“Would you like to play?” he
murmured. His voice was pure sin.
I briefly tightened my hand around his cock. “I thought we were playing
already.”
He chuckled quietly at that and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was
hard, almost brutal when he invaded my mouth with his tongue. It turned
my knees to jelly and left me breathless, and I had to lean against him
for support, trapping his cock between us as I did.
“We can play this game, if you want.” His words were a caress against
my cheek. “Or we can try something different.”
It didn’t occur to me then that it was already different; he was a
vampire, after all, and I had expected his fangs to enter the ‘game’ at
some point. The promise in his voice was just too much to resist, and I
nodded, my throat too tight in anticipation to speak anymore.
“Look in the box.”
Even without looking at his face, I knew he was grinning. Gentle hands
turned me away from him and toward the white chest I had noticed when
entering the room.
“See if anything catches your eye in there.”
As loath as I was to sever all contact with him, I did as he asked, and
went to kneel in front of the chest. I didn’t know what to expect when
I unlatched the top and swung it open. What I found made me blush. Made
me lose my breath. Made my whole body so hot, even the two scraps of
lace that covered me seemed stifling.
... continued in Out
of the Box
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