her attention.

I go over and knock on the door. As I wait for a answer, I can hear her breathing behind the door. Her breathing intensifies, I know that she’s struggling to resist me. Her having trouble doing so makes me even harder than what I already am for her.

Not wanting to open the door due to fearing me, which for now she should. I’m a total stranger. All I need is one night of satisfaction is all it takes to get all the desire that I want.

I can’t sleep. I pick up a woman but I am left unsatisfied. I still can’t sleep I’m feeling so frustrated. I decide to get up to go out and do my morning run and there she is.

I am fantasying what I will do to her. As she’s getting ready to leave, I know she is going to work since I know her schedule now.

I ask anyway just wanting to watch her lips move while she talks. “Are you getting ready to leave for work?”

Even though I believe she’s trying to get out of her apartment to stop craving her deepest desires.

I walk up and begin talking to her, then she introduced herself. I know her beautiful name is Jessica and I just want to hear her scream my name repeatedly.

Then I ask her if I could have her number, just in case anything happens at the apartment building. I could contact her to let her know. Using that excuse, I know she wants to give me her number.

As I continue to speak to her, I notice she’s nervous and she is fidgeting. I’m watching her as she is biting her bottom lip, I’m wanting to bite it also.

I don’t kiss that is just too much emotion. I don’t want the feelings just wanting all the pleasure of it. But observing her drives me crazy in so many fucking ways.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

I can’t stand it. She is bringing things out of me not knowing how she is doing it. Now it is time to start this game with the first text I will send. I then text her, “Do you want to play a game?”