s*x with a Vampire

Game Night

I finally finish with the document templates and I mark my task as complete.

"Oh thank you Jesus," I shout with an exasperated sigh. It's finally Friday and it's already 7pm.

I already messaged Eli to let him know I'll be late getting home. He wanted to pick me up but I was still not ready to let the office know about us yet.

Bertram had finished a while ago and had already left. He would be taking the whole of next week off, not just the Christmas holiday.

Joseph and Gary had left earlier as well as they wanted to get home early to shop. I was actually the last one to be finished with their task but Harvey and Garth wouldn't leave me here by myself.

"I love you guys." I say as I pack my bags. They were absentmindedly talking and swirling in their chairs.

"You're so sappy." Harvey says plainly but I could see his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"I didn't realise people were still here." A familiar voice says from the doorway. The three of us turn to see Nicolai looking at us. If it wasn't for his smiling face, we would be terrified. He is a very intimidating man.

"We, well I, actually just finished my task. We're heading out now." I say continuing to pack my bag. "Did you have a meeting?" I ask, glancing at him occasionally.

"Yes, we are just taking a short break. Someone wanted to show us some new designs, so I decided to take the walk." He says casually leaning against the frame. He had on a three piece suit, most definitely expensive by the looks of it. I must admit, he definitely had that sexy Russian mob look going for him.

I swing my bag over my shoulder and approach Nicolai . He smiles warmly and make room for me to pass.

"Do enjoy your evening." He says to me. I return his pleasantries and walk out with Harvey and Garth behind of me.

"If I didn't know better, I would think he was hitting on you Sam," Harvey laughs.

"Oh, you got that too huh?" Garth chuckles.

"Please stop. I'm sure he's nice to everyone." I say. Besides, he already knows I'm dating his friend I thought.

"He's a bit scary ain't it?" Harvey says entering the elevator first.

"I know right." Garth and I say in unison. The three of us laugh as we ride the elevator down. We clock out and head to Harvey's truck.

"So what's the plan for tonight peeps?" Garth asks. He turns so he can face both me and Harvey.

"I don't know. What you guys feel like doing?" Harvey says looking at me in the rearview mirror.

"I already have plans, sorry guys." I say sympathically.

"Plans?" They both say. "With who?" That was Garth.

"I have a date, okay." I say matter of fact. They both look at me like I had two heads. "I can date, ya know." They look at each other before looking at me.

"Oh come off it." I fold my arms and drop back into the seat. "Like me ain't capable ah gettin' ah date. Wah, goat bite me eh?"

"Lol, I think we made her mad, her accent is back." Garth laughs heavily, the sound bounces off the interior, creating a melodic sound.

"Fine, let's take her home. Don't want her to be late for her date." Harvey chirps. I punch him in the shoulder, wishing I could punch him in the face. "Ow." He laughs.

"I really need to teach you how to punch Sam," Garth says shaking his head.

"If you did, we'll all die." I point out. He nods in agreement. "Now 'llow me, take me home so I can get ready for game night."

"What kind of games are we talking about here?" Garth inquires. One of his eyebrows are raised. "Strip poker?"

"Truth or dare?" Harvey pipes in.

"Do or drink?" Garth continues.

"Wait, can we come?" Harvey perks up. He clears his throat."Not like that, I mean, take part in the games night." Garth chuckles.

I shake my head. "No, no, no and no." I roll my eyes at them and look out the window. I'm almost home. "It's just for the two of us."

"Voyeurism is a thing you know." Harvey says, dodging the smack I was about to give him. Again Garth laughs out loud. I can't help but join him.

"I love you two idiots." I open the door and jump out. "Maybe we can do something tomorrow at someone's house. I'll buy pizzas."

"Yes, I love it." Harvey chimes. He claps his hands together then points to me. "You're on, my adorable miniature friend."

I huff, about to retaliate when he laughs and drives off. He stops a short distance away and shouts. "Hurry up and get inside your house woman. Your sister isn't gonna kill me for someone k********g you."

I shake my head and open the front door. I wave them goodbye and close and lock the door.

It's a bit after 8pm and I have to bathe before Eli gets here. As I am ascending the stairs, the door bell rings. I turn around to take a peep.

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear," I say as I open the door.

"I don't think you'll like the devil to show up on your doorstep." Eli states with a small smile.

"True, but he definitely has some sexy demons." I say kissing him. He returns the kiss and gently pushes me backwards so he can close the door.

"Be careful what you wish for." Eli states. I see something flash behind his eyes but it's gone in no time.

"Or what? You're gonna show me how evil you can be? Torture me?" I ask seductively. Eli gives me a side eye but doesn't answer.

I step in front of him to walk up the stairs. I'm two steps ahead, just enough for him to eye my behind in my tight jeans. I hear him suck in a breath and I swing my hip more when I step up.

"What are you trying to do?" He asks, his voice is a bit gruff.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I say sweetly. I don't look back at him, just continue climbing the steps.

I reach the hall way door and take the keys out to unlock it. Eli is still two steps behind me. I pretend to drop the keys and bend over, looking back at him on my way up.

"Whatever you're doing, it's not going to work." He says. His grey eyes are a darker shade and filled with lust.

"What am I doing?" I ask as I unlock the door and step in. I hold the door open for him, just wide enough that he brushes my chest as he passes.

I hear him growl and I chuckle to myself. It's the weirdest sound I have ever heard anyone make. I'm not sure how to describe it other than to call it a growl. It's this fierce but sexy sound that I love to hear him make.

"Woman, behave." He chastise. I laugh to myself, he of all person should know I'm not very good at doing that.

I close the door and remove my boots and jacket. I turn towards my room and start stripping. I can feel Eli watching me. I don't know what's gotten into me but I'm enjoying this.

The me before him would have never done any of this. I have really grown since coming to England and since meeting him. I find myself to be a bit bolder and confident in my actions.

I throw my clothes in the hamper and stand in my room in just my panty and bra. They were not a matching pair but they work well together.

I turn to see him standing in the doorway, looking at me. I give him my best innocent smile and blink repeatedly. There hasn't been a day that I didn't yearn for him.

Standing in the door way, he just regards me without saying a word. His facial expression is blank and unreadable.

"I want you." I say, hoping to have him come to me. When he doesn't move, I walk over to him. His eyes only follow me.

I pout and bite my lips. His hand reaches up to gently pull my lips from my teeth. "Don't." He says simply.

"You don't want me?" I ask sadly, looking up at him with big doe eyes.

"Always." He states.

"Then why are you only standing there staring at me?" I pout. He says nothing. "Do you want me to make the first move?" I say placing my hands on his chest.

He's wearing a navy blue Button down shirt and black jeans. Even with his casual look, he looks like he's about to walk the runway. Sometimes I forget he's extremely rich.

Not that him being rich matters to me. We have been able to speak as equals and I have never asked him to buy me anything, even though he tries to insist.

I let my hand roam over his body as I start kissing his jaw and neck. I can see a tick in his jaw and I know he's trying to keep his composure.

My hands go lower until I hit his belt buckle. I quickly undo it while trailing kisses along his jaw and neck. I suck on his neck as I undo his pants button and zipper.

I hear him inhale. The pressure in his veins visibly increase. He's clenching and unclenching his fists.

My hands trail back up to massage his chest as they undo his buttons. Soon his bare chest is exposed to me. I love his body. So lean, so toned, so strong. I think about all the times he has lifted me up and jammed me against a wall and I can't help the moan that escapes my lips as I kiss his chest.

I trail my tongue lower, pulling his briefs down as I lower myself to my knees. He's still trying to fight it but his body is betraying him.

I take him in my hand and stroke him slowly. He hisses and looks down at me. His stormy eyes are piercing my soul. I smile as I swirl my tongue around him, slowly taking him in.

I increase my speed and lengthen my strokes. I feel his knees start to buckle. I look up at him with a devilish glint in my eyes as I increase my speed even more.

He finally grabs my hair and pushes my head down his shaft, claiming the rhythm.

I try not to choke on his length as I let him lead me. I had to place my hand higher up to stop myself from gagging a few times.

I can hear his oohs and ahs when I suck his head on my way up. I'm enjoying this as much as he is. My goal is to get him to come.

His rhythm increases and he becomes a bit more forceful. I know he's getting closer to the edge. A few tears sting my eyes as I try to concentrate on not breaking his stride. He's now full on f*****g my mouth.

One hand grabs his strong thigh as the other tries to assist my mouth. My jaw is getting sore and I don't know how much I can take. Tears start falling as he pounds harder and faster.

I am about to give in when he pulls out and shoots his load on my chest. I smile as I try to catch my breath.

He looks at me and wipes my tears. "Did I hurt you?" His stormy eyes are masked with concern.

"No, I'm fine." I say sweetly. He nods and kneels down in front of me. He grabs my face and kisses me.

"Why do you do this to me?" He asks. I didn't respond as his eyes look me over. I can feel the love radiating off of him.

"I love you Eli." I say softly.

"I love you too." He replies. He takes my hands and kiss them before kissing me again.

--Later--

I attempted to take a shower after our bedroom session but Eli joined me and f****d me in the shower. He wouldn't let up until I could no longer hold up.

What was supposed to be game night ended up with us talking, though we did play a few rounds of thumb war. He won them all.

I told him about my plans to move out since my sister wants to get married next year and I jokingly told him we should move in together.

"Would you like that?" He asks. His expression is blank again.

"Uh, I was just kidding. We don't need to do that. I mean, we're still figuring stuff out." I say hurrily.

"But would you actually want that to happen?" he asks again, staring at me.

I feel awkward. Of course I would like that but I didn't want to scare him away. I remain silent.

"Answer me," he says.

I look down at my hands as I whisper a soft yes.

I hear him shift and I'm scared to look up. I just ended the fairy tale I've been living for the last couple months. Time ticks by agonisingly slow. There is now a tension between us that makes my heart ache. I can't help the tears that starts to fall. My chest is heaving but my sobs are quiet. Eli lifts my chin and my heart pounds in my chest.

"What is the matter?" He asks. I can't tell what he's feeling.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so forward. I know we just met, I promise I'm not after your money or anything. I just picture us living together sometimes." I blurt out.

"Hmm." He says and let's go of my chin. "I don't think we'll be able to do that."

My world comes crashing down. My tears flow faster and I struggle to catch my breath.

Why was I such an i***t? Why did I think he would want to live with me?

Maybe all those conversations before about being public was just a ruse. Maybe all he wanted from me was s*x. It's not like I had anything else to offer him. I should have known.

Eli grabs me and pulls me onto his lap. He lifts my chin again. "You didn't let me finish." I stare at him, unable to control my sobs. "I was going to say I don't think that might be possible as my home is actually in Scotland. I only stay at hotels here in London."

I try to understand what he's saying to me. I look at him blankly. "So why are you always here?"

"Because of you." He looks at me like I've said something stupid.

"Why would you do that for me?" I hiccup in his face. Gosh, how more embarrassing can I get? I cover my mouth and look at him apologetically.

He smiles and kisses my cheek. "I don't have a home here in London, so it wouldn't be fair for me to ask you to stay at a hotel with me. I would like for you to see my home though." His smile turns to sadness.

"What is it?" I ask rubbing his face. He gives me a small smile but it doesn't reach his eyes.

"There is a lot I want to tell you Sam. I just... I'm just not ready for this to end yet." I am confused. He thinks I'll end it.

"Do you have a wife?" He shakes his head.

"Do you have kids?" Again, he shakes his head.

"Are you a serial killer or r****t?" He laughs and shakes his head.

"Oh God, don't tell me you're an atheist?" I mock. He laughs and I bounce on his lap.

Though we have never discussed his beliefs, he knows mine and I am okay with whatever he believes once he doesn't try to corrupt my faith.

"So what's the terrible secret?" I ask, nuzzling his neck. He sighs but says nothing.

"It's not time yet." He finally answers.

I look at him and smile. "Whenever you're ready to talk, I'm here." I fear he might have gotten his heart broken before. I know how cruel some women can be towards a man with money.

I don't push the topic any further. Instead we go back to our original plan of game night. We set up his play station that he brought in from his car and I precede to whoop his butt in Burnout.

When he has had enough, we switch games and he kills me repeatedly in COD.

Touché Eli, touché.