As Red Fades To Black

As Red Fades to Black

Red hues glisten from lights above.
Shadows cling to her body like satin sheets.
Her skin pale,
Creamy,
Soft.
A sigh escapes a devious mouth.
A red tongue darts out,
Moistening lips,
Hungry.
Red hot heat craves and hungers.

Hips sway gently to music.
Short skirt glides across her milky skin.
Maybe red,
Lacey,
Silk.
Dare he imagine thong or nothing at all?
The curve of her hips,
The fullness of her rear.
Red hot heat envelopes his senses.
Hunger seeps lower, deeper.

He watches from afar.
She leans over the counter.
Red top,
Barely there,
Pronouncing,
Curved mounds barely hidden from view,
Peeping out from beneath their veil.
Hunger seeps into his soul.
Watching, waiting, timing.

Full red luscious lips,
Pillowing every word spoken.
Lips that could
Kiss.
Love.
Taste.
A growl escapes his throat.
Mine.
Eyes that glisten, red with desire.
Hot blushes skim across her cheeks,
Smile curving her sexy lips.

Hunger beings its reign.
Throbbing pain cups his most prized possession.
Sex appeal grips her body.
Every curve.
Every sway.
Every smile.
His want for her burns like the sun.
Marking his prey with red,
This savage beast moves in for the kill.

Long legs and luscious red lips,
Her body bathed in heat and hunger.
Eyes drink in her beauty.
A touch.
A whisper.
She is easily persuaded.
A vixen ready for her meal.
Red tongue darts out, moistening lips,
Leaving behind a trail of promises.

Strange surroundings appear,
Neither of them notices.
Both hungry,
Both greedy,
Both taking what the want without a thought.
A soft bed to comfort her back,
And a stranger pressing near.
Red danger flashes by,
But it’s too late to turn back.

A kiss.
A touch.
The flames rise higher.
Red-hot hunger is still crouching, waiting.
A lick.
A tug.
More violent now.
Need turns to pain with want of release.

Exposed ,
Alone,
Fear.
Who is this man?
His eyes red with hunger,
Her gaze red with fear.
A thrust,
Then pain.
Want turns to,
Anger.
Hatred.
Power.

He releases,
What has she done?
All is lost.
There is no turning back.
He disappears,
But returns for more.
Red blazes his eyes,
Power envelopes him.

Red rope burns encompass her wrists,
Ankles bound apart.
He can’t get enough of this red beauty.
Tears,
Fear,
And screams.
He conquers all now.
He is in charge.
Power conquers sanity.

He comes again.
A scream.
The pain.
A thrust of a different kind.
Her body a sheath for his pointed object.
Screams of pain and sobs of relief.
His dagger removed,
All is lost.

Red life pours from her body.
Red sex.
Red hunger.
Red power.
Red anger.
Red hatred.
All is satiated.
Life pours from her body,
Red pain crosses her eyes,
Staining her beautiful body,
As red slowly fades to black.

By Cassandra N. Grass