By David M. Bachman
He'd performed this once or twice earlier than. by way of now, he'd gotten it all the way down to a technological know-how - the search, the kill, and the alibi. This time was once no assorted than the other. in reality, she was once nearly making all of it too effortless for him. She appeared similar to the entire others prior to her: prepared, prepared, or even keen, even supposing what he had in brain for her was once now not what she anticipated. in spite of the fact that, appearances weren't everything...
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We laughed, and he yanked the jeans down over my hips, my panties with them. He unzipped his own fly, and I climbed onto the chair to straddle him. When he slipped inside me, he groaned and a little thrill shot through me at the sound. It might have been a while since the last time, but that proved no real hurdle for us that I could determine. I gripped the back of the chair to gain leverage, whimpering in frustration when it finally proved too difficult to raise and lower myself on him. “Hang on, sweetheart,” he rasped against my ear, and he lifted me in his arms as he rose.
The sky over the lake was a black-tinged blue, turning slowly golden near the eastern horizon. Some mornings he saw pink reflected on the clouds. Some mornings, the sun seemed to just appear; one moment it was night, the next, day, without him even noticing. It wasn’t something he’d ever experienced in his human life, definitely nothing he’d purposely hung around to watch in his vampire days. Usually, it put him in a great mood. Now, as the sun rose in the east, his gaze was drawn to the runway at the cliff’s edge.
I stood just for a moment, to pull down my jeans, and Nathan assisted with trembling hands. ” I laughed as he fumbled with the zipper. ” He looked embarrassed to admit it. ” We laughed, and he yanked the jeans down over my hips, my panties with them. He unzipped his own fly, and I climbed onto the chair to straddle him. When he slipped inside me, he groaned and a little thrill shot through me at the sound. It might have been a while since the last time, but that proved no real hurdle for us that I could determine.