phone and all the hotel bits on it and see that I am in Miami, Florida. Interesting. A city I have never been to or thought of going to. With a swish of my twirly, short black skirt, I turn on my heel and Astral to wherever Devon is. I land in a suite similar to the one I came from and scare the life out of him as he spots me.
“Christ, Liz. You scared the crap out of me,” he says, but with a smile as he comes to cuddle me. Oh my. This is a strong bond. He is dressed only in a towel and I think my mouth starts to water at the sight and feel of him. I wonder for a moment why he calls me Liz, but then tilt my head up for him to kiss me. He looks down at me in surprise and then drops his mouth to mine briefly. “I thought you were on hiatus,” he smirks.
I don’t know what that means, but I say, “I want you.” And it has the desired effect.
“It’s Tuesday,” he says slowly. “Isn’t there somebody else you should be propositioning first?” he adds slyly, but with humor.
Is there? I have no idea so I shrug and pull him towards me by the towel. “Kiss me,” I demand and he doesn’t need asking twice. My body responds to him eagerly and I want him, right now. I can already sense how these two feel about each other and it is driving me crazy with lust.
“Not here,” he says, pulling away. “Jess.” He shrugs almost apologetically and I realize he has someone else here with him. Jess. The pretty girl with the dark hair and blue eyes?
I Astral us back up to my suite without a word and don’t even wait to reach the bed before I pull him to me again, running my hands up his chest and into his hair. Oh, the need to touch him is strong. The need to have him touch me is stronger and I gasp as he runs his hands under my skirt. I pull him towards the bed and he shakes his head. “Not the bed, Liz,” he whispers before he kisses me again .
Why not? But I am all for a bit of adventure.
He picks me up and pushes me against the wall, ripping my panties off me at the same time. Oh, now that is a bold move. I like it. I like it a lot!
I pull on the towel so it drops to the floor and within seconds he is inside me.
“Oh, yes,” I moan as I feel him pushing into me. She definitely does have a type, this one: tall, gorgeous, and well endowed. I feel a rush go through me and I orgasm almost straight away. This bond of theirs is like nothing I have felt before. It is so different to the ones I have with Constantine and Sebastian.
He groans into my mouth as he feels me throbbing around him and he pulls back from his kisses to bite me. My heart speeds up as I feel his fangs in me and he groans again, sending vibrations going all through me. He releases me and looks into my eyes. “You taste different. More,” he whispers. “Powerful.” He closes his eyes and I want to bite him. Doesn’t seem like we are in a place where we need to ask, so I just do it and he comes instantly, thrusting into me as I suckle from him. Cherries, I think. Luscious, luscious cherries.
“Fuck, Lizzie. What was that?” he asks as he leans his forehead against mine. “Everything about you seems different.”
Oh dear. I really do need to try and act more like her .
“I was just anxious for you. I missed you,” I murmur against his lips.
“Anxious?” he murmurs back, but stops speaking as I delve my tongue into his mouth. I do like this side of me, all free and easy. He is ready for me straight away, as I expected, and muttering to him to let me please him, he drops me and steps back. I don’t give him the chance to question whatever it was that was forming in his mind as I push him to the bed and climb onto him. I take him with great abandon, relishing this role of another me. I know I am so restrained at home. It is the way it is. The way it is fitting for my station. Even when I am with both Constantine and Sebastian together, I don’t get to feel this and act this way. I let go completely and I am lost in her
Sable Hunter, Jess Hunter