Chapter Four
Oh Paige, you let me down tonight. I couldn’t believe it when I saw what you were wearing. Now, don’t get me wrong, you looked absolutely beautiful. Your hair cascading down your back, wavy and wild, like I’d just got done fucking you. Classy makeup, as usual, but that top Paige. Tut tut. It looked like you were topless from behind.
It made me want to do so many indecent things to your body, and if I was thinking about those, then other men would have been too. You’re too naive Paige. You don’t understand what seeing your body will do to other men. I can”t blame that guy in the club for trying to feel you up. You did look a little slutty, Paige. No wonder he thought you were up for anything. You need to be more careful.
Don’t worry though. I would have intervened if he’d gone too far. I don”t like the idea of anyone else putting their hands on you. I would have come and helped, but that other guy got there first. I don’t like him. He looked dangerous, and I want you to be safe, but you let him dance with you. You let him hold you, and I was really not happy about that, Paige. You’re going to have to do better.
I wondered what might have happened if I had intervened instead. Would you have let me hold you that way, Paige? Without even turning round to see who I was? Would you have let my hands settle on your hips, let me pull you back against me?
I groaned, looking around at the dark street. Hardly anyone about. I reached down, pulling my dick out of my sweatpants. It”s rock hard at the thought of your ass pressed against it, Paige. I imagined what it would be like to dance with you, to feel your body pressing back against mine. Your sweet scent drifted up to tantalise me. I would have pulled you back, let you feel what you did to me wearing that slutty top.
I stroked myself faster now, losing myself in the fantasy of having you so close to me, as I watched the door of the club, knowing you’re just inside.
I drew closer to release, my mind consumed with the thoughts of your body, your scent, your taste. I finished fast, picturing you looking up at me with wide eyes, your small hand reaching out to touch me, lips parted in innocent surprise. Oh Paige, you have no idea what you do to me. But I’ll show you soon enough.
I reach for a discarded burger wrapper, spilling my cum into it, before screwing it up and chucking it out of the open window. I tucked myself back into my sweatpants before anyone could see me. You”ve always made me lose control but this time it was different. The thought of that man touching you fueled my possessive rage. I’m still not very happy with you for wearing that, Paige.
I looked back across the street and froze, seeing the guy who upset you earlier only ten feet away. He’s with another guy and they turn down the nearest alley. Something dodgy going on there. See, Paige. He’s a druggie. Definitely not the type of man you want to attract. I watched the alley, though really I was waiting for you to appear so I could make sure you got home ok.
A few minutes later, the taller guy reappears. It was the second guy you danced with. Did they know each other? He crossed the road, glancing around as he wiped his hands down his dark trousers. I watched as he climbed onto a motorbike parked opposite and took off down the road. Organ donors. That”s what I called those idiots that drove reckless machines like that.
I glanced down at my phone, scrolling through your photos again, Paige. I got a bit distracted by them, and it’s only when a scream pierces the night that I look back up again. There”s a commotion at the entrance to the alley, and a small crowd forming. I toy with the idea of going to see what”s going on, and then make the decision to stay put as I hear the sirens approaching. I’ll just wait here for you, Paige and watch to make sure you get home ok. There’s some fucked up people on the streets tonight.