Page 9 of Benjamin and the Thief

As he kissed her and caressed her breasts and somehow managed to loosen the bra and take it off her, moans and sighs bounced against the walls of the bedroom. She urged him to give her more, sliding her own hand to his butt to yank him closer, to make him realize that she wanted to feel more.

He finally seemed to have mercy on her and let go of her breasts to slide his hand down to her pants. Expertly, he undid the button and lowered the zipper. She was glad that she’d chosen one of her loose-fitting pants today, because it made it easier for him to pull them down to her feet and free her from them. A moment later, he did the same with her panties. He brought his hand to her pussy and slid it through her coarse hair until his fingers connected with her female folds. They were drenched in her own juices.

Benjamin ripped his lips from hers, and she too needed to take a deep breath.

“Damn, baby, you really need this, don’t you?”

She couldn’t get a single word over her lips. Nobody had ever acknowledged her need so openly, not even herself.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” he assured her.

He captured her lips once more, kissing her again, while farther below, he caressed her intimate flesh.

Holding this sensual woman in his arms and feeling her surrender to his touch was something Benjamin hadn’t expected tonight. In fact, he’d planned on returning to the office, eager to get busy after his boring out-of-town assignment. He had extra energy to burn and realized now that a busy night at the office wouldn’t have given him what he needed. Not by a long shot. Because this was what he needed: a beautiful woman in his arms. A woman who trusted him to take care of her. It felt like she was opening up to him like a flower in bloom, and he appreciated her willingness to surrender in his arms. He would make it worth her while.

He forced himself to go slow. This wasn’t a rush to the finish. Instead, he wanted to enjoy the journey with her. Her lips were receptive and yielded to his kiss, inviting him to explore the delicious caverns of her mouth. With his tongue, he licked along her teeth and sparred with its counterpart. She was an experienced kisser, and he loved the way she lured him to unleash more passion on her.

He wished he could ask her to lick along his canines, knowing that if she touched his fangs, the pleasure would be just as intense as if she were sucking his cock. But he couldn’t risk it: if she found out that he was a vampire, she would recoil in fear and disgust. Instead, he concentrated on her pleasure and tenderly caressed her pussy. She was wet, drenched in fact, attesting to her arousal. Her drugging scent drifted to his nose, and he inhaled her aroma. It sent a spear of lust through his body, making his cock even harder. His sensitive flesh pressed against the zipper of his pants, but he tried to ignore it. He wanted to make sure Catalina found her pleasure first, before he would go all caveman on her.

He explored her female folds, gathering the moisture that oozed from her and rubbing it over her clitoris. She gasped into his mouth, and he swallowed the sound greedily before he continued to lavish tender ministrations on her intimate organ. He’d always found that using his fingers to satisfy a woman was more successful than going down on her, because it allowed him to adjust his tempo and rhythm more precisely to what she needed. Catalina’s body was no different in this respect. With her moans and sighs and the movement of her hips, she showed him what she wanted and needed. She was easy to read, and he loved following the signals her body sent out. He fell into a rhythm that made her moan again and again.

Gasping for air, she ripped her lips from his, and he knew she was close. He sank his face into the crook of her neck. Her carotid artery drummed against her skin, and he placed his mouth over the spot. The reverberations sent a tingling sensation from his lips all the way to his heart.

Without any conscious effort, his fangs lengthened, and he found himself licking the sensitive spot, tasting the perspiration on her skin.

Beneath his fingers, he felt her shudder as she climaxed. Unable to control himself now, he drove his fangs into her neck before he even knew what he was doing. But it was too late to pull back now. The first drops of her blood were already filling his mouth, and all he could do was swallow the tasty liquid. He should withdraw his fangs now, but Catalina kept climaxing, and he knew her orgasm would continue for as long as he drank her blood. And she wouldn’t even become aware of what he was doing.

He knew it was wrong of him to bite her without her consent, but it felt so right at the same time. Fuck! He was weak! He should have had more control. Chastising himself, he withdrew his fangs and licked over the tiny incisions, making sure that all evidence of his bite would be gone within a few minutes.

His hand still on her pussy, he lifted his head and looked at her. Her eyes were closed, and a contented smile made her look even more beautiful than before.

Slowly, he shifted so he could get up. She opened her eyes immediately, her lips parting in protest.

When he put his hands to his pants to undress, she closed her mouth again, her protest snuffed out.

Once naked, he joined her on the bed. She parted her legs and invited him to roll over her.

He hovered over her for a moment, his rock-hard cock poised at her pussy, when she placed her hand on his chest to stop him.

“Condom,” she said.

Fuck! He’d almost forgotten about that pesky little thing.

He reared back. “Sorry. That totally slipped my mind.” And why wouldn’t it? He’d just tasted Catalina’s delicious blood and was practically drugged by it.

Taking a breath, he leaned over to the bedside table, opened the top drawer, and retrieved a condom. He opened the package and rolled the latex over his erection. It felt tight, even though it was the largest size available on the market.

When he looked back at Catalina, he noticed that she’d been watching him with her mouth open as if in awe.

“You’re big,” she murmured.

He gave her a reassuring smile. “That’s why I wanted you to come first. You’re more relaxed now.”

He brushed his lips over hers for a featherlight kiss.

“I loved what you did.”

“So did I,” he said. “But if you feel any discomfort, please tell me to stop, okay?”