Page 43 of Sexual Appetites of Vampires

Night came much too fast for Lara and though there were hours left… they weren’t enough for her. She didn’t want to leave him, say good-bye and never see him again. But he had made no move to tell her how he felt, and he had to know how she felt. He had told her often enough how she was an open book to him. She could not believe he hadn’t heard her thoughts on how much she loved him. Yet he had said nothing about loving her, so what was she to do?

Enjoy.

She almost laughed at the thought, since she had been doing just that. Right now, she lay snuggled in his arms pretending to read a book just as he did, though he didn’t pretend. He was actually reading.

They had lingered in his bed talking after more than an hour of making love. Exhausted, yet more than satiated, they had talked of their childhoods and memories that brought laughter and some that brought tears. It had been so very intimate in more ways than one. And, of course, the sex had been...

A silent sigh spread through her, recalling how she had felt slipping him into her and riding him with such abandoned pleasure. And after she had an explosive climax, he had flippedher on her back and drove into her making her have one of those mind-blowing ones. She couldn’t imagine a more powerful climax, but then he hadn’t bitten her so she couldn’t really say.

“Your thoughts and your grinding softly against me will have you naked beneath me very soon.”

She stilled, and then with a smile continued to move against him.

He dropped his book along with hers and did exactly as he promised. And she wondered how it was that she could want him so frequently. Never, ever had she felt this way about sex. She could take it or leave it, but not with Michael. The more she had him, the more she wanted him.

They lay naked wrapped around each other on the couch when they finished, a blanket thrown across them.

“We should just stay naked for the rest of the night,” he said with a laugh, “since we’re both ravenous for each other.”

She wondered then if she had vampire blood in her somewhere since she realized that he was right. Her voracious sexual appetite matched his. And how she would appease it once they parted, she had no idea.

“Though I do think a nice formal supper in the dining room would be a good way to celebrate our time together.”

Our time together.

This was it. The hours were ticking away. Their time together would be done.

“Let’s make it a bit formal. Go have yourself a soak while I see to details and wear that lovely long skirt you look so delicious in.”

“Why? Do you plan on eating me?”

“Sweetheart, I intend on tasting every single inch of you tonight.”

How could her passion stir after she had just climaxed twice? Damn, if he hadn’t infected her with his insatiable sexual appetite and damn if she didn’t care—at least for the moment.

He roused them up off the couch and pointed her toward the door. “Go and meet me in the dining room in an hour.”

She scooped her clothes up, though didn’t bother to slip them on. She did, however, make sure to wiggle her naked butt at him as she walked out of the room. He was behind her in a second, and she let out a yelp when he slapped her bottom lightly and whispered, “This is the first place I intend to taste tonight.”

Her body quivered as it always did when his touches tempted, or his words excited. She didn’t say anymore, she hurried off and up to her room.

While her long, gray skirt was nice, she wished she had the little black dress she took everywhere with her when she traveled. She had two. One with long sleeves, low neckline, and snug to mid-thigh and the other was almost identical except it was sleeveless. Black high heel sandals went with it, both items fitting easily into her carry-on.

Carry-on!

She had brought her carry-on suitcase, and she hadn’t fully unpacked from her last trip. Could she have left the black dress in the zipper compartment in the back? She had thrown only a few things in the suitcase when she had packed for this short trip and had never bothered to check the back compartment.

She unzipped the section she had neglected to check before packing and smiled. Her long sleeve black dress and her shoe bag with the high-heel sandals were there. She pulled them out, shaking the few wrinkles as best she could from the black dress, then draping it over the chaise.

A smile spread across her face as she entered the bathroom to take a shower. At least she would leave him with a memory of her, that he just might not be able to forget.

Lara stared at herself in the mirror when she finished. She looked different. Did she dare say sexy? She had never thought of herself as sexy, but seeing herself now, she actually felt that she looked sexy. Or was it that she felt sexy, truly sexy, for the first time in her life?

It wasn’t her body that had changed; it was how she thought of herself that changed.

She wasn’t seeing her faults; she was viewing herself with confidence.

She ran her fingers through her auburn hair and gave it a shake, leaving it looking a bit untamed, and then she added a bright red lipstick to her lips. A last spritz of wild honey body spray and she went to join Michael for their last meal together.

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