The black water rippled and moved slowly down the canal as the moon grew plumper in the sky and the oncoming hurricane growled as it awoke.  Ashley sat on the dilapidated bench, hoping it would not crumble beneath her as she wrapped her lips around the filter of a cigarette.  Across the canal another home stood with a green light on its porch.  The light glittered atop the many ripples in the ocean water, snaking its way to her side.  Anxiety swelled in her chest as she inhaled the fumes, trying her best to push it below the surface and enjoy the warm night.  Anxiousness was a person who followed her about often, annoying her and tormenting her despite her angry demands that it leave her be.  If anxiety was tangible she was quite sure she would have drowned it in the ocean long ago.

Betimes it took form in a human being; tonight it took the form of him.  A lover she had taken recently and had at first dismissed as nothing more than a one night tryst, but of late he had proven himself to be more intriguing and desirable than she had originally thought he could be.  Images, like the water she stared into, dripped into her mind.  His back muscles working and stretching as sweat trickled down his spine, her finger nails ripping into his flesh urging him on.  His hair occasionally fell against her cheek as they fucked, but she could hardly notice when he was so deep inside of her.  Ashley was loathe to refer to sex in such base terms, but what they did was not making love or coupling, it was bestial.  The way their bodies fit together must have been similar to the way humans had sex at the dawn of time.  It was angry, sweaty, and violent.  If someone had walked in while they had sex, they would have been certain the two of them hated each other.  

Ashley inhaled and exhaled, watching the smoke trickle into the air.  She couldn’t get the idea of how that green light might illuminate his skin.  She ran her fingers across the smoothness of her neck and smiled when her muscled tensed in pain at one point.  He liked to leave his mark on a woman.  The two of them had sat beneath a pavilion at 3am as he tried to convince her to come back up to his room. She denied as best she could, pointing out that she wouldn’t want to disrespect his roommates.  He didn’t want to take no as an answer, grabbing her arms, kissing her roughly.  They played this game of cat and mouse, him kissing her as she paused to try to push him away as they sat at the iron table.  He breathed in her ear, nibbling on the lobe, leaving a trace of moisture behind.  Ashley grinned out of awkwardness, wanting to say no but her body fought her thoughts.  He leaned into her, bighting down on the tender flesh at the bottom of her neck.  Her body tugged and she stood, trying to move away from him, trying to fight the desire pulsing through her body.  She began walking away, bidding him a good night, but he was not so easy to walk away from.  He stood, moving like a cat of prey, pushing her against one of the square brick pillars, pinning her arms down as he kissed her further.  One hand trailed down her stomach and slipped deftly beneath the cotton pajamas she wore.  Ashley gasped, the pleasure was more so due to the fact that she could see people walking around the sleepy campus, knowing one stray glance could discover her sinful deeds.  A fever washed over her, she didn’t care anymore.  She laced her fingers in his hair and tugged hard, baring his throat as she feasted on her prize.

She pushed him away, telling him to fuck off and he pursued even further.  His phallus was like an iron rod beneath his jeans as he thrust against her.  Ashley lifted one leg and wrapped it around his back in ecstasy.  Her body had taken over now; logic was a fleeting luxury she could not grasp any longer.  

Shaking her head, Ashley returned to the canal, the present day and groaned.  It would be a long weekend.  The night she had sat with him beneath the pavilion she had promised to see him the next day.  They had agreed if she retracted her promise and did not give into his desire that she would be at his bidding from then on, a slave to his lust and obligated to fulfill it whenever he so chose.  Ashley had in fact broken her promise and knew now that the rest of the semester, she would do what he told her to do and nothing more.  The idea thrilled her and turned her blood to fire at the thought.  Not once in her life had she met a man who could actually control her actions or make her do anything at all.  This one had promise.

Gritting her teeth, she flicked the butt into the ocean water and walked back into her friend’s beach house, knowing that she wouldn’t begin this game until she arrived back on campus in two days.  Those two days promised to be excruciatingly long.  It was a delightful pain.

It always was.