“I will have you tonight, Samantha. After tonight, you’ll never forget that you are mine. And I will be yours.”
Samantha silently nodded in response. She was ready to commit to this man, this vampire. Luca was everything she’d ever wanted in a male: strong, loving, trustworthy, and passionate. She knew in her heart that giving herself over to him was all she desired now and for her future.
Luca unraveled the belt on her robe, slid his fingers underneath the soft fabric and slowly pushed it off Samantha, letting his hands glide from the smooth skin of her shoulders to her hands. As the robe pooled at her feet, he gently took her hands in his. She stood bare before his eyes. “You’re enticing, Samantha. I cannot seem to get enough of you. So the question is, do you want to play with me tonight? Be honest with me, darlin’, because I plan to take you to places we’ve never been before.”
Samantha felt womanly, exposed to Luca. She trusted him completely as he released her hands and placed his on her waist. “Luca, please, hurry. I can’t seem to keep my hands off of you.”
“Well, I guess we’ll have to do something about that,” he smiled knowingly. “Turn around, face the wall. Don’t move unless I tell you. It’s time for some fun.”
Without question, she complied and waved her bottom at him, shooting him a sultry look that said, ‘come and get me’.
Luca loved how responsive she was under his direction. He didn’t ever bring women into his home, and certainly engaging in a little light bdsm was something he rarely did anymore. Yet he’d wanted to do this to her since the minute she’d danced with him in the club. Luca slid his hands slowly up the sides of her waist, under her arms, pushing them upward and placing the palms of her hands against the wall. With the same precision, he glided his hands back down her arms, waist, until finally, he reached her bottom.
“Samantha, you are everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman; beautiful, smart.” She let out a small moan; he rubbed his hard aching bulge against her. He wanted to fuck her right now, but he wouldn’t dare. No, he planned to make her beg for mercy as he slowly brought her to orgasm over and over.
Though he was still fully clothed, she could feel his magnificent erection against her bum. She wanted him in her now; she grew wet from the intense ache between her legs. “Please, Luca.”
His hands slid from her ass around to lie just beneath her sensitive bosom. She moved slightly to urge him to cup her breasts. He smiled, smelling the overwhelming scent of her desire, but he wanted to draw out the anticipation, tease her with delight. “No, no, no, darlin’. Not tonight. You don’t get to decide when or how the pleasure happens. You wanted to play, so play we shall,” he whispered into her ear. Goosebumps ran over her skin in response to his hot breath. “Tonight is about wanting what you can’t have until I give it to you. It’s about me savoring every stroke of your flesh. The ultimate pleasure, tasting you while you come, screaming my name. Now, do you want me to touch your lovely breasts? Tell me, Samantha.”
“Yes. Please Luca, please touch them. I need…” Struggling to keep her hands pressed to the wall, she threw her head back in sexual frustration and sighed.
“Since you asked so very nicely.” Luca glided his hands over her sweetly curved flesh, while rocking his aching shaft against her behind. “So firm. Just right. And your perfect little nipples; they demand my attention too. You want me to pinch them?”
Samantha was lost in the sensation. He was driving her mad with need. She could feel her throbbing tips growing hard, but she was helpless to relieve the ache. She managed a strained response. “Yes, oh yes.”
“Such a good pet.” He tweaked her hardened pink tips and released them, then repeated it several times until he heard her moan. “This? Is this what you want?” Luca slowly brushed the pads of his forefingers across the straining peaks.
“Mmmm…more, Luca. Please,” she begged.
As much as Luca delighted in the sweet torture, he needed more too. He took each pink tip between his thumb and forefingers, and pinched even harder.
Samantha screamed in a heightened mixture of pleasure and pain. She rocked her hips back into Luca’s incredibly sexy and very hard male frame. She longed to touch the muscles that she knew rippled down his arms, flat stomach and strong legs.
“Like a little pain with your pleasure? Interesting.” Luca couldn’t resist kissing along her neck behind both of her ears. “How about a few spanks for my beautiful woman? Tell me, Samantha, is that something you want?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never…” She was embarrassed to admit that she was excited about the idea of his firm hand on her cheeks so close to her core.
Luca shook his head, sensing her desire. So his little witch wanted a spanking? He smiled. Without giving her warning, he stood to her side, letting his left hand slide down into her hot, moist folds, and then, in an alternating, successive order, he delivered four sharp slaps to the sides of her ass. He rubbed the inflamed, creamy skin with one hand as he inserted a finger inside her with the other.
“Ah, Luca, yes!” Samantha spoke between ragged gasps. “I know I shouldn’t want this but I do. Oh my God, please,” she was begging.
Luca felt the surge of wetness flow between her legs as she responded to his hands. He wanted to give her everything she needed but was finding it difficult to contain his own arousal. He’d like nothing more than to sheathe himself within her and fuck her senseless. Deciding to proceed with her pleasure, he inserted two fingers and began pumping them in and out, resting his chin on her shoulder as he whispered into her ear. He loved watching her lose control, giving into her darkest fantasies.
“Aw darlin’, you’re so nice and wet for me. I’m going to fuck you so good and hard.” Panting in pleasure, she snapped her head toward him; her eyes locked with his. “That’s right Samantha; I said I’m going to fuck you. You like when I talk dirty to you, don’t you? And you liked it when I spanked your ass too. Do you want more, Samantha? Come now, tell me.”
She sucked in a startled breath when she felt his thumb brush her clit. “Yes,” she said through gritted teeth.
He smiled at her, gazing deep into her eyes. “Get ready to let go, Samantha. I’m going to spank you while I finger your sweet pussy. Do you understand?” Her mouth opened, not sure what to say to his crass words. She’d never been one to say anything during sex, let alone something dirty. But his words were more of an instruction than a random thought. She was aware that he knew the words made her grow even more ready.
“Yes, please,” was all she managed to say before she felt four more spanks to her ass and Luca’s thumb pressing hard into her sensitive nub. She heard herself screaming as she plunged over the crest. In a molten sensation of release, she shuddered; her fists balled against the walls.
Releasing her, Luca spun her around and erotically kissed her, fisting his hands into the back of her hair. She reached for the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up over his head; they separated for only seconds as the shirt flew across the room, and then recaptured each other’s lips in a desperate act of passion. Samantha ran her fingers up the muscled planes of his back. They each fought for breath: tasting, sucking, wanting.
Luca grabbed her wrists and pulled out of the kiss. With a burning look into Samantha’s ice-blue eyes, he regained enough control to direct their play.
“Samantha, on your knees. Take me into your mouth,” he quietly commanded.
Seductively, she smiled, and obeyed. Gracefully, she knelt, but not before brushing her rosy peaks against his chest, teasing him. She couldn’t wait to taste him, and she planned on tantalizing him like he’d done to her. Thinking this was going to be oh-so-sweet, she provocatively sat back on her heels, pushing out her breasts. Slowly, she unbuckled his belt, and pulled it out of the loops, tossing it aside. After unbuttoning the button, Samantha took her time lowering the zipper. He wanted to draw things out for her, so she planned on taking her time, making him beg in turn. In a quick pull, she removed his boxers and pants until he stood gloriously naked in front of her. Like some Greek god, he stood motionless above her as she admired his steely contours.