"You have my trust, Christian." I said almost mechanically, feeling him move a bit backwards and feeling how I already wanted to pull him back close. I didn't. But I did stutter with my words a bit. "I- I thought I proved you that." His look upon me, upon my whole body now, it swallowed me.. His eyes gave away nothing but some mad craving.. And control. They held control. The kind I haven't seen before. He moved one hand over my waist, one over my arm and turned me around slowly, with a very slow spin.. Now the bed was in front of me, empty and messy, while he was behind me, absorbing and looking at my behind, yet not touching me even the slightest. Touch me, dammit! Get those hands on me. Was all I wanted to say at that point. "No, darling, no games. No more games. No more friends with benefits crap." I heard his voice from behind now, deep, raspy.. Promising. Only the sound of his voice could excite me to the fullest. "No more talking. No more denying." The tone came from one side, then another, like he was taking a few steps away then closer.. I stood still until I felt his hand over the very middle of my back, so gently running them down my spine. My eyes almost rolled closed by just that simple touch. "I want it all." He heard the shaky breath that escaped me. He loved the effect he had on me. And he continued his touch down my spine, stopping right where the pantie line started. I was wearing cotton shorts and the panties were lace from earlier that night. How did he know exactly where the panty line started? I wanted him to go further, but he stopped. "I might've let you play.. I might've let you lead that game.." His voice once again seemed to move around, disorientating me.. Yes, I did lead the game. I did push him on the bed. I did take off my shirt. I did straddle him passionately. And I did ride him till both of us were left breathless. Christ, I couldn't even believe I did those stuff.. But I did. "But it's time for me to have some fun. It's time for me to..-" "To what?" "To have you properly. To have you trust me to the fullest." And now.. Now he wanted to lead the game. In his own way. "Do you?" Trust. He once again mentioned trust. I told him I trusted him. Of course I did. After everything we went through together.. How could I not? I wanted to blab out, explain, ask why he was asking, but then I remember that he wanted straight answers that night. "I- yes, of course I do." "Show me then." I felt goosebumps form all over my skin when I felt him mumble against my shoulder from behind. My hair was tied, held with a clip, and the loose tank top I was wearing revealed my shoulders enough.. I wanted to turn around so desperately, but I didn't. I liked the feeling of not knowing what he was going to do next. That showed my trust towards him. I just wished he knew.. And so I asked. "How?" "Close your eyes. Right now.." It wasn't a harsh demand. It was a simple order. Calmed voice near my ear, so perfectly deep, clear.. The way he spoke always fascinated me. His vocabulary was rich and every word was thought through. He spoke with certainty and you could rarely hear any weakness in his voice. Never almost. He never sounded violent either. Even when we fought, he didn't sound scary. No, his voice was angry, but calmingly angry. For me at least. It was loud when we argued, but it was still promising that he would never really hurt me, no matter how much the two of us yelled and argued.. And yes, I did trust him. So I closed my eyes. Slowly giving in to my first impulse. To simply close them. The room was already dark, dimply lighted, so it didn't make much difference. But it did make me slightly disoriented. I knew he was behind me because the bed was in front of me.. I could feel his presence.. His breath. Slow and steady. I knew he was looking at me from behind. Scanning me. Swallowing that picture of me. As calmed and obedient as I ever was. I felt him run the tip of his fingers over my shoulder blade, then pressing his full palm in the middle of my back. His palms were big because of his height, it must've taken half my upper back. "I can hear your heartbeat rapid against your chest. Your thoughts and fears from tonight. Let them go. Now." Again, his voice was deep, soft, lyrical, hypnotic.. It stumbled throughout my entire body, shivering my bones and settling perfectly.. "Forget about it." I did. I forgot about everything I had on mind earlier. And he knew that I let go of my thoughts. He must've felt my back muscles relaxing underneath his hand. He still put it away, making me long for his touch the very instant. His voice was the only thing in my head. "You feel that? Your other senses heightening? You can't see, but you can feel everything else.. More. You feel more." Yes. Yes, everything else was heightened. Even the emotions inside me.