bother looking up, just waved his hand.
Amy reached over the bar, grabbing Luke’s hand, pulling him along behind her as she headed for the stairs. She all but ran, Luke’s boots thudding behind her. As soon as they were through the door, she spun herself into his arms, hands against his chest.
“Gee, Amy. You’d think it’s been ages since you’ve seen me instead of, what? Twenty-four hours?” His laugh was low; she felt the rumble in his chest, felt it against her hands.
“What can I say? You’re irresistible.” She worked at the buttons of his shirt, getting the first few undone, exposing an expanse of smooth skin over hard muscles.
“What can I say? You’re insatiable.” His hands were between them and Amy heard the almost simultaneous snap as he undid the buttons on their jeans.
“That I am…are you complaining?” She’d gotten his shirt off his arms, hands running over his chest, leaning in to lick one hard brown nipple. The shudder she got in response sent a wash of arousal through her body, and a corresponding itch in her fangs…the urge to bit. But not yet…
“Not in the least…just stating a fact.” Luke didn’t bother unbuttoning her shirt. She felt the fabric rip, heard buttons skipping across the hardwood floor.
“Oh, geez…slow down.” She gasped against his chest. “No, wait…never mind.”
Her breasts were in his hands, his fingers squeezing, thumbs skating over her hard nipples. She arched against him, moaning.
“Oh, fuck. I love that…” She looked down, watching his dark hands on her pale skin.
“How do you manage to stay so pale here in the dessert?” Not waiting for an answer, Luke bent his head, pulling one rosy nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
Amy looked down, watching as he drew her breast into her mouth, feeling the electric jolt that his mouth on her sent through her body. She wound her fingers through his hair, holding him against her as he sucked first one tit, then the other.
He finally pulled away, his eyes hooded. “As much as I could do this all day, darling, there’s other things we need to be attending to.”
With easy strength, Luke tipped her back onto the bed, tugging her jeans over her hips. His were already down and Amy wondered when that had happened and then forgot about them completely.
Luke pushed her up on the bed, claiming the space between her legs. She felt his cock pressing against her inner thigh, hot and hard, sliding further north. Spreading her legs for him, she rolled her hips up against his body, feeling his cock slide into her wet pussy.
“Oh, man…fuck, Amy. You’re hotter than outside. Shit…” Luke buried his face in her neck as he thrust into her. She could feel his lips on her neck, planting wet kisses. As he thrust harder, she felt his open mouth, teeth grazing her skin as he moaned against her flesh. If he were like me, this would be so fucking over the edge…he’d be biting me…
The thought of being bitten during sex made Amy shiver. There had been times, before she’d come to Harker Hill, back in the old days, when she’d had a vampire lover. They’d bite and suck each other for hours during sex, taking each other to unimaginable heights. But that vampire was long gone and she was here with Luke.
Luke had started a fire deep inside her body and she planted her feet on the bed, thrusting up hard against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. His thrusts were coming faster now, his breath ragged against her neck. She knew how this would go; his hips would start to jerk in that totally erotic way he had, short jabs from his long cock, then he’d go stiff, buried as far as he could in her cunt.
Even though they’d done this hundreds of times, she never grew tired of this, never got bored with Luke. It might have seemed the same on the outside, but every time felt different, lit a different fire, made her hot in a different way. She wondered what it would be like if they could spend more time
Amy reached over the bar, grabbing Luke’s hand, pulling him along behind her as she headed for the stairs. She all but ran, Luke’s boots thudding behind her. As soon as they were through the door, she spun herself into his arms, hands against his chest.
“Gee, Amy. You’d think it’s been ages since you’ve seen me instead of, what? Twenty-four hours?” His laugh was low; she felt the rumble in his chest, felt it against her hands.
“What can I say? You’re irresistible.” She worked at the buttons of his shirt, getting the first few undone, exposing an expanse of smooth skin over hard muscles.
“What can I say? You’re insatiable.” His hands were between them and Amy heard the almost simultaneous snap as he undid the buttons on their jeans.
“That I am…are you complaining?” She’d gotten his shirt off his arms, hands running over his chest, leaning in to lick one hard brown nipple. The shudder she got in response sent a wash of arousal through her body, and a corresponding itch in her fangs…the urge to bit. But not yet…
“Not in the least…just stating a fact.” Luke didn’t bother unbuttoning her shirt. She felt the fabric rip, heard buttons skipping across the hardwood floor.
“Oh, geez…slow down.” She gasped against his chest. “No, wait…never mind.”
Her breasts were in his hands, his fingers squeezing, thumbs skating over her hard nipples. She arched against him, moaning.
“Oh, fuck. I love that…” She looked down, watching his dark hands on her pale skin.
“How do you manage to stay so pale here in the dessert?” Not waiting for an answer, Luke bent his head, pulling one rosy nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
Amy looked down, watching as he drew her breast into her mouth, feeling the electric jolt that his mouth on her sent through her body. She wound her fingers through his hair, holding him against her as he sucked first one tit, then the other.
He finally pulled away, his eyes hooded. “As much as I could do this all day, darling, there’s other things we need to be attending to.”
With easy strength, Luke tipped her back onto the bed, tugging her jeans over her hips. His were already down and Amy wondered when that had happened and then forgot about them completely.
Luke pushed her up on the bed, claiming the space between her legs. She felt his cock pressing against her inner thigh, hot and hard, sliding further north. Spreading her legs for him, she rolled her hips up against his body, feeling his cock slide into her wet pussy.
“Oh, man…fuck, Amy. You’re hotter than outside. Shit…” Luke buried his face in her neck as he thrust into her. She could feel his lips on her neck, planting wet kisses. As he thrust harder, she felt his open mouth, teeth grazing her skin as he moaned against her flesh. If he were like me, this would be so fucking over the edge…he’d be biting me…
The thought of being bitten during sex made Amy shiver. There had been times, before she’d come to Harker Hill, back in the old days, when she’d had a vampire lover. They’d bite and suck each other for hours during sex, taking each other to unimaginable heights. But that vampire was long gone and she was here with Luke.
Luke had started a fire deep inside her body and she planted her feet on the bed, thrusting up hard against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. His thrusts were coming faster now, his breath ragged against her neck. She knew how this would go; his hips would start to jerk in that totally erotic way he had, short jabs from his long cock, then he’d go stiff, buried as far as he could in her cunt.
Even though they’d done this hundreds of times, she never grew tired of this, never got bored with Luke. It might have seemed the same on the outside, but every time felt different, lit a different fire, made her hot in a different way. She wondered what it would be like if they could spend more time
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