Daniel’s deep belly laugh roused her from her funk. “I promise he’ll be first on my list.”
“Good. Then maybe I can start enjoying myself again.”
“You’re not enjoying yourself now?” She looked deep into those mesmerizing blue eyes and realized she was.
“This is the best night I’ve ever had.” She leaned in for a kiss and his lips met hers in a gentle caress. His embrace was so soft, so tender, her heart and defences melted under his spell.
Momentum carried them down onto the covers as the kiss evolved and passion took hold. Daniel’s tongue sought hers in a sexy dance that relit her fire and made her ache to have him inside her once more. Lying side by side, they joined their bodies together in one slow, sleek movement. With unhurried strokes, Daniel filled her with his cock, each thrust reaching deeper into her core than the one before.
Melissa moved her mouth to kiss along his jawline, down his throat and into the crook of his neck where she sucked to imitate his first display of fang. Sure enough, the memory called to his primitive nature and rewarded her with the glint of his pointed white canines. “I want you to bite me.” She swept her hair away from her neck to let him see the goodies.
“Are you sure?” His eyes clouded with vampire desire and succeeded in coating them both in another flood of her arousal.
“I’m positive.” Bracing herself for the sharp sting, she tensed.
“Relax. You’re supposed to enjoy this.” He nuzzled her neck first as if to prove they had all night and then let the points of his fangs graze her skin. The rasp over her sensitized flesh succeeded in starting an overwhelming sensation of pleasure that blocked out the pain when he finally sank his teeth into her. As he sucked her lifeblood, they fucked each other harder with every drop he drank. This time when they came, they did it together.
Melissa was exhausted, whether from her exertions or the blood loss she couldn’t be sure but knew she would happily engage in both again. “What happens now?” She turned to Daniel who lay spread-eagled beside her.
“I have to get home before sunrise.”
“I know that, but I mean what about us?” Like a love-stricken schoolgirl she waited for him to say they could go steady.
“You want to do this again?” He didn’t? The insecurities came flooding back that he was just another man who wanted nothing more than a leg-over. It didn’t matter what species—men were all the same. Suddenly, Daniel’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. “I can come over tomorrow night. If you want?” He waited for confirmation.
“I think I would like that. Maybe we can find a way to spend our evenings together from now on.” She gave him a grin, trying to express exactly how she thought they would fill the time between dawn and dusk. From now on it seemed those sleepless nights were something to be cherished and just maybe her undead lover could help her to live again.
The End
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LARA’S LIAISON
Eve Meridian
Copyright © 2012
Lara sat in her office pouring over the boring depositions. Although it was lunchtime, she rarely left the office during the day. She worked as an attorney at Kemmer and Stahl. The firm was known as a powerhouse in the high stakes world of finance law. Most of the firm’s clients were corporations or the CEOs of corporations who sometimes played a little too fast and loose with the law. Many of the firm’s cases were well known in the media. Lara worked hard to prove her mettle to the partners. She wanted to be the youngest junior partner there. That meant she sacrificed having a social life, something she didn’t miss. Well, for the most part anyway. Of course, there were times that she felt lonely and yearned for some male attention. During those times, she logged on to her favorite chat room so she could maybe indulge in a little cyber sex. Every once in a while, she needed that release. The cyber world allowed her to have contact with others without the risk of an emotional attachment.
At thirty-two, Lara knew exactly what she wanted and had worked hard to get to her current position. A man would most certainly get in the way of her professional goals. At least that’s what she told herself most of the time. She rarely went out for happy hour after work with her colleagues and kept most people at the office at arm’s length. Her aloof behavior earned her the name “Ice Queen.”
She wore her shoulder length blonde hair, which she professionally highlighted every six weeks, twisted into an austere bun. Her impeccably tailored suits and matching heels along with her expensive briefcase added to the total picture.
The sharp knock on her door broke her concentration. “Come in,” she barked.
“I hope I’m not interrupting you,” Bryce Campbell said as he walked into her office. His tall frame immediately filled the room, along with the light scent of his spicy aftershave. Bryce was, in a word, beautiful. His hair was dark, almost black, and graying at the temples. His piercing green eyes missed nothing, and his body was solid and strong. Lara had fantasized about him since he started at the firm six months prior. But she ignored the attraction she felt. The last thing she needed was some office dalliance, something to undermine her credibility. But damn, being around him was a complete turn on. Ice Queen, my ass. If people could only hear my thoughts. They might think a little differently about me.
****
“What can I do for you, Bryce?” she asked coolly. “I’m not quite done with the files on the Wilson case, if that’s what you’re here for.”
“Actually, that’s only part of the reason I’m here. It seems we’ve been assigned to work the Poynter case together,” Bryce said. He was glad the partners assigned this case to them, but he didn’t see how he was going to get through the whole case without ripping the clothes off one Ms. Lara Logan. He suspected that underneath her perfect little suits longed a body that was ready to be fucked. He wanted to release her hair from that annoying bun she wore at the office every day and shove his hands through it while she sucked him off. His cock seemed to have a life of its own when she strode past him in the hallways in those damn heels of hers. She exceled at putting walls up around herself, but he knew a chink existed in her armor somewhere.
Bryce understood what it meant to be driven to succeed. However, his divorce taught him a valuable lesson. Lara was the first woman he found himself attracted to for a long time. He had a feeling that the attraction was mutual, but she certainly knew how to play her cards close to that gorgeous chest of hers.
****
“Really? That’s a huge case. It’s been all over the news.”
Nico Poynter ran a huge Ponzi scheme, bilking investors out of millions of dollars. But as the law clearly states, he was innocent until proven guilty. He also deserved the best defense lawyers that money could buy. This case could really help boost her reputation with the partners in the firm, providing she could deliver the desirable results.
“So you’re up to it? It means some extra hours during the next few months as we sift through all his records. It means working nights and weekends,” Bryce said.
“I can handle that, Bryce,” she replied. She knew she was taking a risk, working that closely with him. But if the end result meant that she would be made a full partner by the firm, the risk would be well worth it. She would just have to keep her thoughts of wanting him to bend her over the desk and pound her from behind to herself. She blinked at the thought.
“Fine. Let’s start tomorrow morning, shall we? Might as well get a jump ahead on it.”
“See you then.” Lara dismissed Bryce as she refocused her energy on her paperwork.
As Bryce walked out of her office, she admired his powerful form. She imagined how his body would feel underneath her hands. She would love to remove his suit. Piece by piece. Tossing it on the floor. In fact, the thought of doing that drenched her panties. She sighed, knowing that she needed a break if she was going to get any more work done this afternoon. She
knew her paralegal, Carli, wouldn’t be back from lunch for a while. Lara wasn’t hungry, but she did need to blow off some steam. She decided to get online to see what was going on in the chat room she liked to frequent.
“What I really need is a jaw dropping, powerhouse of an orgasm,” she said to herself with a smile. For the past few months she’d flirted with two men online. The three of them often met in a separate chat room after they logged on to Ménage and More. Their online discussions helped send Lara into more than a few orgasms. But recently, she found herself wanting more. She found herself longing to be fucked by both men at the same time. And not just in cyberspace.
Lara grabbed her laptop from her briefcase and got online. She logged on to Ménage and More, quickly looking at the list of current users. Almost immediately, she discovered WillSpankU, at her service.
WillSpankU: Hi there, Ice Queen. How are you? Looking for a little action?
Ice Queen: Good…maybe. What’s going on here?
WillSpankU: Not much till you got here. When are we going to meet up?
Ice Queen: Soon…if you’re lucky.
WillSpankU: I bet you’d like it. I know I would.
Just then, BuiltFor3 logged on. He invited both of them to a private chat room away from the main site. Lara smiled and accepted his invitation. She felt a surge of warmth between her legs.
BuiltFor3: Ice Queen, fancy meeting you here. It’s the middle of the day.
Ice Queen: I could say the same for you. I’m at the office. ;-)
WillSpankU: Are you bored? We could spice things up for you.
BuiltFor3: I hope you’re not on an office computer.
Ice Queen: No, I have my laptop. I’m feeling naughty.
WillSpankU: How naughty? Do you want to come at your office?
BuiltFor3: I think we need to make her come. But not online.
Ice Queen: ?? Really?
BuiltFor3: I think you need to have a little fun. Soon.
Ice Queen: What kind of fun did you have in mind?
BuiltFor3: I think you need to be fucked. By two men. At the same time.
Ice Queen: Do I?
BuiltFor3: You know you do.
BuiltFor3: Tomorrow night. 7:30. Teak’s Wine Bar, downtown.
Lara knew Teak’s. On the few occasions that she did go out, it was one of her favorite places to go. The lights were low, the wine was good, and the atmosphere was relaxing. It was the perfect spot to meet up before a night of what would hopefully be incredibly hot sex.
“Oh my,” Lara said to herself. “Can I do this?” But her fingers flew across the keyboard almost of their own volition.
Ice Queen: See you boys tomorrow night. I’ll be the blonde in the red dress.
She quickly signed out of the chat room, feeling almost breathless. She shut her computer down, slipping it back into her briefcase. I’m actually doing this, she kept thinking. She was very turned on just thinking about what could happen tomorrow night. She knew that fulfilling her fantasy was something that she needed to do. It was time to make her dreams a reality.
Lara had never experienced an actual threesome. The closest she came was when she walked in on her college roommate, Brenda, one time during their senior year in college. Brenda had been finding extreme enjoyment with her boyfriend at the time along with the captain of the debate team. The debate team captain stood at the end of the bed getting sucked off by Brenda, who was straddling her boyfriend, riding him like a wild cowgirl. All three of them had been moaning, and their bodies glistened from the intense pleasure they were all obviously feeling. Although she only watched for a few shocked moments before she closed the door, the scene had left quite an impression.
Lara ran through her fair share of boyfriends throughout college. She was definitely not a prude. However, in the seven years since she’d graduated from law school, she’d focused most of her attention on her career. Lately, she’d started feeling like she lacked something, and the pressure she put on herself regarding her professional goals was sometimes excruciating.
****
Bryce just stared at his laptop from the confines of his own office down the hall.
WillSpankU: Well this should be interesting. Where are we taking her?
BuiltFor3: My place.
WillSpankU: Sounds good. See you tomorrow night, buddy. Well played.
Bryce shut down his computer and smiled. His pants were tight due to his erection, but he didn’t care. He’d waited for this day for months. Ice Queen had been careful during their online meetings not to divulge too much personal information. However, she’d mentioned trying to make junior partner in the firm she worked for. So he’d decided to dig a little deeper. At one point he’d inquired about her nickname. She’d said that’s what people called her behind her back at work. After a few more sessions of cybersex and light conversation, Bryce figured out the puzzle. Bryce knew then that Little Miss Uptight, also known as Lara Logan, wasn’t as cool as she seemed. She let it slip during one online session that she had never actually been with two guys at the same time. He decided then and there that he wanted to be the one to pop her cherry regarding her first threesome. He and his best friend, Will, were going to give her a night to remember.
Will and Bryce had been best friends for years. After Bryce’s divorce, Will convinced him to move to the Chicago area. Will was a computer genius with his own tech firm. He moderated a few different chat rooms because he always claimed they were a great place to meet women.
“Yeah, but then you never do anything with them. How boring is that?” Bryce asked. “Don’t you want to actually meet them?”
“I’ve met a few of them. I just don’t have time to get involved. They know that. You should try it. Cybersex rocks. No strings, no commitment. Right up your alley.”
“Fine, I’ll try anything once. Am I going to start playing Dungeons and Dragons next?”
“No, dumbass. And don’t knock Dungeons and Dragons. I was one of those guys for years. I played that game through most of puberty, instead of chasing tail. And look where I am today. A very rich man who owns his own technology company,” Will replied.
Bryce joined the chat room a few days later and was pleasantly surprised. He always associated chat rooms with lonely people who couldn’t get a date. He didn’t think some faceless woman in cyberspace could turn him on. But he found himself enjoying the online sessions. Will was right, no strings attached and little worry about rejection helped him in more ways than he could have imagined. After his divorce the last thing he wanted was to be tortured in the singles scene again. The chat room stroked his ego.
When he figured out that Ice Queen and the indomitable Lara Logan were the same woman, he realized that it was time to get back into the game. She had a body that just wouldn’t quit and a razor sharp mind that turned him on. Her adventurous side sealed the deal for him, and once he set his sights on bedding her he refused to let anything get in his way. Bryce knew that underneath that cool exterior, there lay an undercurrent of heat that he was incredibly attracted to. He knew she felt it too, especially when he caught her glancing his way in the hallway at work.
It was going to be hard as hell working side by side with Lara all day tomorrow. But he hoped he could use it to his advantage and get her as turned on as possible before he met her at Teak’s. Bryce also hoped she wouldn’t back off when his identity was exposed, but he had a feeling she needed this release just as much as he did.
****
After work, Lara went home to her Lincoln Park condo. She dropped her keys on the entryway table and took her favorite dishes from the neighborhood Chinese restaurant to the kitchen. She turned on the news and ate her Lo Mein, willing herself to relax. Part of her looked forward to spending all day working with Bryce. Being that close to that man for such a long period of time certainly added to the sexual tension she felt about Saturday night. After she finished her dinner, she decided to take a long hot shower, hoping it would calm her nerves.
&n
bsp; As she stepped out of the shower, she slathered on some of her favorite body oil. She rubbed it all over her body, paying special attention to her breasts. She watched in the mirror as she tweaked her nipples until they stood erect. Lara hoped BuiltFor3 and his friend would live up to her expectations tomorrow night. She ran her hands down to her stomach, then lower. She could feel herself getting wet, so she slipped two fingers inside her cleft, drawing out the moisture and rubbing her own clit. She watched in the mirror as she strummed herself. She leaned against the wall, spreading her legs to get better access. Lara started imagining taking two men at the same time while she continued to stimulate the sensitive nub that was now starting to throb, edging her closer to release. She wondered what it would be like to have one cock in her mouth while the other one filled her pussy, slamming in and out of her. At that moment she started to come, gripping the bathroom counter for support. For a brief moment in time, all she could do was breathe deeply and relish the feelings that radiated from her core throughout her body. She bit her lip and knew that it was a brief taste of tomorrow’s pleasure. She shivered as her orgasm started to ebb, relishing the thought of two men fucking her. Sure, she felt nervous about it. Who wasn’t a little nervous about making their dreams a reality? But something inside of her told her it was time to branch out.
****
The next morning Lara sat behind her desk reviewing some client emails when Bryce strolled into her office.
“Morning. I’ve set everything up in the conference room. We’ve got a ton of paperwork to go through today. I also brought coffee and donuts, if you’re interested.”
“Thanks, I’ll be there in a minute.” Lara replied. Damn. He smelled good. He looked edible too. He wore a crisp, white long sleeve oxford shirt that stretched across his broad shoulders. His jeans fit nicely, not too tight or loose. She finished sending the last email and headed to the conference room, following the delicious aroma of coffee. When she entered the room, Bryce stood with his back to her, gazing at the view of the city from their vantage point on the twenty-seventh floor. She noticed how his jeans cupped his ass.
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