I walk onto a crowded dance floor, and see Him right away. My instincts alerted me to the fact that He was there before I even saw Him. Turning around to scan the dance floor, my skin prickled hot and cold when my gaze landed upon Him. He was the tall stranger watching me openly and unashamedly from the bar area. I wondered if He knew He would be mine already? I wondered if He was used to women throwing themselves at his feet, and if He was ready for something a little different? I could sense His masculinity, His strength and His razor mental sharpness. Locking my eyes on His, with a slight smile, I walk over slowly, confidently, weaving through the crowd, watching Him strain His neck to follow me. Watching to see if He breaks eye contact on my way over, or if He has the confidence to take up the challenge. As I reach Him, I take in his smell and feel excitement start to build. I slowly circle Him, watching His reaction to me. I lean in close, take a hold of His collar, slide it to the side and bite His shoulder, hard enough to break skin. I let go, look directly into His eyes, smiling, and He knows what it is I have just offered. Without saying a word, I walk away.... How you respond to this will determine if you're the One. If you're not, then I might just have my way with you; wrestle you and pin you down and decide what to do with you
[if254 1]
My Ideal Person:
Confident, secure, nothing to prove to anyone. An alpha male who gets off on seduction, a little power play and a woman who is a bit of a challenge. This is about two alpha's meeting, where the female will only mate with the male thats most alpha, strongest, fittest, smartest. You won't mind being tested, probed, pushed to see whether you are The One. Once I acknowledge that you are, I will submit, with passion.
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