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My hands tightened into fists as I swallowed back the moan that threatened to fall from my lips. If he was trying to kill me with his impromptu striptease, he was well on his way.

Stefan was taking his time pushing the denim over his narrow hips and long, muscular legs until he stepped out of them and stood before me, magnificently naked.

“Tell me what you see.”

My mouth was dry, my voice a husky whisper. “I see you, Stefan. The only man I’ll ever love.”

He rolled his sea blue eyes in mock frustration. “Tell me what you really see, vackra. I can read your thoughts, yet I long to hear you describe to me what you see when you look at me.”

Nervously tucking my damp hair behind my ear, my eyes swept over him. I approached him carefully and knelt before him, placing my hands on his ankles and moving them upward slowly, delicately. “Your legs. They’re long and muscular.” My fingers gripped his thighs, palming them tightly. “I love to see the way your jeans cling to your thighs.”

“Go on,” his voice was clipped as I glanced up at him. His eyes were impassive and he had on his familiar poker face.

Feeling bolder, my hands moved to his ass, fondling the tight cheeks lovingly. “Your ass. I love to see you coming, but I love to watch you walk away. This,” I pinched his ass. “Is one of my favorite things to look at.”

Standing up, I let my hands glide up his the smooth planes of his back, my hands drifting across each one of his broad shoulders to circle around his hard, solid chest.

“Your shoulders. I love to watch them move when you fuck me, every muscle flexing…” I exhaled softly, blowing my breath against his skin. “And your chest… I want to lick every inch of it.” My fingertips barely were touching him as I pressed my mouth against one of his pale pink nipples, deliberately arching away so only my hands and lips were touching him.

He swallowed roughly and flinched, but his face remained inscrutable. Only his eyes betrayed him. They were growing heavy-lidded and dark, the pupils eclipsing the pale blue.

I didn’t stop. I couldn’t if I tried. Bending slightly, my tongue flickered out to lick small trails down his torso until I reached his stomach. My tongue caressed each rippled muscle, my teeth nibbling and scraping across them. They involuntarily contacted under my touch, leaving me to smile against his satiny skin. I let the pads of my fingers run over the sharp V muscles that dipped to his hips, noticing out of the corner of my eye how his hands repeatedly clenched and unclenched, yet he didn’t say or a word or make any other effort to move.

Reaching out and stroking his hard cock, I let my fingernails lightly graze over his impressive length. “Oh, and this. This is one of my favorite things. I love to feel this buried inside of me. Do you like to feel your cock buried inside of me, Stefan?”

He drew in a harsh breath, his heavy cock twitching in my hand. The rest of his body remained immobile.

Standing to my full height, I took a chance meeting his scorching gaze. Smiling smugly, I feigned a look of surprise. Making my voice a purr, I leaned closer. “Cat got your tongue?”

Releasing my grip on his shaft, my hands ran over his and up each one of his long arms, over his large, sinewy forearms and bulging biceps. “I forgot about your arms. They keep me safe, they comfort me. But most of all, I love to watch watch every muscle ripple. Especially when..”

“Enough!” Stefan’s voice was a strangled grunt. He closed his eyes and swallowed twice before opening his eyes and fixing his burning, black gaze on me again.

His hands reached for me and I was able to escape, using the speed I’d gained to my advantage. I was across the room, my back plastered against the wall. I’d put my want and need on the back burner as I teased and pleased him with my words and my hands. Now the full force of my arousal hit me and I was suddenly aware of the wetness that had made my inner thighs slick. It was the craving that was making me tremble with that very want and need I’d selflessly denied myself to please him.

His mouth quirked, either in amusement or in his thoughts of revenge. Either way, I didn’t mind. Curious to see his plans, I mentally tried to read his thoughts, but he had them intentionally safeguarded. That could only mean I’d have hell to pay. A blissful, delectable punishment I’d accept since I’d only followed through with what he asked me to do. He’d wanted me to tell him, to describe what I saw when I looked at him.

Mission accomplished.

He pointed at me and then gestured down to the floor. Cautiously walking closer until we were inches apart, I craned my neck to look into his face, my breath hitching when I saw the desire that had hardened the lines on his face. He was all predator now, primed to claim what was his. I could see his eyes making calculations, watching my movements and planning his attack.

“My delectable little vixen,” he mused darkly. "You have become so bold. And you are truly beautiful, Josephine. I cannot get enough of you.”

With hands so fast I didn’t see them move, he reached out for me and drew me against him. His body felt warm and solid and I rubbed my face against the soft hair on his chest, my hands gripping his ass eagerly.

We fell back against the bed with me on top of him, straddling him. Stefan’s head raised to kiss and suckle on my breasts hungrily, his dull human teeth nibbling and biting at my sensitive nipples. I couldn't help the wanton moan that escaped, just as he couldn't stop himself from growling in response.

He reached for my waist to flip me under him and I shook my head, pushing my hands and mental shield out to wrap around him tightly. “No.”

He froze instantly under my command, utterly at my mercy. I felt empowered to have this dominant creature completely under my control.

Glancing down, my eyes met his. His face looked wild. His fangs had dropped, his teeth bared, sawing back and forth as he instinctively tried to bite. His muscles twitched with futile effort as he struggled to free himself from my shield.

“Josephine. Release me,” Stefan commanded. His voice came out in a deep snarl. If someone had growled at me like that months ago I would have ran for my life. Now, I relished his vampiric, possessive sounds.

Shaking my head regretfully, I ran my hands over his chest, concentrating on keeping the shield in place. “Oh baby, I can’t do that. I forgot something. Wanna know what I forgot to tell you?”

Pushing my pussy back against his hard cock, I rubbed my wet folds all over him, completely coating him with my wetness, savoring every one of his frustrated hisses, moans and mumbled curses. I finally tilted my hips and felt him attempting to push against my pussy.

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