Page 23 of Dear Mr. Vampire

“I wanted a fresh start somewhere far away from Los Angeles. Why did you move to Chicago from?—?”

“Minnesota. I needed a fresh start, too.”

“So we have that in common.”

I watched as Zand drank all the red wine from his glass. He placed the glass in the sink and walked around the island and offered me his hand. I took it. He removed the wineglass frommy hand with his free hand. He sat the glass behind me on the kitchen island.

He was gazing into my eyes, and I couldn’t look away. He leaned his face close to mine, but he didn’t kiss me. He rubbed his nose against mine and pulled back to look at me. Zand leaned forward and rubbed his cheek against mine. He pulled back again to gaze into my soul. His honey-colored eyes had little fragments of orange, or maybe it was red. Whatever the color, it was beautiful. He was really dreamy up close and personal.

What was he up to?

His next move was to brush his lips against mine. The graze turned into a kiss as he gently parted my lips with his tongue. My free hand grabbed hold of his bicep. I needed something to hold on to. My legs felt weak as he probed into my mouth with his powerful tongue. I had no control over what was happening to me. I was somewhere in La-La Land, or that odd Fae world that Sookie Stackhouse would wander off to. His kisses were so magical I couldn’t even imagine what his dick would feel like. Heaven maybe?

Zand pressed his body into mine. I felt the strength of his arms holding me up and moving me backwards. I didn’t know where I was going, but I did know I felt safe.

His lips traced my chin and landed on my neck. His kisses turned into deep, penetrating sucks. He pulled my skin deep into his mouth. His teeth raked my flesh and sent shock waves to my over-saturated pussy.Oh, my God!

My lungs sucked up all the air I could muster without panting too heavily. I could feel my lower lips swell. They wanted out of my wet panties. I peeked my eyes open just enough to notice I was in his bedroom. I didn’t even remember the steps it took to get here.

I quivered when I felt his cool fingers land on the small of my back. He leaned into me, forcing me to sit. I landed on his bed while he stayed attached to my neck as he lowered himself downto the floor.

While on his knees, his hands traced down my legs until he removed my high heels, one at a time. The skill he possessed was undeniable. I needed to get out of this dress. He must have been reading my mind because he slowly pulled my straps down my shoulders. He smoothly wrenched my arms out. He lowered my dress to my waist, enabling my breast to spill out for his viewing pleasure. He detached from me to glance down at my mounds. He smirked with desire and pressed his wet lips into mine. His movements were precise and ritualistic. He knew how to seduce a woman and I was finally that woman.Yay me!

I didn’t care that I was just an infinite number, or a notch in his well-worn belt. I was willing to join the list of booty calls just to see what all the hoopla was about.

His kisses took me away from my boring life, and I didn’t want them to end. His tongue was masterful. If he kept this up, I was going to cream before he touched my hotshot.

His cool fingers traced my collarbone and sent shock waves down my arms. He moved his lips from mine to trace them down my neck.

My nipples pebbled as he blew his breath over them without touching them with his mouth. Although it was torture, I wanted more. I arched my back and leaned toward his mouth. I wanted him to suck me deep into his esophagus.

Zand had other plans. He wanted to tease and torment me endlessly. He wanted to make me ache for him, and this bastard was winning at every turn.

I was cold minutes ago, and now I was boiling with desire. I was hot and bothered. I burned with a fever that raced throughout my entire body. I was soaking wet in between my legs without the aid of his member. I wanted him just to put the tip in. I wanted him to give me the release I knew I deserved. How could I want this stranger so badly?

I couldn’t take it anymore. I reached up and roughly raked my hands through his hair. A brazen move, yes, but it was timeto see something. I tried to pull his face and body down on top of me. He resisted and shot his eyes at me. He scolded me with his butterscotch orbs. He was too handsome and flawless, and I longed to have that perfection deep inside my soaking wet hole.

My body shivered when he buried his face into the side of my neck. I missed intimacy and wanted this man to recharge my mind and body. I needed him to show me all the things I had missed and could look forward to in the future.

Zand took both of my hands and pulled me to stand. His hands scaled my thighs and pulled my thong panties off. I hadn’t noticed when he had unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, but it had already happened. And I was here for it.

He removed my crumpled dress. I stood naked and exposed as he removed his shirt with a swift pull over his head. He dropped his pants to the floor and stepped out of them. He wasn’t wearing underwear.Why?I refused to look down at his package. No, no, no, I was acting like Baba Voss in See. I’m not looking because I didn’t want to change my mind for any reason. A small penis could ruin the entire mood, but somehow I didn’t think he would be a short dick man.

Zand shifted his hand around my frame and pressed his cool body into mine. He lowered me on to the bed, never letting our bodies detach.Oh, baby!He climbed over me and motioned for me to scoot back into the center of the bed. I did just that. I wished the lights were low, but they weren’t, and all I could see was his copper-colored eyes gazing into my soul. He could seduce a nun with those eyes, and I was pretty sure he knew it.

He inclined downward to kiss me. The kiss was quick and deep and left me longing for more. Zand opened my legs with his knees and that’s when I felt him. His manhood grazed the inside of my thigh. This was happening.

Oh! I felt the head of him brush hard against my shaved pussy lips.

I wanted to feel him. I wanted to feel the authentic him, but I knew better. This man was a tease. His mouth seized my neck.He licked my skin and sucked hard until his teeth scraped at my flesh. He lowered his body and pushed his pelvis against my lubricated kitty.

“Do you have protection?” I mumbled the question.

He stopped grinding his hard body against mine to cup my face in his hands.

“Protection?” He asked.

“A condom.” I clarified.

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