《The little vampire- the darkest light》Sweet spot
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Gregory's POV
I held her satin faces with my fingers, forcing her to look at me. Her soft doe eyes looking into my determined ones. Carter had her moments when she was brave and fierce, but I knew deep down she wanted to be the sweet innocent princess. She wanted to be the good little submissive, she wants to be told what to do and when to do it. Perfect for me though because nothing turned me on more than taking control.
Once we kissed I felt electricity run through my body—I left alive. Her lips moved effortlessly, I knew she was experienced and it should have made me nervous, for yet I was far from it, but I wasn't nervous. I waited years for this, wondering what it would be like to run my fingers down my loves spine, to make them squirm with excitement. Years of waiting, and it finally came true. I was finally able to experience a normal experience. To feel like I somewhat belong...that I had someone besides my family.
The kiss got heated, every moment we spent touching One another; every moment I heard her gasp with delight or hold back a soft Moan, It motivated me. She was my literal savior.
Our lips danced together, as I thrusted my fingers inside of her, preparing her for god knows what. In all honestly, what. I know what I wanted to do—to bend her over the kitchen counter and take her from behind. To have her scream my name as I bruise her thighs and pull her head back with a fist full of her hair. To have her get on her knees and please me, to look up at me with her big beautiful eyes. To be tangled in one another's arm, sweat dripping off our hot bodies as we grunt like wild animals. High on each others pure etasy, drunk off one another's lips
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But, As I said before and will continue to say, my life doesn't turn out the way I plan
I continue to please my girl, my love, her moans and squeals piercing my ears. Drowning out everything else. I remove my lips from hers and start going to her jaw. The lower I go the more hitched her breath was, the faster her heart beat. Once I made it to the curve of of her jaw I could smell it. The sweet spot. The perfect place for any vampire— the soft spot of the Neck.
No, I wasn't going to bite her, I would never. But, I was beyond curious to know what it would be like to place my lips in that precise spot, to suck on that tender skin. Maybe, just maybe, would it feel the same.
I nip the skin on her jaw line, earning her to move but I kept her in place. She was frozen, not because she was scared but because her body was enjoying its self to much.
I moved slowly down to that spot, and I knew what I hit it. It was the best I've never had, it was different but I knew it would of been the best.
I continue to kiss it, giving it the attention it truly deserves
"Oh my god...Gregory" my baby says as she grips my arm. I knew she felt the same pleasure I did, perhaps it was the special bond we had. Whatever it was, it was perfect.
This moment was perfect, her hitched breathing and her tight core what was wet just for me. Her fragile frame that she trusted me with, her soft voice and quiet moans. She was perfect, there was no denying that.
I continue to kiss my spot—my spot. I got lost in it, thinking for the first time—feeling hopeful? Positive? Normal? Something different. Something new. Whatever it was i was feeling it because of her.
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She was sweet and perfect. And she wanted me, the dark and gloomy vampire who had a 300 year grudge on humans. Now, I would do Anything for one. I was deeply in love.
Fuck. I was in love. Goddamn love
I love Carter. If my Heart beat it would beat for her.
"Oh cater" I whisper into her eat. My hot breath giving her goose bumps
She laughed in a sexy way in response.
like I said, when something finally is going my way life shuts it down:
"GREGORY SACKSVILLE-BAGGS WHAT ARE YOU DOING" I hear my father voice break through my thoughts. My lips detaching off Carter's neck, my fingers slipping out of her.
I turn to them and see their faces, shocked and confused. I look back at Carter and see her flushed face, bruised neck and thigh and her bloody wrapped up hand.
Shit. This looks really bad
"It's not what it looks like, well some of it is but it's not" I smile trying to be serious
Fuck me
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