s*x with a Vampire

Bliss

The weeks go by and before I know it, it's already the middle of the December. As hard as it is to believe, the temperature drops even lower. The days are just gloomy and cold. It is definitely going to snow this year, no doubt about it.

My sister would be going out to sea for a couple months in a couple days. She warned us not to wreck her house. I enjoyed that she's okay with my and Eli's relationship.

Though we haven't spoken about what we are, we call and message each other everyday and hang out on weekends.

It is the Saturday before my sister has to leave. We decide to go to the wharf to hang out at the arcade.

It's just us playing air hockey when two guys approach us. We ignore them but they seem persistent. To get them to go away my sister bets them that she can score higher on the punch bag machine. They agree and we walk over to it.

I go first as I know my punches are weak as s**t. I score a 550. Guy 1, who was hitting on me goes next and scores 800. He gets excited and high fives his friend. My sister encourages his friend to go next and he scores a 850. It's annoying how obnoxious they are.

I say nothing as I know I've seen my sister hit harder than that. The deal is who ever hits harder, the losers have to buy drinks.

My sister goes next and she hits a 920. The guys stop gloating and just stare at the red LED numbers. I smirk and high five my sister.

We end up getting our drinks and we all play pool, teaming up and often switching team mates at the end of a match.

I enjoyed my night. The guys turn out to be great company and we end up exchanging numbers.

We leave the arcade around 11pm and head back home. It's about 12pm when we get back to Gosport. Before taking a taxi, we walk a bit to grab something to eat at a Kebab shop.

When we get home, my sister's fiancé calls so she takes her food to her room. I sit in the living room scrolling through the channels when my phone vibrates. I take it up to see who it is.

"hey, it's Mason from the arcade. just texting to see if you got home okay"

"Yes I did. Thanks for checking in."

"I really had fun tonight. you have a competitive spirit. I like that in a girl..."

"uh, lol, thanks."

"wanna hang out again next week? we can hit the clubs or movies....or even the arcade again. just us tho"

I stare at the phone. He just asked me out on a date. What were you expecting Sam, I scold myself, you gave him your number.

"I don't know if that would be a good idea. I'm already interested in someone right now. I have no problem just hanging out as friends though."

He reads my message but doesn't reply. I feel bad for potentially leading him on, it was not my intention. I just have no problem having guy friends.

My phone vibrates in my hand and I pick it up to check the message. I realise it's a call. The caller ID shows two heart emojis around Eli's name.

I remember when I had screenshot something he said and sent it back to him. He saw his name and laughed. He told me it was cute. I was so embarrassed at first but when I realised he was okay with it, I kept it.

I answer the phone before it rings again. "Hello handsome." I can't help the perkiness in my voice. Eli always makes me excited.

"You seem wide awake." I hear him chuckle. "I was just checking in. How was your night?"

"It was really great. We were playing air hockey when these two guys came up trying to chat us up. They wouldn't leave us alone so we challenged them to bet on the punching bag." I beam as I replay my night to him. "My score was terrible and they thought they won and then Shay shut them down real quick. So they had to buy us drinks. They were actually cool, we played team pool with them for the rest of the night. One of the guys even texted me a while ago to check in as well."

"Oh, " Eli says. I hear him shuffle a bit.

"What's the matter?" I ask.

"Nothing, really," he says. I can tell it's in fact something.

"Please talk to me, Eli. What's the matter?" I ask again.

He laughs. "It's actually quite silly. I got a bit jealous that a guy was hitting on my girlfriend and even got her number." I hear another shuffle and I know he just ran his fingers through his hair.

"I'm sorry, I didn't take his number to do anything. We bonded over his island travels and he reminded me of Bertram." I quickly stated.

"I'm not upset Sam. Like I said, it was just silly jealousy. Besides, I can't stop you from speaking to anyone. I can't blame guys for hitting on you, you're beautiful." I can't help but blush.

"You called me your girlfriend, does that mean we're official?" I ask.

"Sounds a bit cringe to call you my girlfriend but yes, I would love for us to be," he pauses. "An item?"

I laugh.

"I want you to be my mate?" he continues. We're both laughing now as he continues to think of new ways to ask for us to be together.

"Okay, yes, we day." I say in my creole.

We spoke for a bit more before I head off to bed. He promised he would come over later that day.

--Later--

After church and helping my sister cook, I run downstairs to open the door for Eli. It was around 3pm and we plan to have another games day.

The three of us play dominoes until we get bored of it. My sister taught us how to play Romey and Eli showed us how to play Black Jack. We played for hours and drank WKD blue and ate pizza.

Around 8pm my sister gets a call from her fiancé and she heads in. I know it's only because she would be on ship for the next couple months and reception and call quantity would not be great.

Eli and I go back to my room. Since the day we slept together, we have had urges but neither of us have followed through. Though I do tease him, I try not to push it.

"How do you feel about me telling my friends at work about us?" I ask, snuggling closer into his chest.

He pulls me closer and rubs my arm. "Would you be okay with the awkwardness that would follow?" he asks.

"What do you mean?" I turn to look up at him. He's propped up against the headboard with my pillows behind his head.

He looks down at me and gives a short smile. "If you announce you're dating the owner of the business you work for, chances are, things will change at your office. Your work environment will not be the same." He says.

He explains that he would need to speak to HR about it, which means that someone would eventually spread the news. He tries not to make his personal life public but he wants me to understand that it would come with some challenges especially now that he's in the running to become the biggest tech giant behind Google and f*******:.

I nod to show my understanding. I know Eli has to be in the lime light sometimes and I haven't yet considered that he may invite me to these events.

"Hmm, I guess I never really thought about how much your businesses have been growing." I look away feeling conflicted. He grabs my chin and turns me to face him.

"If that's something you do not want, I have no problem keeping this a secret until you're ready." He says. He looks a bit disappointed but I know he's more concerned about my safety.

"I don't want us to be a secret. Besides, I rarely see pictures of you in the news or anywhere. I do see clips of you speaking at events but besides typical paparazzi talk, no one really seems to get any personal pics of you." I reason. "So being with you and making it public shouldn't be that bad. Besides, it's not like you're one of those Hollywood celebrities and you walk the red carpet." I laugh.

Eli stares at me before laughing. "Funny you should say that." I c**k my head. "I have tickets to a movie premier. Usually I won't go to these things but since we're exclusive now and I'm showing you off to the world, I might as well do it at one of my rare attendance events."

My jaw falls open. Movie premier? Me, around celebrities? Does he not see how I look?

"I can't attend a movie premier Eli. Look at me? I have nothing to wear to those things. Besides, have you not seen how I look? People like me can't attend things like that." Eli stops me before I could continue.

"What are you talking about?" his voice is firm and stern. "What do you mean by that?"

"I just don't have the style or class for those things. I don't have clothes, makeup, hairstyle." Eli stops me again.

"If you're worried about what to wear, I can take you shopping or we can hire a stylist to get you ready." He states. His eyes are still steely grey and penetrative.

"It wouldn't really matter though. Have you seen my skin with my bruises. Or the gaps in my teeth. I can't walk in with you at a red carpet event." I hang my head in shame. It's hitting me that Eli's status is so far above mine and he might interact with far more beautiful women than me on a daily. "I don't know why I thought that being in the public eye would be a good thing."

I hear a growl behind me and I look up. Eli is furious. I slowly get off of him. I have never seen him look like that.

"Why are you putting yourself down like that?" His voice is deep, almost commanding.

"I, " My voice comes out barely audible. I swallow to push my fear back down. "You're scaring me." I confess.

Eli face softens a bit. "I don't want to hear you talk about yourself like that. You're f*****g beautiful. Don't you dare for one second think otherwise. You have no idea how proud I am to have you."

My eyes swell with tears and I can't help releasing them. Eli grabs me and pulls me to his chest. He rubbing my back and his voice lowers to a soothing tone.

"Please don't compare yourself to anyone else or bother about what others may think. If I wanted them, I would be with them. I want you." He says. I nod staining more of his shirt with my tears.

He lifts my chin and wipes my tears. He kisses my forehead then trail kisses along my cheek and jaw. The flames in my core ignite and my body starts burning up. This always happens when he touches me.

I let him push me backwards onto the bed as he climbs on top of me. He continues to kiss my jaw and moves to my neck, trailing kisses and sucking on it.

I'm a moaning mess under him. I can feel his strain beneath his pants and I can't help but touch it. He let's out a ragged breath and pushes my hands above my head.

His hands start roaming my body, kneading and caressing my breasts while one grips and rub my waist.

Eli leaves my neck and return to my lips. His kiss is passionate and needy. His tongue forces it way pass my lips and I give way to it.

My hands are clawing at Eli's back and rampaging through his hair. I pull him into me, feeling him close but not close enough.

We break apart to get some air and his eyes are shimmering. We both feel the same way but we have already decided to take things slow.

I bite my lips, my chest is rising and falling rapidly. I can't help but rub my legs against him. I have a deep ache that I know only he can fill.

He looks at me, his own chest heaving and I can see the internal battle. His face twitches and he closes his eyes.

I touch his face and his eyes shoot open. "I want you." I say in my most sultry voice with doe eyes.

"We made a promise," Eli's voice is hoarse. It's music to my ears. I know he's just as tempted but he's trying to maintain his composure and be the level-headed one.

"Then why do you tease me so much?" I pout. Eli chuckles and I pull him towards me as he lowers his guard.

I flip us over and I'm on top of him pulling his shirt up over his chest. I grab his belt buckle and pull it from its confine. Eli grabs my hands and pushes me backwards. We're now struggling for control of his clothes. I know he isn't fighting that hard as I've seen him at the gym before.

He lowers his mouth and takes one of my fully clothed breasts into his mouth. I moan loudly.

His hands pull my shirt over my head and toss them aside. My pants soon follow. I laying beneath him in just my underwear and bra. Soon I'm fully naked and exposed to him.

He takes his time caressing and sucking on my breasts one at a time. By now my mind is already frazzled.

He lowers himself between my legs and start his assault on my sweet spot. I can't control the spasms taking over my body. His mouth taste every inch of me as his tongue explores my core. I leak my juices into his mouth and he happily saps it up.

The pressure builds and I can't hold it back anymore. My legs twitch and I thrash on the bed while he holds me firmly in place. I bite my lips to stop myself from screaming.

I can't take it anymore but he keeps going. My legs are twitching and I'm pushing on his head to release me from my torture but he continues.

His fingers slid into me and start to explore my walls. His tongue still circles and caress my c**t. He's driving me crazy.

In and out his fingers go, creating another sensation. I start to beg but he only laughs at me. I try to pull away but he refuses to let me go. Whenever I try to run, his fingers explore my sweet spot deeper and increase their speed.

He pulls me more to the center of the bed and flips me over. He climbs on top of me. My head is resting on one of his hand and his other arm is under me, his fingers enter me again.

He bites my neck and I shiver. "This would be a nice position you know. Just to take you from behind like this." He rubs himself against me. I arch my back so his fingers could move without resistance. I moan my pleasure as he continues to stroke me.

He slides his fingers in and out. Circling my c**t, teasing my hole before he pushes them back in.

He moves his arms to grab onto my neck, pulling me back to meet him, careful not hurt me. We're now kneeling in the centre of the bed with one hand around my neck and the other pumping into me.

He's nibbling on my ears as I become putty in his hand. I could no longer form cohesive sentences to his questions or follow his conversation. He delights in my torture.

I start squeezing his fingers and I know that I'm close to my second release. I follow his rhythm, increasing my pleasure.

He kisses me as I feel the gush of liquid run down my legs. I moan into his mouth as I ride his fingers. My high draws on.

I slump against him as I start to come down. He's still stroking but I have no energy to respond. I have no doubt he will continue if I let him.

"Please," I beg. "No more."

He shoots me a wicked grin and I whimper. "You want this and you're running from me?" He chastise.

"I'm not running." I cry. "I just came twice."

"And maybe I want you screaming my name the whole night" he replies. My core clench and the ache starts again.

I've never experienced this before. I've had past boyfriends but I've never felt this way before about anyone.

I look at him with puppy eyes. "You're trying to kill me, aren't you?"

"Pleasure never killed anyone." He retorts. He lowers me back on the bed and takes off his shirt.

I've always enjoyed looking at him. Usually I only get to see his bare chest when he invites me to his gym.

My core heats up and I'm leaking again. Eli leans his head and gives me a mischievous smile. I know he can see my p***y clenching with need. Having his fingers is one thing but having his d**k is another. I wanted him so badly I ache.

He strips off his pants and briefs. I can't help but stare at him in all his glory. Adonis never looked so good. From his broad shoulders, to his toned chest and abs, his sculpted thighs and the blessing between his legs. I have struck gold.

He takes a condom from his pocket and I wonder if he always had it or did he already know what was going to happen.

We have s*x twice that night before my walls got too sore to continue. I return his teasing in kind when I took him in my mouth and practiced what I've seen on TV.

I didn't expect for him to be so insatiable or for him to f**k my mouth like he did. I didn't want to swallow so he released himself on my chest.

We cleaned up and he took me back to bed. I check the time, it's after two in morning. I expect him to take his leave but instead he hands me my pajamas and he stays in his briefs. He crawls into bed and pulls me on to him.

"You're not leaving?" I ask unsure.

"Only if you want me to," he replies. I shake my head no and snuggle into him.

This is the first time he has decided to stay. Thankfully I didn't have work today as I decided to see my sister off.

I dose off, reveling in my bliss. Some time later Eli wakes me up for round three. I pass out soon after, too tired to stay awake.