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Authors: Selena Illyria

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“No sex. Not now. Home.” She groaned as he lifted the back of her skirt. Cool air brushed against the tops of her stocking clad legs. The fabric moved all the way up to caress the heated flesh of her ass. His fingers traced the cleft of her bottom. Up and down, stroking the skin, but not giving her what she needed. Rose pushed her hips back, asking without words for a more intimate touch. Draven disappointed her by removing his hand and stepping back. He didn’t bother with being discreet as he adjusted the large bulge in front of his pants before grabbing her hand.

“Office, food, presentation. Home and picnic dinner where I’ll spend all night eating you out. Vampire. I can hold my breath for a long time.” He gave her a wicked smile, his mercurial eyes glimmering like a shark’s.

She shuddered and nodded, unable to respond. Her pussy spasmed at the thought of being spread out, his head between her thighs as he worshipped her most intimate flesh, giving her orgasm after orgasm with his mouth alone.

He paused and turned back. “Then, once you can’t move, I’ll slide my cock inside you and fuck you until you’re hoarse.”

The low, husky sound of his voice enflamed her need. Again, the sense of his cock sliding into her rose up. She could feel his thickness stretching her, sliding in and out of her wet heat. Her wound pulsed in time with her heartbeat. She moaned again. “Need you.”

Draven shook his head. “Not here. Work.”

Rose almost asked to call it a day, but said nothing. Her self control was battling her desire, and the yearning was winning. She tried to ignore her aching breasts and the demanding throb of her clit. It was difficult. None of her past lovers had made her feel so needy. Her fingertips tingled, wanting to feel his skin. Her nipples beaded with need.

He pulled on her hand, and she followed him, remaining silent as he shut the door of his office behind them. The soft click of the door echoed around her head. It became difficult taking air into her lungs. She had to order herself to breathe normally or pass out. In a manner of seconds, the cool air of the room became heavy with sexual need as every nerve ending burned. Slick with desire, her pussy contracted. She felt empty. Longing for some relief, Rose glanced around the office hoping to spot the door to the bathroom.

Draven slipped past her, grabbing her hand as he went, and guided her to his desk. On numb feet, every step felt weighted down as the desire coiled into a small ball in her stomach. The press of his palm against hers sent an electric shock up her arm to ping around her body.

“Draven—”

He sat down and pulled her onto his lap. He grabbed the hem of her skirt and yanked it up until it was around her waist. She spread her legs without protest and moaned at the first touch of his fingers ghosting over the damp crotch of her panties.

“Said no sex in the office, but this is masturbation.” He pressed soft kisses down her neck, nipping the skin over her pulse before pressing a soft touch to the hollow under her ear. She reached out and gripped the edge of his desk as she began to shake with want.

“So wet, baby. Fuck, you smell good.” He added more pressure, teasing her clit with a harder touch. Through the damp silk, he rubbed the aching bundle with his thumb while rocking his fingertips against her covered entrance, teasing her. She moved with him, pushing her hips forward.

Rose lifted an arm and wrapped it around his neck. With her free hand, she stroked and pinched her nipple through the thin fabric of her blouse. A gasp was torn from her when he pushed the wet fabric aside to touch her.

“So wet. So hot.” He pushed three fingers inside of her. She moaned and tightened her vaginal muscles around the invasion. Draven pressed down on her clit as he finger fucked her. The wet sounds of his fingers mingled with soft grunts and groans. He moved against her, his erection stroking her ass. “Need you, home. Want to fuck you now.”

“Then fuck me.” She gasped when his fingers curled inside of her. The tips stroked her G-Spot and set off an avalanche of sensations that shuddered through her. Her orgasm grew until it felt too big for her body to contain. Grabbing handfuls of his hair, she held on, anchoring herself to something solid and real as his fingers moved faster and faster.

When his fangs traced her neck, without hesitation she tilted her head to the side, allowing him free access. “Please,” she pleaded.

Draven muttered something she didn’t understand before tracing his fangs along her jugular once more and bit down. She screamed. Her body bucked, and pain and pleasure clashed into each other. The darkness was back, pulling her under. Fire sizzled along her nerve endings as small explosions burst inside of her. This time she wasn’t falling, but felt weightless. She was aware of his fangs pulling out of her throat. He lapped at the wound, setting off small electric sparks with each touch. His fingers continued to drive into her. Her body tensed. A stillness took over before she came, crying out. Draven released her clit, but continued to finger fuck her. She came again and again, shaking as the pleasure consumed her.

“Later, going to be inside of you. Going to make you scream,” he murmured as he pressed hard kisses along her neck.

As the desire ebbed, she turned over, placing her forehead on his desk. Panting, she tried to keep her eyes open. Sweat slipped between her breasts, down her back, and over her face. Her hand was still curled around the edge of his desk. Her nerve endings tingled as he withdrew his hand. The maelstrom within her died away leaving a smoldering pile of embers.

“So beautiful and all mine,” he murmured. All she could do was nod. Her body felt like jelly. She had a hard time focusing.

A gentle knock at the door jolted her into action. Draven wrapped his arms around her and picked her up. She didn’t protest as she allowed him to carry her across the room.

“Can you stand, baby?” He placed a kiss on her temple and continued to hold her around the middle.

Nodding, she felt him lower her to the ground. When her feet touched, for a moment, she was sure her legs would give out. She reached out her arms, placed her hands against the wall and leaned on it for support as she found her balance. Once she was sure she could stand without assistance, she nodded, and he let go. The knock sounded again.

Draven didn’t look the least bit concerned about the person at the door. Instead, his focus was on her. He reached over and turned a knob; the door swung open. “Bathroom.”

With small steps she moved toward it until she was sure she could walk normally. Once inside, she shut the door and leaned on it for support. With a sigh, she slid down the hard wood and let her head drop forward.

“He’s going to screw me up, I just know it. Somehow that man will get me naked in public.” The idea had her nerve endings tingling and her pussy tightening in response.

“Sluts, all of you are sluts,” she groused. Her body’s response was to heat up. “For fuck sake, he’s turned me into a nympho.”

 

 

Chapter Seven

 

Draven licked Rose’s cream off his fingers, taking a moment to savor the salty, tangy taste. Desire shuddered through his body. His cock jumped in his pants and, for a moment, he contemplated the ramifications of saying screw it and following her into the bathroom. The knock came again. Sighing, he went to his desk and extracted some wet naps from a drawer before answering the door. He prayed it was good news. Bracing himself for word of another body or some sort of emergency, he opened the door to find, much to his relief, a deliveryman with bags of food.

“Hey, Nate, how much?” Draven greeted him.

Nate grinned and handed over a large carton of food and drinks. “Thirty-seven fifty.”

Draven dug his wallet out of his back pocket and handed him a fifty. “Keep the change and thank Allison for opening up her kitchen for me. I know the restaurant is under construction, but there’s no one else I’d rather get food from.”

Nate grinned. “No prob. Mom was getting antsy not being able to cook like she usually does.”

Draven nodded. “Tell her to give me a call about catering for the Ball. I’ll talk to the organizers; see if we can make it an international affair.”

Nate’s eyes lit up. “Oh really! That’d be wicked, man. She’d love that.”

“How’s college going? Good? They giving you a hard time?”

Nate shook his head. “No. Everything is great. I love it. Thank you for the scholarship. My family owes you one.”

Draven grinned as pride filled him. “No need for thanks. I just gave you the application and then put it with the right people to look it over. You earned it yourself.”

Nate ducked his head with a blush staining his cheeks. The soft, tangy scent of embarrassment wafted through the air along with the sweet smell of pride. He shook head. “No, I’m not that smart to get into DCU.”

Draven bit back a harsh retort. Instead, he reached out and gripped the young man’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze. “Yes, you are. Don’t put yourself down. You’re an intelligent young man and very good at sports. But most of all you’re creative. I can see your art being put up in the DC Art Institute.”

Nate lifted his head, eyes wide. “Really?”

Draven smiled. “Yup, and I’m not just saying that. I’ve gotten a lot of compliments on that painting you did for me.”

Draven nodded toward a large floor to ceiling painting of a bird’s eye view of Draven’s Crossing done in an abstract style with bright colors. Many people who’d come into his office had admired it. “A few people wanted to buy it off of me. I turned them down, of course. A little birdie told me that there’s a competition going on for a few spots in the summer courses at the
Fondazione di Studi Storia dell’Arte
. I’ll make a deal with you; I’ll pay for you to go if you make straight A’s this semester.”

Nate’s eyes grew wider. Draven didn’t mention that he’d had a conversation with the school’s head of admissions when the school year started about securing a spot for Nate. The admissions director and dean all seemed to think that Nate had talent but needed a bit more polish, and they would be honored to have him with them.

“But—but—that’s a lot of money,” Nate sputtered.

“And I’m a vampire who’s been around a long time. Think about it.” The sound of the doorknob turning drew his attention back to Rose. “Now off with you. I have a lunch meeting to get to. Think about what I said.”

Nate’s head bobbed. The young man whirled around and rushed down the hallway.

“You’ve already secured a spot for him, haven’t you?” Rose came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

Draven shut the door and sucked in a breath as her hand molded around his erection, stroking him through the thin fabric. He gritted his teeth as pleasure splintered and burst along his spine. The need from before flared to life like a match to dry tinder. He groaned aloud when she gave him a squeeze. She slid her other hand between his legs to caress and massage his balls through his pants, while she continued tormenting his shaft.

“If you don’t stop…”

She cut off his words by pressing herself more firmly against his back. “You’ll come? I’d prefer if you did that in my mouth or my pussy.”

“Minx.” He groaned when she released both his cock and balls and undid his belt. She pulled down his zipper and slid her hand into the opening. He hissed when her fingers made contact with his shaft.

“Mmm, so hot, and yet so soft. Wonder how it would feel in my mouth? Wonder how you’d taste. Should we find out?”

A whimper floated into the air, and he was shocked to realize that the sound had come from him. Taking a step away from her, he placed the box of food on a nearby table, redid his fly and secured his belt. “Can’t. Later.”

Ignoring the throbbing in his balls, he focused on trying to get through the meeting without throwing her to the ground and fucking her senseless. Giving her an orgasm had satisfied a small part of him. It had been important to him to take the edge off of her sexual desire so they could work together. Now he was the one struggling and needing release.

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