Cornered in the Dark | Kinktober Day 16 – Predator\Prey | The Resident (2011)

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You always felt like you were being watched in this apartment. A creak in the floorboards at midnight, the faint sound of breathing behind the bedroom wall, things slightly shifted on your nightstand whenever you came home from work. You thought you were just paranoid, until tonight, when you found the hidden door tucked behind the back of your hallway closet.

Before you could even process the dark crawlspace stretching behind your wallpaper, a heavy hand clamped down hard over your mouth, pulling your head back against a broad, solid chest.

"You shouldn't have been prying, sweetheart," Max’s low, smooth voice rasped right against your ear, sending shivers straight down your spine. His grip on your jaw was firm, completely immobilizing you.

Max, your charming, attentive landlord, the man who always smiled so politely when you paid rent, was standing right behind you in the dark. He dragged you out of the closet and threw you onto the bed before you could escape, his tall frame looming over you like a shadow locking you in a cage.

"Do you have any idea how long I've stood behind those walls watching you?" Max murmured, stepping closer with unhurried, predatory patience. He unbuckled his leather belt with a slow, deliberate click, his dark eyes locked onto yours as you scrambled backward against the headboard. "I know how you sleep. I know how you smell when you step out of the shower. I know every little noise you make when you think you're alone."

Before you could move, he lunged, his heavy body pinning you flat against the mattress. He caught both of your wrists in one large hand, hauling them above your head and anchoring you down. His other hand slid under your shirt, calloused fingers gripping your waist with bruising intensity, claiming every inch of your bare skin.

"And now you're cornered," Max breathed against your lips, his chest heaving as his knee forced your legs apart. "No walls between us. Just you and me."

He pressed his mouth down onto yours in a deep, bruising kiss, smothering your protests as his hands roughly stripped away your clothes. He slicked himself quickly, showing no restraint as he aligned himself at your entrance, his dark gaze pinned onto your wide, panicked eyes.

"You're mine in this house," he growled low in his chest, driving himself deep inside you in one heavy, agonizingly slow push that stretched you completely. "Try to run... let me see how far you get."

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