He stood outside the window, just watching her. She was so seductive as she swayed to the throbbing music. Her body twisted and her hands caressed every inch possible as she danced and pleasured herself. Paul felt the throb of the music coarse through his body. His heart pumped faster and he grew more aware of her. Her scent, her heart beat, her desire. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to open the window and join her in her erotic play. Her shoulder length brown hair swirled about her, alternately hiding and accenting face. Her breasts were fully visible to his eyes, the nipples hard.
His hands reached out and slid the window up almost without him being aware of it. The music’s base shattered the stillness of the night, though it was not loud enough to wake the neighbors. Paul stepped through the window and the resetting of shadows alerted her to his presence. Her brown eyes swung to him, but instead of screaming, she continued dancing, her gaze locked on his. He made no move to control her mind, only to let her know he meant her no harm.
The song "Free Your Mind" by En Vogue ended, and a new one started, this one softer and more seductive. The next song on the tape was "Freak Me" by Silk. Her hands ran over her breasts and down to her stomach, then back up. Paul felt a stirring his cock as well as in his mouth. A faint taste of blood filled his mouth as his fangs slid down into position.
Slowly he walked towards her, and hearing her pulse quicken, knowing it was from lust, anticipation and a small measure of fear, he smiled to reassure her. He stopped halfway across the room, leaving the rest of the distance between them for her to cross. Paul’s hazel-brown eyes drifted over her petite frame, looking at all of her, not just her breasts and hands, but also the delicate lines of her throat, the way her hips gently belled out form her slender waist and the poutiness of her full lips. Lips that just begged to be kissed.
Paul gently peeked into her mind, just enough to find her name. "Maria" he whispered, his voice soft and seductive.
Maria’s eyes widened as she found herself stepping closer to him, stopping not more than six inches away. Her body continued to sway and thrust to the song’s beat. Paul raised a hand, and gently slid his knuckles down Maria’s cheek. Her throat, feeling her pulse throb. On down her shoulder and stomach, finally stopping to cup her hip in his hand and pull her towards him. Sliding a leg between her, he rubbed Paul rubbed his body against Maria, his clothing brushing against her sensitive skin. Paul’s hands caressed her body as Silk sang on, turning her heated arousal to a fevered pitch.
Their lips met, softly at first, each learning the others touch, then met again, harder this time. Their tongues began to gently learn each others lips and rubbed together. As her body swayed against his, Maria began to moan in Paul’s mouth.
The song wound down and the sweet seductive voices of Boyz II Men sang "I’ll Make Love To You", a sensuously slow song. Moving slower now, Paul gently stepped Maria backwards until she lay across the bed, her hands caressing her breasts and stomach as Paul kneeled between her beautiful spread legs.
Feather soft his lips kissed her right knee and worked up to her hip. His hands ran up the backs of her legs to her butt and pulled her closer to him so that her butt rested right on the edge of the bed. Maria’s hips began undulating on the bed, her hands moving in wider circles, steadily drawing closer to her pussy.
Paul smiled at her, his eyes twinkling with a devilish glint, then he leaned down again. The tip of his tongue lightly flicked against her pussy lips and Maria almost lurched off of the bed. Maria’s body began to tingle, her arousal was so intense. Paul spread her lips gently and thrust his tongue in as deep as it would go, tasting her sweetness, hearing her moans. Her clit grew hard under his fingertips,. As he played with her body, finally giving her what she craved.
Over and over, he thrust his tongue inside, flicked over her clit or gently nibbled her lips, tasting her sweetness, feeling her body quivering. Maria began moaning with need, her body arching into his mouth, hoping to draw pleasure from even the lightest touches. Her hands gently played with her breasts, thriving on the sensations touching her sensitive nipple caused.
Slowly, expertly Paul kept up his tender torture, driving her to the brink of orgasm, but never over. Finally, frantic with arousal, Maria fisted her hand sin his hair, not allowing him to draw back. His eyes closed as he focused on her, pleasing her, loving her.
Maria’s senses began to spin out of control. Tingles raced about her body. Her pussy flooded with her sweet juice as finally she orgasmed. Her entire body seemed to tighten as her moans turned into gasping moans. Then, her body relaxed, completely satisfied.
Paul allowed himself a few moments to enjoy her sweet taste before kissing his way to her inner thigh. Gently, he pierced the skin and drank her warm blood. His thumb moved to her clit, and gently he massaged it, again arousing her.
As he drank her faintly metallic tasting blood, it mingled with her juices to form a truly heavenly taste to him. Gently he caressed her clit and as he removed his fangs, he once again brought her to orgasm.
* * *
Sunlight flooded the room, the sticky heat of the day finally pulled Maria from sleeps embrace. Memories of last night returned, and she almost had herself convinced it was but a dream until she moved. Still sensitive, her clit craved touches and her inner thigh felt mildly tender.
With the knowledge that it wasn’t a dream came the certainty that her night lover would be back, that he craved her taste as much as she craved his touch.
* * *
As Paul slept in his dark room, his mind stayed active. He could still faintly hear Maria’s moans echoing in his ears, and taste her sweetness upon his lips.
He smiled in his sleep as he thought of her beautiful breasts. Maybe, just maybe, tonight, I will kiss and feed from them instead. He knew Maria might just like that as much as he would.