The Naughty Box (9 books in 1 box set)

by Davis, SJ

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  I sat in my room for quite some time, I let my fingers gently touch my lips and I closed my eyes as the vision of his mouth at my neck consumed my mind. I could feel him, and my heart fluttered in my chest and the humming returned to me only this time in my throat and then into my stomach. I touched it as it grumbled and my door opened up and Rachel stood there with her hat and gloves on.

  “I am leaving for a few hours, is there anything you wish before I leave?” she asked me.

  I shook my head and looked at her dress, red this time and making her look younger than usual. Rachel, although she was older than me, was a beautiful woman. Long blonde hair, pretty features, hourglass shape accentuated by the corset she always wore. Her lips were full and naturally red, she often wore nothing but light powder and a shine to her lips and that was all she needed. I often wondered why she stayed here and had no man, I mean she could have anyone, but instead she insisted on kissing the gardener, who was quite attractive, but beneath her stature. She leaned forward and clapped her hands together and I looked up realizing I was daydreaming.

  “You wish for me to…”

  “No, I am fine,” I said as I cut her off and she walked down the hallway quickly, reaching our wide staircase and heading down them as quickly as her heeled boots would allow. I stepped out and watched her go through the front door and then decided I would follow her. I mean, I should not and I would be in so much trouble if anyone caught me, but I need to know what it is that men and women do when they are alone and want to be intimate and no one will ever tell me and that terrifies me.

  I walked back to my window and watched Rachel walk to the back garden quickly, looking from side to side and then she disappeared around the corner of our white stoned barn and I walked back to my door and peeked out into the hallway, pulling back quickly as I saw the maid step into a room. I then took a breath and stepped out, walking as fast as I could to the stairs and giggling slightly until I reached the top of the stairs and ran down them, sliding across the floor and almost falling as the butler appeared with his back to me through a door and then he decided to go back for some reason and I ran out the front door as quickly as I could. My heart was beating so hard in my chest I swear I could taste blood. I slammed up against the side of our house and then crept down the long side of it towards the back garden and closer to the stone barn.

  Once I reached the end I ran again, holding up the bottom of my dress and wishing the corset under it was loosened. I hate it anyway, it cuts off my breathing and cannot be healthy but for aesthetics and fashion I guess women are supposed to wear them. I crept up to the side of the cold white stone and placed my fingers against it, walking slowly behind the large shrubbery that lined the wall facing our house. I then stopped at one of the windows and tried to stretch up and peek inside but I was nowhere near tall enough to pull it off so I kept going until I reached the end and one of the small wooden doors that led inside. I felt so rebellious at this point I decided to open the door, holding my hand over my mouth and keeping the laughter in. I stepped into a dark hallway and closed the door behind me quickly, cutting off the weak light from the outside as the sun was dipping over the horizon. I took a step and then stopped as I heard laughter. It sounded like a woman and it had to be Rachel. I took another step and then another and the fear subsided as I reached the end and saw flickering light coming from another doorway. I leaned down and peeked through the keyhole and saw Rachel slowly swaying on her feet, untying the front of her dress slowly, letting it lie open as the gardener came up slowly from under the front of her dress, licking his lips and rising before her. She reached up and grabbed his hair and pulled him to her mouth and I saw her tongue playing with his as he reached around her and started to pull the dress from her shoulders, exposing the corset laced up underneath. I bit my lip as he jerked at the laces and it loosened as she laid onto her back on the wooden table for potting plants and he lifted one leg onto his shoulder and then the other. Then he reached down and undid his pants and I closed my eyes for a moment, knowing this was more than I needed to see but transfixed to my spying position. He then pulled out his privates and slid his hand along it as it was hard and ridged and I placed my fingers to my mouth as I watched him stroke it slowly as Rachel squirmed on the table before him.

  “I am going to fuck you hard tonight,” he said to her and she arched her back as he trust himself into her. I watched as her mouth opened and her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she sounded more animal than human. He moaned a little harder with each thrust and she moved slightly at first and then wildly as he slammed against her over and over again. I started to stand up and tripped and fell backwards, bumping into something warm and my heart stopped, as I knew someone was behind me. I felt a hand slip into mine and Hunter pulled me up to him slowly and I looked at him with barely enough light slipping through the cracks in the door. The moaning became louder and Hunter studied my face slightly shimmering from the heat in the hallway and my body reacting to the sight of Rachel and the gardener. I opened my mouth and he placed his finger on my lips slightly parted. I took a breath and he leaned in slowly, cautious, gauging my reaction to his advance but my heartbeat rumbled in my chest and my legs felt as if I was standing on a platform at the train station. Humming wildly and sending rolling waves of vibration up my thighs and towards my…

  Then he kissed me and sparks of light popped behind my eyelids, I know it sounds strange, but it’s true. I felt weak and slid down but he caught me and backed me up against the cold stone of the hallway and held me in place, pressing against me gently at first, letting his mouth search mine and parting my lips with his tongue, allowing it to fill my mouth with yet another sensation I had never felt before. I trembled as he wrapped his arm behind my back, resting his hand in the curve at the base of it. I reached up, moaning at his lips and touched his jaw line, something I had wanted to do for so long and yet I had held back until this moment of passion overtook me….

  I looked up as the phone rang, jerking me out of memory so rudely and I shook my head as Hunters touch lingered in memory and felt as if it had just been yesterday that he held me there in that hallway. I picked up my phone and stared at the photo that popped up and sighed as I pressed the button and laid it down. I stepped up to my Vanity and sat down, picking up my brush and running it through my wet hair.

  “What is it Rachel?” I asked out loud and I heard a breath and then her familiar voice on the other end.

  “I thought you would be entertaining guests Vanessa.”

  I placed my brush down and ran my fingers over it, slowly trying to forget Hunter and his lips against mine.

  “Vanessa,” she said and I snapped out of it.

  “I did have company they sucked ass and I threw them the fuck out.”

  She laughed. “Your cussing never ceases to shock me.”

  “Seriously?” I said as I stood up and let the towel fall off of me, I walked to my bed and shook my head at the mess on it. “Get over it Rachel,” I said and she laughed again.

  “Well, we are going out, want to join us?” she asked me. I hesitated and then laid down, rolling onto my back and stretching my arms out wide. I twisted my left nipple in between my fingers hard enough to pull my legs up slightly and I sucked in my breath.

  “Are you playing with yourself?”

  I sat up and looked at the phone.

  “Like you get me hot,” I said and she giggled.

  “There was a time…”

  I cut her off. “Come and long fucking past Rachel, where the hell are you going this time?” I asked her.

  “Well, since you asked nicely… Plague,” she said.

  “That is a shit hole,” I said as I placed a cigarette to my lips and lit it up, letting the cherry fire up red-hot.

  “Well, it is easy…”

  I cut her off again. “I know, I just like a challenge, more than that Rachel.”

  She paused and said nothing for a moment.

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sp; “Are you thinking about him again?”

  I reached over and held the phone above me and slid my hand in between my thighs and slid my sharp nails up the inside, towards my pussy and cut into my flesh, I hissed and Rachel sighed.

  “You have to stop that, you know it does nothing.”

  “Shut up, I will meet you there at midnight.”

  I pressed the button and dropped my phone and laid there breathing hard and trying to shake his fucking touch from me. Hunter, that fucking boy…

  ***

  I had run, I should not have. I mean I wanted Hunter to take every part of me but I left him standing there in that cold stone hallway inches away from Rachel and the gardener moaning and thrusting. I held my chest and tried to catch my breath as I sat on my bed. I am such a child, I have no idea about seduction or the ways a woman is to entice a man and Hunter would be better off with someone like Rachel who knew what to do and how to make a man become hard like the gardener had. I took short breaths as the images of them on that table ran through my head and caused me to become blurry eyed and sweaty even more so than I already had been.

  “Vanessa,” I whispered as I held my arms tight to my chest and felt my heartbeat playing with my skin.

  “Hello.”

  I jumped at least 3 feet and hit my headboard with the back of my head and saw stars for a second. I focused and saw Hunter standing in my bedroom, I opened my mouth, glancing at my closed door.

  “What? How did?”

  He grinned and looked at my opened window and I stood up and ran to it, looking down at the ground, a good 20-foot drop. No trees close to my window. I turned and he was right behind me.

  “Hunter,” I said as I felt embarrassment creeping upon me and he grinned and then licked his lips. I leaned up and saw blood on his mouth.

  “Vanessa…I wish you had not run,” he said as he lunged at me and I ducked and yelled out. He hit the window and I pushed him out. Surprising me more than anyone I would guess. I stepped back and heard a clawing and then scraping, like nails digging into something. I slowly walked to the window and looked out, peeking with one eye and there he was, on the side of the house, dug in like an animal and coming up at me. I screamed and jumped back as one hand gripped the windowsill then the other and he popped up and grinned at me.

  “Vanessa, this is a game I can play all night.”

  “Hunter, you stop this, right this minute,” I said to him as I shook my finger at him like it would matter.

  He laughed and pulled himself up easily and landed softer than a bird does on branch.

  “You have to be curious as to what I am.”

  I shook my head and backed up away from him.

  “Hunter, you are Hunter, I have known you forever.”

  He smiled and stopped dead, looking me over.

  “I enjoy you, I always have and it is your virgin blood that drives me insane with lust. I am shocked that I have not taken you yet.”

  “I have saved myself for you!” I yelled at him.

  He took a deep breath and was in my face before I could blink. I tried to speak but something had taken the will from me. I wanted to run, but running was the furthest thing from my mind and fear ebbed back from me like a low tide. He touched my hair, then my face and I closed my eyes as his skin hummed against my own. All the things I knew to be reality should be telling me to get away, far, far away but Hunter had me here as he always had. He held me with no chains, no words and I opened my eyes just as he laid me down on the bed and hovered above me, inches from my face.

  “You tell me to leave and I will Vanessa, but your body is telling me to stay with you and take you places you have never been,” he whispered to me.

  I nodded, I had no words to give to him and quite honestly I could hear nothing but his voice, feel nothing but his heartbeat and want nothing, but to feel his want for me.

  He lowered and pressed against me and I took a staggered breath, he reached up and pulled my dress from my shoulder and kissed my skin gently and then I felt a pinch, followed by a burning sensation and I pulled my legs up as Hunter broke through my skin with his sharpened teeth. I pushed on him for a moment but he caught my wrists and held them tightly as he continued to feed on me. I opened my mouth and he broke free of my shoulder and kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth and I could taste metal, iron to be exact and he started to move on top of me and harden against me. I moaned as he slipped his leg in between mine and spread them apart, still holding my wrists tightly. I arched my back as he reached up and grabbed both of my wrists with one hand and took his free hand and lowered it between us. He snaked his fingers inside of my panties and found me wet and waiting for him. He sighed at my mouth and closed his eyes as he gently slid one finger into me and then another and I groaned and struggled a bit, but he was careful to not go too far, not yet. I hissed as he pushed a tad bit deeper and he licked his lip and stared at my expression.

  “Oh my god,” he whispered as he let my hands go and grabbed at my face and throat and kissed me harder letting one finger explore and the other found my clit and started to move slowly. I shook slightly and he held me tightly.

  “Vanessa, can I take you?” he asked me and I nodded without hesitation, I cannot say if it was free will or a charm he held over me but all the same I wanted nothing less and everything he could give to me.

  I nodded and he moaned as he reached down and tore my panties off easily and I jerked slightly as he tossed them aside. I grabbed at his face as he reached down and placed his hand on his hard shaft and gently pressed it against me and then it started to slide into me and at first it was a slight pressure and then as he lowered it started to hurt more, he pulled my wrist up as I moved from discomfort and he bit into me, I screamed as I took the rest of him deep inside of me and he tried to divert the pain to my wrist, but quite honestly I wanted it and it felt so overwhelming and normal to me that I was shocked to be enjoying it as I was. He looked into my eyes as I narrowed them and gritted my teeth and he started to move, slow at first and then thrusting harder. I grabbed the back of his hair and pulled on it harder and harder as he thrust himself deep into me and then I started to move my hips and get into a rhythm along with him. He grinned and gritted his teeth too and a low growl rose from his throat.

  “Harder,” I whispered into his ear and he suddenly flipped me over and pulled me up, facing away from him and slid his hard shaft into me from behind. I cried out as he leaned forward and grabbed my shoulders. I felt him inside of me, thrusting over and over again and then it started to happen. A feeling started to rise in me, low at first and racing across my stomach in waves. I made a noise unlike any I had ever before and he slowed down, finding a rhythm that made me cry out more and more.

  “Vanessa…” he said as I lowered down and he held onto my sides tightly.

  “Let it come over you.”

  I shook my head ‘yes’ and then he pushed me down and spread my legs wide and reached between us and slipped his fingers into my ass. I gripped my pillow and screamed into it as he thrust against me harder and harder, moving his fingers in unison. I suddenly screamed out and so did he and as the orgasm took everything from me, he tore into my neck with his teeth and took me to a place I had never been too before and someplace I would never be again…

  ***

  I rolled onto my side and almost fell off of the bed as my fingers took me to the end of my orgasm and Hunters cock filled my mind as it had that night.

  “Fuck!” I said as I stood up, swaying on feet and so pissed off that after all of this time, 111 years to be exact. That is right, 111 fucking years of thinking about him and his cock and the way it filled me up that night and ruined every sexual experience I have had since.

  “Hunter!” I screamed out as I knocked everything from my vanity and make-up, perfume bottles and pills went flying everywhere. I calmed down momentarily when the phone rang again and I stood up and stared at it. I then decided to see who and why and saw that it was once again R
achel. I pressed the button and sighed as she took a moment to talk.

  “Vanessa, get dressed now,” she said and I stood up straight and looked at the mess on my floor.

  “Why?” I said.

  “I smell Hunters scent.”

  “What the fuck?” I said half out of breath.

  “Get dressed you grumpy bitch and meet me downstairs in 10 minutes.”

  I laughed and she did not, telling me she may be serious and not messing with me.

  “Rachel, I am not in the fucking mood for games.”

  “Shut the fuck up and get down here,” she said as she hung up on me.

  I stood there in shock a bit. I mean I have dreamt of finding him for so long. Of telling him how I hate him for making me this way, for ruining everything after him. For making me this thing, this sexually deprived beast that craves sex and blood. He did this to me, Hunter did…111 years ago when he fucked me and shared his tainted blood.

  I shook my head and then ran to my closet and grabbed a dress from a hanger quickly and a pair of heels. I slipped the black dress over my head and let it settle on my body in all of the right places. I leaned down and placed one red high heel on then the other and stood up, shook out my hair, letting it settle on me too and headed to the door. I stopped as I hit the lights and sighed, hoping this was true, hoping she had picked up his scent because I could not. I suppressed my ‘vampire’ urges with diet pills and Rachel just went full throttle fucking and eating at will.

  I ran out onto the street in front of my apartment building and waited, I would have expected her to be here by now but instead a cab pulled up and idled empty in front of me. I leaned over and looked at the man behind the wheel and shook my head.

  “What is this?” I yelled at him.

  “Vanessa?” he yelled out to me.

  “Yeah?”

  “I was sent to get you and bring you downtown.”

  I narrowed my eyes and tapped my heel on the asphalt.

  “Oh yeah? By fucking who?” I asked him.