He's dark-beautifully dark, enchantingly dark. And he's mine. His dark chocolate eyes burn every time I look into them and I know it's for me and only me. There's a fire deep in them-like the burning sun as it sets. Especially when he's in the mood for sex.

It's not just his eyes that burn me either. He's got this beautifully savage look to him that fills me with a burning desire to let him dominate me completely-make me completely his. He's only done it once and his lust was so primal, so burning. It spread over me-a deep dark red wash of lust-and took control. It was just like the sunset. You know, when passion, lust, love always seems hotter when the sun is going down, bathing you in a glowing red light before sweeping into the darkness, your darkest desires. God, it was beautiful. To feel Dave totally fill me like that, to completely surrender myself to him, made me feel more alive than I've ever felt. The pain I felt the next day was minor to how fucking elated I was.

The sun is actually setting now. It's at that point where the whole sky is turning red and orange and you can barely see the blue. It's absolutely beautiful and I walk over to the window to get a better look. It's warm, last dying rays wrap around me as I lean on the sill and it's almost like having Dave wrap his arms around me when he climbs into bed at night. The touch is gentle, but I can feel the strength lying there, just below the surface. And it feels good. I hear the front door open and I grin. He's home already. I don't move from my perch at the window as I hear heavy footsteps tread up the stairs. The sun is still setting and I want to watch it.

The door opens and I hear him enter the room. He doesn't say a word and I don't hear him move at all. He's probably standing there, waiting for me to say something. I know that he knows I heard him come up. I decide to ignore him-play the game we always play. I toss my hair out of my eyes and prop my chin in my hands as I continue to stare out the window.

I don't hear him move across the room and stand right behind me. For a big man, he can be quite agile when he wants. It's not until he speaks that I realize he's moved.

"Christopher, you're beautiful."

My head whips around and I stare at him. Those gorgeous chocolate eyes are burning deep into me and it's all I can do not to jump him right here and now. Instead, I lean against the window frame and smile at him.

"I missed you," is all I say.

He smiles then and I know what's coming next. The small tilt of his eyebrow as he looks at me tells me all I need to know.

Before I know what's happening, he's got my clothes off and has me pushed back on the bed. His hands are roaming all over my body-teasing, touching, caressing. His eyes are burning even more and I feel the blood red lust wash over me as I heard the familiar popping sound of a bottle being opened. As his fingers slip inside me, preparing me, I look over to the window again.

The last rays of the sun are spreading against the sky as total darkness begins to take its place. I look back into Dave's eyes and moan as I feel him slide slowly into me. The darkness is filling me too.