Thirst
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“No. You’re just right,” she purred.
“So are you,” he groaned soulfully. “Damn, you feel good. I wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world.”
“Tell me,” she whispered hotly, “do all vampires give off electric sensations when they’re kissing and touching?”
“Is that what you feel?” he asked, looking surprised.
“Yes. All over. Everywhere. My whole body is alive like a wire. And now that you’re inside of me, I’m twitching with the sensation.”
A contented smile spread across his lips. “I knew you were special. From the moment I met you, I knew you were extraordinary. Now you’ve proven it true.”
“How so?”
“I’ll explain another time. Right now, I just want to feel you and give you pleasure.”
“Yes, please,” she breathed out.
He withdrew from her slightly, then thrust back up inside her. She gasped as a tingling sensation skipped across her clit and her cervix. Another thrust and she was swooning. She moaned with her pleasure and he chuckled.
“Feels good?”
“Beyond good,” she agreed.
“For me too. Now hold on. Things are going to get a little wild.”
“Ooh. That sounds fun.”
“Oh, it will be,” he promised.
He grasped hold of her firmly, braced his feet against the floor and crushed his mouth down onto hers. Then he surged up into her, pinning her hips to the wall of the elevator. He withdrew and thrust again. Suddenly he was in a hard, heated rhythm, each inward stroke rocking her body. He had a hand on her bottom, holding her up along with the rest of his body; he wedged his free hand between them and stroked her with his thumb in taunting circles and teasing flicks. She cried out, but his mouth was there to muffle the sound. He caught her excitement against his tongue with pleasure.
Things grew increasingly hot and frantic from there. She tightened her legs around him, as if she could get him even farther inside of her, while his thrusts tried to do the same. Renee began to fall into an abyss of pleasure; her whole body wired with it and the electrical current seemed to intensify as their frenetic pace increased. The most intense electric sensation was where he touched her clit. Soon she couldn’t take it anymore and she crested in an explosion of eroticism and sparks. She came so hard he had no hope of silencing her…and anyway he was far too focused on his own pleasure. It clawed through him as he felt and heard her come, giving way to a mind-blowing orgasm that left him grinding his teeth to keep himself quieter than she had been.
She went weak and limp against the wall, her head ringing and pounding with her elevated blood pressure.
Ringing and pounding.
The elevator alarm was ringing and someone was pounding off in the distance. Against a door nearby perhaps. Renee sucked in a breath of reality and shock.
“Oh my god. We have to get dressed!”
“In a second,” he said lazily, kissing her at her temple. “I want to take a moment to enjoy this.”
“We don’t have a moment. Please,” she pleaded with him. “This is where I work.”
He met her worried eyes and gave her an understanding nod but he felt immediately bereft as she unwrapped her legs from around him. She scrambled down to the floor and found her panties, sweeping them up her legs as fast as he could blink. Then her jeans followed suit. They were both tucking their shirts in when they looked at each other. Renee was stepping into her shoes when Rafe hit the emergency stop button. She hastily smoothed a hand through her hair and then did the same to him. He smiled and caught her hand to kiss her palm, but she jerked away and took two steps back when the elevator came to a stop. The doors opened to a crowd of people. There were two elevators in the bank servicing the building, but taking one out of service always backed things up.
Instead of offering excuses or explanations or fumbling for some kind of apology that would give away their guilt, Renee just announced, “I’m glad that’s over!” and grabbed him by the hand and led him out through the crowd. It wasn’t the right floor, so she led him to the stairs nearby and scanned her ID card for access to the stairwell. They were hurrying down the stairs moments later and Rafe began to chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” she asked, without looking at him. She was focused on her travels down the stairwell.
“I don’t know if I ought to be insulted.”
“Why? Because we didn’t snuggle afterward? We were in an elevator. An elevator that services one of the busiest precincts in New York City!”
“No. I meant ‘I’m glad that’s over!’ ” he said with another chuckle.
“Oh.” She colored a little then laughed herself before meeting his eyes. “You know I didn’t mean that. I didn’t mean you. Us.” She sobered then. “I don’t want us to be over.”
He grew serious as well, taking her hand in his and drawing her close. They had come to a halt on the stairs and he wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and pulled her forward until their lips met. The kiss was hungry and tinged with desperation. “It won’t be over,” he whispered against her lips. “You’ll do fine. All you have to do is remember to be honest. They will be able to see through lies. You simply have to gain their trust the same way you gained mine. By being yourself.”
“Yes, but you had motivations that they don’t have. Unless you want me to seduce them. Are they all men? I guess I could do a woman too if it came down to it.”
Rafe smiled down at her. He couldn’t help himself. She was being completely serious, and yet funny as hell.
“They are all men and you only have to seduce them into believing you are sincere and trustworthy. A little charm can’t hurt.” He then stepped down onto the next landing and urged her to follow him. He could tell her head was filled with worries other than where to put her feet, so he guided her safely down the next flight. They reached the garage level he had parked in and they exited the stairwell.
She was wrapped up in her thoughts as he opened the car door and urged her into the passenger seat. He buckled her in, but before he could pull away and close the door, she came to her senses and grabbed hold of his face with her hands. She held him still as she searched his face, for what he didn’t know, but she seemed to find it. She smiled softly at him, meeting his eyes so directly he felt his chest tighten. She was by far the most breathtaking woman he had ever known. He wasn’t sure why he felt that way. There had to be others more beautiful, more clever…
“So are you,” he groaned soulfully. “Damn, you feel good. I wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world.”
“Tell me,” she whispered hotly, “do all vampires give off electric sensations when they’re kissing and touching?”
“Is that what you feel?” he asked, looking surprised.
“Yes. All over. Everywhere. My whole body is alive like a wire. And now that you’re inside of me, I’m twitching with the sensation.”
A contented smile spread across his lips. “I knew you were special. From the moment I met you, I knew you were extraordinary. Now you’ve proven it true.”
“How so?”
“I’ll explain another time. Right now, I just want to feel you and give you pleasure.”
“Yes, please,” she breathed out.
He withdrew from her slightly, then thrust back up inside her. She gasped as a tingling sensation skipped across her clit and her cervix. Another thrust and she was swooning. She moaned with her pleasure and he chuckled.
“Feels good?”
“Beyond good,” she agreed.
“For me too. Now hold on. Things are going to get a little wild.”
“Ooh. That sounds fun.”
“Oh, it will be,” he promised.
He grasped hold of her firmly, braced his feet against the floor and crushed his mouth down onto hers. Then he surged up into her, pinning her hips to the wall of the elevator. He withdrew and thrust again. Suddenly he was in a hard, heated rhythm, each inward stroke rocking her body. He had a hand on her bottom, holding her up along with the rest of his body; he wedged his free hand between them and stroked her with his thumb in taunting circles and teasing flicks. She cried out, but his mouth was there to muffle the sound. He caught her excitement against his tongue with pleasure.
Things grew increasingly hot and frantic from there. She tightened her legs around him, as if she could get him even farther inside of her, while his thrusts tried to do the same. Renee began to fall into an abyss of pleasure; her whole body wired with it and the electrical current seemed to intensify as their frenetic pace increased. The most intense electric sensation was where he touched her clit. Soon she couldn’t take it anymore and she crested in an explosion of eroticism and sparks. She came so hard he had no hope of silencing her…and anyway he was far too focused on his own pleasure. It clawed through him as he felt and heard her come, giving way to a mind-blowing orgasm that left him grinding his teeth to keep himself quieter than she had been.
She went weak and limp against the wall, her head ringing and pounding with her elevated blood pressure.
Ringing and pounding.
The elevator alarm was ringing and someone was pounding off in the distance. Against a door nearby perhaps. Renee sucked in a breath of reality and shock.
“Oh my god. We have to get dressed!”
“In a second,” he said lazily, kissing her at her temple. “I want to take a moment to enjoy this.”
“We don’t have a moment. Please,” she pleaded with him. “This is where I work.”
He met her worried eyes and gave her an understanding nod but he felt immediately bereft as she unwrapped her legs from around him. She scrambled down to the floor and found her panties, sweeping them up her legs as fast as he could blink. Then her jeans followed suit. They were both tucking their shirts in when they looked at each other. Renee was stepping into her shoes when Rafe hit the emergency stop button. She hastily smoothed a hand through her hair and then did the same to him. He smiled and caught her hand to kiss her palm, but she jerked away and took two steps back when the elevator came to a stop. The doors opened to a crowd of people. There were two elevators in the bank servicing the building, but taking one out of service always backed things up.
Instead of offering excuses or explanations or fumbling for some kind of apology that would give away their guilt, Renee just announced, “I’m glad that’s over!” and grabbed him by the hand and led him out through the crowd. It wasn’t the right floor, so she led him to the stairs nearby and scanned her ID card for access to the stairwell. They were hurrying down the stairs moments later and Rafe began to chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” she asked, without looking at him. She was focused on her travels down the stairwell.
“I don’t know if I ought to be insulted.”
“Why? Because we didn’t snuggle afterward? We were in an elevator. An elevator that services one of the busiest precincts in New York City!”
“No. I meant ‘I’m glad that’s over!’ ” he said with another chuckle.
“Oh.” She colored a little then laughed herself before meeting his eyes. “You know I didn’t mean that. I didn’t mean you. Us.” She sobered then. “I don’t want us to be over.”
He grew serious as well, taking her hand in his and drawing her close. They had come to a halt on the stairs and he wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and pulled her forward until their lips met. The kiss was hungry and tinged with desperation. “It won’t be over,” he whispered against her lips. “You’ll do fine. All you have to do is remember to be honest. They will be able to see through lies. You simply have to gain their trust the same way you gained mine. By being yourself.”
“Yes, but you had motivations that they don’t have. Unless you want me to seduce them. Are they all men? I guess I could do a woman too if it came down to it.”
Rafe smiled down at her. He couldn’t help himself. She was being completely serious, and yet funny as hell.
“They are all men and you only have to seduce them into believing you are sincere and trustworthy. A little charm can’t hurt.” He then stepped down onto the next landing and urged her to follow him. He could tell her head was filled with worries other than where to put her feet, so he guided her safely down the next flight. They reached the garage level he had parked in and they exited the stairwell.
She was wrapped up in her thoughts as he opened the car door and urged her into the passenger seat. He buckled her in, but before he could pull away and close the door, she came to her senses and grabbed hold of his face with her hands. She held him still as she searched his face, for what he didn’t know, but she seemed to find it. She smiled softly at him, meeting his eyes so directly he felt his chest tighten. She was by far the most breathtaking woman he had ever known. He wasn’t sure why he felt that way. There had to be others more beautiful, more clever…
