In Blood and Worth Loving (5 page)

She inhaled sharply.

He smiled. Eating pussy was even more enjoyable with a passionate, sensual woman like Brandi. Lifting his head, he watched his seed trickle down her warm, dark ass cheeks. What a beautiful sight.

He eased a finger into her pussy and gently fingered her.

“Oh…”

He added a second finger. As he finger fucked her, he rained biting kisses against her wet, warm, fragrant cunt. Knowing she was full of his blood-drenched seed heightened his pleasure.

She moaned softly, lifting her legs to rest across his shoulders. “
Adrian
…oh….Adrian…”

He liked the way she murmured his name while thrusting her hips off the pillow to push her pussy into his face.

Removing his fingers from her pussy, he gripped her hips and settled between her legs. He ate her with a slow enjoyment, savoring the wonderful sensation of feeling his tongue sliding deep into a pussy full of his blood and cum, and mingled with her pungent natural juices.

She locked her legs around him and rocked herself against him.

Damn. He liked that. He lost himself in a world where there was only the exquisite scent and taste of her pussy and warmth of her thighs around his face. Her soft, gasping moans as she came fueled his own passions and he groaned, thrusting his tongue deep into her pussy.

She fell back against the bed and allowed her legs to fall away from him.

Still hungry for her, he rose, slid his cock deep into her pussy, and lay between her thighs with his face against her neck.
 

She put her arms around him, pressing her soft, warm lips against his hair.

After enjoying the enchantment of lying with her for several minutes, he extended his arms to take his weight off her.
  

Her eyes were closed. A warm, beautiful smile curved her lips. She had such beautiful skin and was so sensual; he found it difficult to believe he was only her fourth lover. He glanced down at her large breasts protruding from her bra. His cock pulsed. The need to fuck her again surged through him.

Reminding himself that she was human and might need to rest before they fucked again did little to rein in his passion. He ejaculated inside her to help keep her moist so he could fuck her again without removing his cock.

His concern for her comfort annoyed him. They were sharing a weekend tryst. What was it about her that made him want to extend himself for her and made him want to treat her as something other than an easy, albeit exquisite lay? He needed to regain his grip on reality—immediately.
   

Feeling sexy and wanton, Brandi smiled up at him, cupping her hands over his tight ass. “Lie on me,” she invited. “I want to feel your weight on me this time.”

“Oh, you do?”

Lying under him with his cock still inside her felt wonderful. She nodded, caressing his ass. “Yes. I do.”

He responded by pulling out of her.

She frowned, rolling onto her side. “
Adrian
?”

He lay on his side for a moment before he got out of bed.

She sat up. “What’s wrong?”

He turned to give her a long, cool look. “What’s wrong is you seem to think I’m interested in you and or your pleasure.”

Great. They were back to square one. “And?”

“And I’m not.”

She blinked up at him. “You’re not?”

“No. I’m not.”

“Charming.” She flashed him a brief smile.

He turned to cross the room and quickly pulled on his clothes.

Brandi sighed. Clearly she had miscalculated and overestimated his interest in her. She should cut her losses and ask him to take her home. But if she did, she might never get another opportunity to share a weekend with a truly bad boy.

Despite his rekindled anger, sex between them had been explosive. And for her, at least, it had felt special. Was it just wishful thinking on her part to think he might share that view? If not, why had he held her so tenderly after sex? She got out of bed. His semen rolled from her pussy and down her thigh. She blushed and cupped a hand between her legs.

“
Adrian
?”

He tossed a cool glance over his shoulder before he walked towards the bedroom door.

“
Adrian
!”

He turned. “What?”

“What’s wrong? Where are you going?”

“I’m leaving.”

“You’re leaving? Now?”

“Yes. Now.”

Apparently he wasn’t one to linger after sex. “But I need time to shower and dress,” she protested.

“You can take as much time as you like after I leave.”

“After
you
leave? You mean alone? You’re leaving alone?”

“Yes. I’m leaving alone.”

She rushed across the room to press her naked body against his back as he reached for the doorknob.

He stiffened.

She slipped her arms around him and slid her palms down to rub against his cock.

“Stop that!”

She brushed her cheek against his back. “You can’t leave yet. Rayna said you would take me home—after we’d spent the weekend together.” She unzipped his pants.

He swore softly, but made no effort to stop her.

Reaching into the slit in his briefs, she closed her fingers around his erect cock. She eased his shaft outside his briefs and pants so that it protruded in front of his body. She gently pumped him.

“Shit!”

She smiled, cupping a hand over his big balls, heavy with cum she was eager to feel him shooting inside her.

He stepped away from her before he spun around to grip her wrists. “I told you to stop!”

Stop? With his beautiful cock fully erect and just inches from her aching pussy? “Stop what?” As she spoke, she moved closer. She linked her arms around his neck, pressing her breasts against his chest and her pussy against the head of his cock.

He shuddered.

She wiggled her hips until she felt the big cock head seeping pre-cum against her pussy. She reached down, closed her fingers around him, and guided him between her outer pussy lips. “Take me,” she encouraged in a shameless voice. “Fuck me again, my handsome
Adrian
.”

“I’m not your anything!”

Damn him! She shoved her hips forward, then gasped and closed her eyes as she felt his hard length sliding into her. She paused, only partially impaled on him. “Slide the rest of your sugar dick in deep,
Adrian
.”

For one sweet moment, she had visions of spending the rest of the night on her back with her legs spread wide, full of hot, hard, vampire cock.

He swore, wrapped his arms around her, and thrust his hips forward, driving the rest of his sugar dick into her greedy, achy pussy.

She shuddered, arching into him. “Oh, God, that’s it. Give me every inch.” She dug her nails in his ass. “Your cock is so good!”

She savored a few long, deep thrusts of his cock before he suddenly put his hands on her waist and pushed her off his cock.

She reached out a hand. “
Adrian
…”

He shook his head while pushing his cock back inside his briefs and sliding up his zipper. “Stop trying to seduce me! It won’t work.”

She thought better of reminding him that she’d already seduced him once and had come close to it a second time.

Almost as if he’d read her mind, he narrowed his gaze and shook his head. “Don’t push your luck. And be thankful I’m prepared to leave without ravishing you.”

She sucked in a breath and leaned forward to rub her pussy against his body. “I came here expecting and wanting you to ravish me.”

He pushed her away. “You’re a supposedly intelligent female.” He gave her a long, cold stare. “Do I look as if I’m interested in ravishing you?”

There was no misunderstanding that look or his words. Her cheeks burned and she lifted her chin to stare up into his eyes. “You liked the idea well enough just minutes ago!”

“Since you appear to be incapable of grasping the obvious, let me be blunt. Don’t flatter yourself.”

She swallowed hard, hurt and humiliated by the unexpected rejection. “You get what you want and then you go out of your way to be unkind? Obviously you were absent when manners and charm were taught.”

“If I were you, Ms. Knight, I’d leave well enough alone before I’m really unkind.”

It was hard to reconcile this cold male with the one whose passion had nearly consumed her. But he’d made his lack of further interest in her painfully clear.

She turned and rushed across the room to the bed. She pulled the cover up over her nude body. “What about me?”

He stood at the door, staring at her. “What about you?”

“You can’t just leave me in the middle of the woods at night.”

“Why not? That’s how I found you.”

Damn if he wasn’t oozing charm. “How am I supposed to get back to Philly?”

He curled his top lip back, revealing his incisors. “Ask me if I give a flying fuck where you go or how you get there! The next time you want a romp with a stranger, maybe you should bring your own car,” he suggested.