Page 24 of Dear Mr. Vampire
His lips curled into the slight smile. “Yes, of course.”
The way he said it gave me pause. What if he said no? My head was in a sex cloud. I was in a weird melancholy haze that made me confused and much too trusting of this here man person. All I knew was I wanted him to fuck me like I stole something. Okay, that isn’t a thing, but I could admit I wasn’t thinking clearly.
“Don’t move.” He whispered in my ear.
I didn’t plan on moving from my very comfortable center spot in his king-size bed. My phantom vampire had hypnotized my limbs. It was so relaxing he was going to probably have to kick me out of this bed before it’s all said and done.
I slowly blinked a few times. I was trying to control my breathing. I couldn’t believe how badly I wanted this, this man, his sex, this dick.
I couldn’t see where he got the condom. Evidently, he was a magician. I saw the wrapper when he placed it on the bed beside my head.
Zand lifted my legs so my feet were flat on the mattress. Soon, after my eyes closed, I felt it. Oh, lord!
His tongue licked at my pussy lips. It was a long, luxurious lick that hit me in my spinal cord. Then there was another that landed deeper inside my folds. The third lick was different. His face was buried in between my legs. His tongue had taken up residence inside my sopping wet hole. This was the real deal. He was slamming his tongue against my clit as I squirmed against his face. I was embarrassingly wet and overcome.
His tongue was working me over. This was a treat for a one-night stand. But I didn’t actually know one-night stand protocol. The treatment I was receiving felt special. That could be his intention. Did he treat all his conquests with so much tenderness? I’ll never know. I loved every minute of it. His lips and tongue were working as one orgasmic unit. I could get used to this. I was weak with emotion and an orgasm screaming to leak from my body.
But there was none. His magical mouth was gone from my clit. In a flash, my butt was lifted off the mattress. My legs were draped over both his shoulders and I felt it. A whoosh of air released from my lungs.
“Ohhh!” He slammed his dick inside me without a proper warning. He didn’t inch his way inside. He smashed into my tightness and I choked on my own saliva when he dove deep into my pussy until he couldn’t go any further.
My instincts try to push him off, but he had pressed all his weight into my body, making it impossible to move. I looked through my eyelashes and my knees were on the sides of my cheeks. He rested deep inside me and the pressure forced out a groan from him that vibrated throughout my body.
My hands clawed at the bedsheet. Zand pulled out of me just to ease his way back inside. His movements were slow and steady. His hips angled with precision to elicit the most sincere moans from my lips.
“Ahhh!” He glided in and out of my pussy, only pausing to rub my drenched walls and stir me into a frenzy. His moves were sensuous and calculated. Every subtle thrust was strategically placed to build on the previous one. I was climbing to my peak when he withdrew his dick and dropped my legs onto the bed. I was afraid to open my eyes and look up at him.
As if I weighed nothing, he rolled my body over until I was on my stomach. I drew my arms above my head and waited for his command.
“On your knees.”
I did as I was told and positioned myself into doggystyle. I shut my eyes tight when he inched his width inside me. He was thick and long and I could feel just how much by the tickle in my throat. He was pounding me deliberately, never moving too fast and never moving too slow. He was hammering just enough to coax breathy moans from my wet lips. It felt too good. I longed to savor this moment, but I knew he had the power to make me gush at his command.
Zand controlled my body as he controlled the bodies of the women that came before me. He didn’t want me to come, and he made sure to bring me right to the brink before pulling his heavy pole out of my choppy waters.
He opened my ass wide and gave a circular thrust into my under-used kitty. He took a huge chunk of my ass in his hand and twisted my skin until it burned. He took both his hands and smashed my ass cheeks together until I covered his dick with my skin.
“Oh, oh!” I yelled out as he hit the spot that was going to knock me out of this universe. This dick felt like the real deal and not that rubbery condom shit. This was different. This sex was making my eyes wet with tears. It felt raw, reckless and wild. My pussy was drooling and so was my mouth.
I couldn’t take this deep penetration any longer. My knees buckled and I screamed. “Ohhhhh! God!” Then my orgasm punched me in the chest and seeped out of my battered pussy.
I felt wetter than before. I felt warm liquid inside of me, but I was sure it was my cream and not Zand’s. He was wearing a condom. The aftershocks rocked my core, and Zand wrapped his arm around my body and held me close to him.
I was too tired to think, so I closed my eyes and opened them when I felt a warm wet cloth wipe the leakage from my ass and pussy. In seconds, I felt a sheet cover my naked body. Zand’s slid behind me. He pressed his body into my backside and his arm draped around me, holding me in a body-hugging embrace.
Being tired after sex was normal. Being awakened with apenis already inside you a little over an hour later was special. I thought the show was over. I was still exhausted from the first time around. I was too weak to throw my pussy back at him. He didn’t need my assistance. He was back inside me again. This time, he was kneading my breast and pinching my nipples as he shoved his member into my pussy while we lay on our sides.
This lazy orgasm made my pussy contract all over his dick. He held me so close in his arms he could break my bones. When he came, he released his firm grip, but not his total hold. He kissed the back of my neck and I was out.
That was until he was inside me again…
CHAPTER NINE
CHANEL
There was no sunlight to wake me the next morning. There was no light coming in through his basement apartment windows. The small rectangular windows were tinted with a dark film that seemed as thick as card stock paper. I felt a wave of unfamiliar emotions the next morning. I honestly didn’t even know if it was the next morning. It just felt like I’d slept a complete eight hours. Zand had sleeping pill gas in his dick.
He didn’t have a wall clock or an alarm clock anywhere in his bedroom. I needed to find my clothes, purse and cell phone. Getting out of his apartment was a priority. If I stayed too long, I would feel guilty even though I didn’t have a thing to feel guilty about. We were two consenting adults. This wasn’t something I did all the time. Hell, it wasn’t something I did at all.
