Page 121 of My Sweet Vampire


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As soon as he’s gone, I fumble through the cleaning box in search of the spray polish. When I find it, I wipe down the desk, arrange the signing-in folders and do a general tidy up. Then I answer some emails and try hard not to think too much. The rest of the morning drags and by lunchtime, I’m bursting to escape the building and see Nick.

Just as I’m heading out the door my phone starts beeping. Excitedly, I flip it open and see a text from Nick:Take off your knickers and meet me at the front of the building in 5.

His wordscause a monumental swell of desire between my legs.Oh my gosh, this is so sexy.Checking that the coast’s clear, I hitch up my skirt, step out of my tights and knickers and put them in my coat pocket. Steeling myself, I head through the automatic doors into the street.I glance left and right.

No sign of him.

Did we definitely agree to meet at the front of the building?

Frowning, I open my phone and read the message again. No, it definitely says the front of the building. Just as I’m about to close the phone, another text comes through:Turn right and keep walking till you get to the stationary shop. You’ll see me very soon.

With a dirty big grin, I tighten my scarf and continue down the street at a steady pace, my stomach turning somersaults at the thought of what is to come.The air is bitterly cold and cuts into my cheeks like piano wire, but I don’t care. Nothing can stop me. I’m so excited a tsunami couldn’t prevent me from keeping this rendezvous.

I walk for another few minutes but still see no sign of him. Heart racing, I pull out my phone to call him, but before I get the chance, a powerful hand slips into mine and drags me down an alleyway. Pushing me against a wall, Nick throws himself on me, his arms spread-eagled as his body grinds hard against mine. I swoon at his touch, my head spinning with excitement. This feels like a dream, a crazy dream I never want to wake up from.

His hands are everywhere, pawing my skin, tearing at my clothes and breasts. It feels like an assault, but I absolutely love it. Locking his fingers in my hair, Nick tilts my face upwards to meet his gaze. His eyes burn with longing.

“You make me so crazy,” he growls. “It’s agony being away from. I’ve spent all day dreaming of this moment.”

Closing my eyes, I moan softly as his powerful arms wrap around me and lift me up as if I weighed nothing. Lowering his head, his mouth bites and scrapes my lips, eating me out with ravenous urgency. My whole body is on fire. I have no sense of time or space, only a soul-destroying void that needs to be filled.

Roughly, he slips up my skirt and seeks out the scorching-hot wetness there. I gasp as he rubs slow circles around my clit before burying one finger deep inside my pussy, causing an explosion of juices down my thighs.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me,” he rasps. “You need a good seeing to and I’m more than happy to oblige.” Rapidly, he starts to finger me, while simultaneously covering my face and lips with hungry kisses that rob me of sanity.

Someone rounds the corner and crosses to the other side of the alley. This is getting dangerous.

Whimpering with excitement, I shut my eyes and focus on the wonderful sensation down below. It feels so good having his fingers inside me, but my pussy is longing for something thicker and more substantial. This is a very sexy game we’re playing. The idea that we could be seen at anytime turns me on big time.

After a while, Nick withdraws his hand, bites my earlobe and whispers: “Are you ready for me?”

“Uh-huh.”

“How much do you want it?”

“So much.”

Unbuckling his trousers, he frees his huge throbbing cock and with one mind-blowing thrust, he’s inside me, buried so deep it’s like he’s splitting me in two. Back and forth he slams, stretching me beyond the point of no return. To outsiders, we have the appearance of lovers locked in an embrace, and it thrills me to know I’m secretly getting fucked in front of strangers.

With a low sigh of pleasure, I drop my head onto Nick’s chest as his huge throbbing shaft pounds into to me again and again. I’m completely full and loving every single minute. The bricks feel hard and rough against my spine but I don’t care. I feel alive,so bloody alive. With frightening strength, Nick fucks me harder, deeper, banging me so ferociously I’m seeing stars. I am dying in ecstasy, lost in a whirlwind of lust I never want to end.

At last, a nourishing warmth ripples through my body as Nick increases his thrusts, working me up into a crescendo of sparking fireworks. Bursts of juice coat his dick as I finally orgasm. I bite back a scream and he explodes inside of me. Still, he continues fucking through the tightness, elongating my climax longer than I’ve ever experienced.

Then, with a loud gasp, he falls away from me. Dazed and breathless, I slide my knickers and tights back on and smooth down my crumpled skirt. I’m completely and totally spent.

Smiling warmly, Nick wraps me in his coat and tenderly kisses my forehead. “I’m sorry baby, I’m going to have to love you and leave you. I’ve got an important meeting this afternoon so I’ll need to get back to the office. But I’ll see you back here at five and we’ll go Christmas shopping.”

“Yes,” I murmur, trying to keep my balance. “I’ll see you then.”

“I love you.”

“Love you too. So, so much.”

Taking my hand, he walks me back to my office.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Shopping In Bond Street

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