Sweet Nightfall

by Kathryn Vegas

  “Oh, Adam. Yes!” She grabbed his head putting her fingers through his soft hair. He circled her nipple with his tongue before he sucked it deep and hard. He kissed his way to her other nipple giving it the same attention.

  “How much do you love this dress?” He asked.

  Sara read his mind. “I love it, but fuck it.”

  Adam ripped it to shreds and threw the pieces on the floor. His naked body came down on top of hers. He held her face and kissed her lips as his cock found it’s way to the dripping wet heat between her legs. His solid masculine body, skin to skin with hers was heaven for Sara. He held his body weight off of her with one hand and used the other to hold her to him while he glided in his throbbing cock.

  “Fuck! Yes!” Sara exclaimed. She felt his thick dick enter her, passing her g spot, completely filling her, stretching her to fullness.

  Adam grunted in male satisfaction and withdrew to begin the ritual as old as time.

  “Sara, Oh Sara.” He chanted.

  She was crazed with pleasure. She grasped at his ass. He slowly teased her and pulled out to slowly reenter. It was exquisite. She could feel his entire shaft moving within her, his thick head entered her pussy over and over. Sara reveled in it. His thrusts pounded against her clit at that perfect angle, stoking the fire of her release. Her belly tightened ready to come again.

  “I’m going to come! Oh my god!” Sara yelled.

  “Come on my dick, baby.” Adam’s strained voice deep and sexy.

  Time stopped. Sara’s body arched in an infinite moment of ecstasy.

  She exploded into her climax yelling, “Adam Fuck Holy Fuck!”

  Watching her come drove him wild. He could feel every throbbing pulse of her orgasm on his cock. It did not take much more before his body tightened above her and he shouted his release. His body trembling with shockwaves of pleasure pulsating through him.

  Adam collapsed on top of her trying to catch his breath.

  “Adam.” Sara said.

  He kissed her to hush and settled beside her. They sighed in unison both relaxed back on their pillows.

  Sara’s smile was ear to ear. This turned out perfect. She was the Cheshire Cat right now.

  Adam glanced at her and caught the smile.

  “The kind of “fun” evening you were hoping for?” He asked.

  “You have no idea.” She looked up at the mounted TV across the room above his dresser. “Is it weird that I still want to watch Die Hard?”

  Adam looked at her, his expression changing from surprise at her request to Goddess worship of her for making it.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Sara fell asleep ten minutes into Die Hard. Adam watched her sleep in the glow of the TV. He knew she considered this a one-night stand. He knew she took full advantage of tonight with such abandon, only because she felt no pressure that there could ever be more. He was just a boy to her.

  Adam pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. This had honestly been the best night of his life. The memory of her on her knees in front of him made him shiver.

  Rebecca wouldn’t get on her knees for anyone.

  He hated thinking of her. She was his maker. He had spent fifteen years with her. At the time, he thought that was all life would be for him. Empty. Shallow. Blood and sex.

  Adam pulled Sara closer to him. She instinctively snuggled into him and made a noise in her sleep. She was a ray of pure warmth. Adam was not ready to let go of her. He had felt more human in the times spent with her than he had in fifteen years.

  After his parent’s death, Adam actually preferred that he didn’t feel human. It was much easier that way. To be separate from human feelings. To live a life above the sea of humanity. Vampires had cultivated quite the culture among themselves. They knew they held dominion in this world. They held themselves in very high esteem, being above humans in every way. Vampires new to the life were given what you could describe as an appointed social worker, to guide the newcomer through the changes, cravings and new powers that would develop.

  The older Vampires hadn’t been so lucky. They had lived through their early years with an unquenchable bloodthirst that led to years of slaughter. Their inner human squelched with killing. A vampire in those days couldn’t undo the death and carnage they had wrought, and the loss of their humanity was the cost.

  Today, the mental health of new vampires was taken into consideration. They were walked through the new life. Controlled. They were taught to live a life without killing humans, freeing them of the mental anguish suffered by the older generations.

  Mental health was a big deal in today’s Vampire culture. A Vampire could wreak a lot of havoc, bring attention to The Collective, if they were to go off the handle. Evidence was too easy to leave behind in today’s world. One Vampire going into a rage could bring unwanted attention to all, so the Elders now considered mental health of the utmost importance.

  Adam’s case manager, Caelum, had been with him every step of the way for the first five years after his transformation. He made sure Adam never went thirsty. A new vampire needed to always be satisfied or the temptation would easily get the better of them. That was not an option in the modern world. The toll of murder on a new Vampire’s mind was too much and the implications on their behavior down the road were predictable. Depression and anger turned into acts of violence and more murder. Adam was thankful that he had been turned in this time and not a hundred years ago. He didn’t need memories like that.

  The kind of memories that he knew had twisted Rebecca’s mind. Rebecca was turned in the early 1700s. She was well respected among the Elders. The vampires that could not adjust to the 21 st century, ones that had become more monster than human, had been eliminated. Only a handful of the untamed had survived staying hidden from the Elders. Everyone else had to assimilate and adapt to the new era. They had to play a better part in society. Which Rebecca could do. If an Elder couldn’t stop killing they had to become smarter. Vampires did not bite to kill any longer. The only times they used their teeth to drain blood was during sex or with a vetted Volunteer . Those still bent on the kill and drain learned to use blades to make each death look like a human crime or suicide.

  Adam did not realize the extent of Rebecca’s loss of humanity for many years. She had hidden it well. He thought her to be as civilized as himself. He knew she had spent hundreds of years killing, but only thought it was because that was the times she had lived in. It was years later that he found out she was still satisfying her thirst for human blood with murder. He could not stomach it. She cried to him that he did not understand, that things were different when she was turned. She could not change. She could not stop the need. She raged against him.

  “Who do you think you are? Judging me! You know nothing! Nothing!! Caelum held your hand like a fucking toddler for five years! I was thrown into the world thirsty, blood lusting, every sense heightened. My maker satisfied me the only way I could be satisfied. Fuck you, Adam!”

  He remembered her rage at him. She twisted the tables and he was the intolerant one that should love her no matter what. Because of her indoctrination into this life, she laid no blame at her own feet.

  Adam tried. He wasn’t human anymore and lived among many Elders he called friends. They were all he had, and had accepted him immediately. They may have lived a millennia but within an instant he was part of their extended family. How could he judge them? They had lived a completely different life for hundreds of years. They were evolving and that was commendable.

  Sara began to lightly snore. Adam smiled. He was going to be awake the rest of the night. He usually stayed available to drive riders around. He stared down at her contented to stay right there for a while.

  This woman had everything he needed to feel whole again. He could imagine them living just like his parents had lived. They were happy and full of life. They completed each other. He had taken for granted while he was human that he would turn out just like them. He always knew he’d find just the right
girl, settle down, love a great woman, and become a great dad.

  Will you save me, Sara?

  Chapter Sixteen

  Not my bed ! Sara woke up startled.

  The night’s events flashed in her mind. She smiled and stretched like a well fed cat, still sporting that Cheshire grin. Adam was not in the room. She wondered what time it was. Her phone was in her purse on the dresser. She sat up naked, remembering what had happened to her dress.

  Shit! What the hell am I supposed to wear home?

  Sara got out of bed and looked around for her panties, locating them on the floor next to a piece of her beautiful green dress. She felt him before she saw him. She finished pulling up her panties and turned around to see him leaning on the doorframe.

  He was smiling with a to-go coffee in his hand held out to her. She returned his grin and walked over to grab it.

  “Good timing. Thank you!” Taking a sip she knew he remembered her order from Sweet Beans. Her grin deepened. “I have a little wardrobe dilemma.”

  “Yes you do.” Adam replied. He watched her sip her coffee in only her panties. His smile deepened. “I’m not really sure I want to help you solve it,” he said like the charmer he was. His eyes roved over her slowly.

  “Since it’s all your fault, you must.”

  “I distinctly remember hearing you say, fuck it…. In more ways than one.” He smiled at his joke and Sara giggled.

  “I think there’s probably a rule against Ubering half naked women.”

  “Help yourself to anything in my closet.” He replied.

  “I’m guessing I’m not lucky enough for you to cross-dress on the weekends?” Sara winked at him. “Old girlfriend left her crap here?”

  “It’s really hard to find a flattering dress in my size. I had to give up the dream.” Adam ignored the second question.

  “Awww,” Sara replied with a fake sad face.

  Sara couldn’t help but happily skip to the closest. Great sex will do that to you. She opened the door to find well-organized clothing and shoes. She inhaled the scent of clean clothes and Adam. She took a long drag off her coffee, enjoying the sensory overload of this perfect morning. She saw a long sleeve light blue plaid flannel. She put her coffee down and slipped it on. The sleeves hung past her hands. She held the too long sleeved arms out in front of herself. She laughed at the thought of walking through her front door dressed like this.

  Adam walked by his dresser picking up one of her condoms, just in case, and stepped up behind her. He put his hands on her shoulders. Sara instinctively leaned back against his strong chest. He nuzzled his face into her neck. He reveled in the humanness of this morning. He couldn’t help himself but try to prolong the contact. He heard her sigh.

  She looked adorable in his big flannel shirt. He wanted her again. The moment he saw her naked looking for her panties on the floor amongst the torn remnants of her dress he was rock hard. Spending the night with her had been a pleasure beyond any experience he’d had with a woman. There was warmth growing in his chest. A feeling of home attached to this woman.

  He had been afraid she would wake up and want to leave sometime in the night. Thankful she hadn’t. He hoped to show her a good time this morning.

  Adam lightly ran an arm around her and glided his hand over a nipple. She shivered in response to his light touch. He cupped her breast in his head, feeling her nipple harden beneath it.

  Sara was surprised. This young man was going above and beyond. She was taken aback yet game for enjoying more, she spun around in his arms.

  She met his sensual questioning gaze with eyes that said, yes.

  Sara took a deep breath and said, “Kind of wish I would have had time to brush my teeth.” Adam smirked and shook his head in response. He grabbed her face in his hands. The descent of his lips was exquisite anticipation. The electric current she felt in her body almost buckled her knees.

  His lips crushed hers and devoured her. She tasted like a delicious hazelnut latte. Sara’s knees could not take anymore and gave way. Before she could fall, Adam grabbed her up into the air and splayed her legs around his waist.

  “God, your strong!” She breathed.

  He pulled up her shirt and grabbed her panties between his fingers.

  Sara heard the rip, realized what he had done and started laughing. “You are really hard on a lady’s clothes!”

  “Sorry, I blame you for driving me to it.”

  Their eyes locked and time stood still. Sara’s head tilted to the right as she studied his eyes. With one hand he easily held her with her legs wrapped around him. He unbuttoned his jeans and released his erection. Sara held on while he used both hands to secure the condom he knew she required. Sara was impressed with the fact she did not have to say anything. She felt his dick rub against her bottom and trembled in expectation.

  “Oh god! Yes.” She could not believe she was living in this fantasy. Her belly tightened with desire for his entrance.

  Adam lifted her and settled her deliciously, slowly onto his thick cock. Sara’s head fell back as she savored every moment. When he filled her completely she wrapped her arms around his neck. She hugged him. She never wanted to let him go. Sara knew this would be a sexual encounter never to be topped. She would never forget this and would be forever grateful to Adam. She hugged him harder. Her heart was weighted in her chest, anchoring her to this man right now.

  Can he feel this? She wondered but dismissed herself thinking, of course he couldn’t . How could he possibly? Don’t overthink just enjoy yourself.

  Adam looked down at Sara hugging him with an expression he interpreted as bliss on her face. The hug was so genuine. What they were doing was intimate but this hug was true human intimacy. He put both of his arms around her and squeezed in return. They stayed like this breathing in unison. His chest was heavy and hot. Adam saw in his mind a vision of golden light cords of his soul connected to her heart. He saw their souls entwined. His heart pumped deep and hard as if it pumped for them both.

  The intensity of this new vampire emotion overwhelmed him. Was this what it felt to connect to your lifemate? He knew without a doubt it was. He knew at that moment he had to try to win her. He did not know if she could fall in love with him, but he had to give it everything he had. This woman was all he wanted in life.

  He began to withdraw from her barely letting himself exit her before slowly entering her again. She moaned deep in her throat. There was nothing more decadent than this. He walked while still inside her to the nearest bare wall. Sara felt the wall at her back and she leaned against it. She unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a t-shirt underneath. Disappointed, she wanted nothing between them.

  “Take it off!” She ordered while she spread her own shirt revealing her lovely breasts. Adam happily obliged. When they were both only in their skin, she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly again.

  She sighed. “This feels so good.”

  “Yes it does.” Adam replied while fucking her with measured intention. His thrusts getting harder.

  A white hot electric current of pleasure passed through their bodies. They breathed in erratic unison. Adam continued to lift her up and down faster and faster. The pressure building between them. Sara leaned back against the wall and put one hand on his chest and the other between their joined bodies. She rubbed her clit, her head falling back against the wall her eyes closed as she stroked herself. She moaned loudly.

  Adam’s eyes burned with desire as he watched her pleasure herself while he forcefully drove his cock into her.

  “Adam!” Sara yelled her legs tightening.

  “Come for me!” He begged in a hoarse shout.

  “I’m coming!” She screamed. “Adam!”

  Wave after wave of pulsing heat coursed through her body. Her skin felt feverish against his.

  “Thank god! Oh Fuck!” He pumped into her one final time. His body going still as stone before his orgasm rocked through him like a freight train. They caught their breath tog
ether not breaking the embrace.

  “Shit… Sara… Now that’s a good morning.”

  Sara could not help but giggle. She pushed her face into his chest and inhaled the divinely masculine scent of him. It was heaven. There was nothing better than this. Neither of them made any effort to move. Sara would have been content to be held by this man for the rest of the day.

  “I think we should shower before I drive your bare ass home.” Adam spanked her bottom for emphasis.

  “This will be the most epic walk of shame in the history of walks of shame.” Sara joked.

  “But, do you actually feel any?” Adam inquired.

  “Shame? Fuck no!” Sara laughed. “I had amazing sex with one hot as hell younger man. I insist you honk your horn the entire way down my street to get the attention of all my neighbors before I get out the car. I would like to bow to a jealous, awestruck audience.”

  Adam shook his head and chuckled. He finally moved and carried her to the bathroom. Sara spotted her coffee on the dresser and reached for it. Adam angled her toward it. She grabbed it and took a satisfyingly long swig .

  Chapter Seventeen

  Adam drove Sara home in silence while holding her hand. His thoughts were as dark as the morning. Sara was wearing his blue flannel as a dress with her dressy jacket on top. The sleeves of the flannel folded up so her hands were showing. Their time together was coming to an end. Neither of them knew what to say.

  Adam realized he didn’t officially have her contact information. They had never exchanged numbers. The only way he had to contact her was to show up at her house or message her through her Facebook profile he’d found. Either way made him seem a bit stalkerish. He didn’t want to come off as aggressive or trying too hard. Scaring her off was a big concern.