| “I want you, Tristan. I want you to touch me and kiss me all night. I want you to be tangled with me naked. What do you want?” she lightly caressed his face. “I want you so badly it hurts. I want to touch you everywhere. I want to feel your bare skin on mine.” Without another word, he captured her lips in a searing kiss. He lost himself in her touch becoming more stimulated by the second. Reluctantly, he broke the kiss. “I want that.” He said breathlessly. “I think we should take this to my bedroom.” Her voice was husky. “I’d like that.” She guided him through the house and to her room. He recognized the room immediately. It was the same from last night. He didn’t take much time to ponder this because the moment they went through the door, she grabbed him and brought him to another hot kiss. She leaned back causing them both to fall on the bed. He laughed a little and continued to kiss her. She began unbuttoning his shirt and pulled it off. He unzipped her dress and pulled that down. He reveled in her soft skin and his head reeled from her wonderful scent. His desire grew stronger and he needed to be inside her. She made a trail of blistering kisses down his neck and chest. She could feel the blood coursing through his veins. How she wanted to taste that blood! She knew it wouldn’t be long until he couldn’t stand it any longer. Diana changed positions so that she was on top of him. She feathered kisses all down his stomach and stopped when she reached his jeans. Leisurely, she undid the zipper and slid them down. His arousal becoming more obvious. She smiled wickedly and wrapped her hand around him. Moaning, he arched his back. Her smile grew wider. Gradually, she began pumping him making him harder. His breathing became more labored. She could feel the delicious blood run throughout his throbbing member. Diana grew steadily hungrier. She wanted to devour him, body, mind, and soul. She could too, she thought with a grin. However, there was something about him. Maybe it was his naďve way of thinking this could be more than one night. Couldn’t it be more than one night? Diana fought an inner battle but all thoughts suddenly vanished as a fresh wave of hunger coursed through her. She knew he was almost to the edge. If truth be told, hearing his moans and cries of pleasure has brought her close to the edge too. Suddenly, she stopped pumping. He let out a groan of disappointment. “Patience. We have all night.” She murmured in his ear. |