Della Carter has gone one whole week without the strong, skilled touch of Kristof. Every waking moment, even her daydreams have been filled with memories of his hard, muscled body and the things he did to her. Just as she wonders if she will ever see her mystery man again, Kristof calls and beckons her to his home.
Kristof tries to get some measure of Della but before long he finds her sexy, delicious curves irresistable. Della soon finds herself willing to pay any price to fulfill the vampire's desire.
Excerpt: In the blackness of my eyelids I see Kristof’s eyes staring back at me. Lust and hunger blaze from them, they urge me onward to do what he wants me to do. How can I disobey?
My hands are now Kristof’s. I dare not open my eyes and break the illusion. Go on, echoes in my mind.
I continue to twist and tease my nipples until the throbbing wetness between my legs becomes impossible to ignore. My hand slides down my soft, hot skin over my round belly through my downy patch and finally onto my pulsing clit.
Usually, it’s far too sensitive for me to touch directly like this but it’s what he wants me to do and somehow that makes it feel fine. Yes, reverberates in my mind. It’s so wet now that my fingers keep sliding off of it. Slowly, I work them in circles around the needy nub until my wetness is running in streams down my leg. The urge, no the need to come is stronger than anything I have ever felt doing this on my own.
WARNING: This 6,000+ word story contains graphic language, hot oral sex, mind blowing sex, and explicit descriptions of the effects on the body of a voluptuous sex starved woman when controlled by a hungry dominant vampire.