Her hand drifted to my c**k and began working it with vigorous, twisting strokes — like her blowjob, a complex movement repeated perfectly every time. I had to grab her wrist and pull it away. "Not yet, slut," I said.
"You are bedwarming me, then," she said. Her hair spread out in the water around her, wet and flattened.
"What's that?"
"You are raising my body temperature so that I will be at your own level of heat when you f**k me." She lounged against the side of the tub, unbothered by my hands freely exploring her body.
"Yes. Do people do that a lot?"
"Sometimes. The interest comes from... desiring a vampire, but not at the vampire's own temperature. Someone with a well-developed fetish for vampire encounters would simply revel in a colder body. But you are different, for now."
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