Page 24 of A Bond Beyond Blood
Chapter Eight
Vinny
The thirst built as I breathed her in, a steady burn that started in my core, at the base of my spine, then increased with every kiss, every taste of her.It pressed against my skin, a caged beast struggling to be free.But I’d waited so long for this moment...I refused to fuck it up by scaring Jacqueline—or worse.
Accidentally biting into her.
I breathed deeply, pulling the sharp scent of her arousal into my lungs.My mouth watered and my fangs popped out.Closing my eyes, I clenched my jaw until my fangs retracted, then I gripped her ass and leaned in to drag my tongue up the seam of her cunt.
Her body trembled and I smiled, then repeated the motion, tasting her slowly, savoring her.I wouldn’t rush this moment along because of desperation, even though sinking inside this woman and watching her come undone on my cock was all I’d fantasized about for months.
Well.Notall.I’d imagined tasting her.Touching her.
Dreamed of making her mine in every possible way.
The blood I’d consumed during last night’s visit to the bank still pumped through my veins, heated and thrumming with life.My cock sat heavy between my legs, hard and full as I licked between Jacqueline’s thighs.Each swipe of my tongue brought more of her essence into my body, and each whimper from her sweet mouth made me ache for her.I licked a slow circle around her entrance, then pressed my mouth over her mound and tongued her clit with firm strokes.
She moaned and I hummed against her flesh, flicking my tongue over her clit harder and faster.“Such a good girl,” I purred, and Jacqueline bucked her hips against my face.I’d known women who had a weakness for praise, but this one took the cake.
I tightened my fingers on her ass, then hummed against her again, lowering my mouth to drive my tongue inside her.
“Oh god,” she moaned, and I held her to me with one hand while I reached the other up to massage her breasts.“Vinny,god.”She arched, pressing her hips against my face, and my cock jerked in response.I couldn’t wait much longer, even though feasting on this woman was far better than I even imagined.
I circled her clit with my tongue, then pulled it into my mouth and sucked.
Jacqueline’s moan was loud and shuddering.With her fingers tangled into the bedding, she pressed the backs of her thighs against my shoulders, muscles flexing for leverage, and tilted her hips higher, pressing her sweet cunt against my mouth.
“Vinny,” she moaned, and I shuddered in response to how good my name sounded when it spilled from her lips.
Fuck.I was done for.
I’d never get enough of her.The taste of her, the scent...the way she moaned, whimpered...the hills and valleys of her body, from her thick, strong thighs to the soft swell of her lower belly, the way her perfect little tits bounced when she ground against my face...the frustration in her eyes when I pulled back to appreciate the view and she lifted her head to meet my gaze...
“Vinny,” she murmured, “I want you.”
Music to my fucking ears.I’d waited so long for those words.
With one last slow, torturous lick, I released her and rose to my feet, then nodded toward the headboard as I shoved my pants down and freed my cock.It bounced, heavy with need, and I cupped my hand around it as she scooted backwards quickly.When her gaze fell to my cock, she licked her lips hungrily and I smiled.
