from her skirt and slid it over her head while Greg unfastened the buttons on his shirt. His heart thumped faster upon seeing the lacy bra. The vampire was beyond lovely with her full, luscious breasts begging him to play with and kiss. He wanted to, badly. After she discarded her shirt in the sink, she slid her white skirt down her legs. Greg tugged his shirt from his pants and froze, staring at her gorgeous body. White panties matched her lacy bra and they barely covered her. His cock tightened in response. Sweet Jesus, he was in Heaven.
She reached down and picked up her skirt, then met his gaze. “Are you all right?”
He swallowed and quickly jerked his shirt off his shoulders. “Yeah. Fine.”
She smiled as she turned to face the sink. “You’re heart is beating fast.”
The next sound he heard was the water trickling down the drain. With her backside facing him, Greg’s gaze veered to her ass. She wore a thong and had the firmest butt cheeks he’d ever seen. He marveled at her beauty while his dick hardened. God, what a beautiful creation. He longed to touch her body, feel her skin and glide his tongue along every inch of her. But not here, in the women’s restroom of the clubhouse where the entire neighborhood congregated outside the door. What bad fucking timing.
He held his shirt up for her to slip her arms through the sleeves. “Here, you should put this on.”
She slid one arm at a time through a sleeve. His shirt hung loosely on her thin body. She turned to face him and the gap in the middle exposed her gorgeous body to him.
“I think two of me could fit in this.”
He stared at her breasts. Every bit of him yearned to touch. And why shouldn’t he? They were adults. Greg noticed the way she gazed at his chest and glanced down at his groin. The gleam in her eyes suggested she had an interest him. Hell, why not? Why fight the urge any longer?
He slipped his hand under her long hair, curled it around her neck then covered his mouth over hers.
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The kiss took her by complete surprise, but she liked it. Her body breathed with desire. His touch sent a warm current down her spine. Passion coiled within her as he stroked her tongue, then tenderly sucked on it. The man was everything she needed, wanted and longed for. Her knees quivered and she almost crumbled like a doll. At least she’d fall into his loving embrace.
He slid his hand over her ribs and down her hips, giving her gooseflesh. His gentle touch aroused her and moisture increased between her legs. He moved his hand to her butt cheek and squeezed. Need consumed her. When she leaned onto his body she felt his erection press against her belly. Her thoughts wandered, imagining what his thick cock would feel like inside her. Blissful . Better than a cold vibrator for sure.
A random thought entered her head. She was smooching a gay guy and he liked it. Shouldn’t he have pushed her away? He wouldn’t have if he was bisexual. His rigid erection along with the way he kissed and touched her indicated he wanted her. And she thoroughly enjoyed his treatment of her. Did it really matter what his preference was? Why not let their bodies do what they longed to do?
Greg moved the kiss to her chin and neck. His facial hair tickled her, but she loved the soft feel of it. He rolled his tongue down to the center of her breasts. Tingles of desire branched out through her. Her hard nipples ached for attention while her body craved for more of his touch, his wet tongue and sex. As if he knew the pleasure he was bringing to her, he continued to drag his tongue down until he landed on his knees before her.
“Alexi.” He kissed her belly, then licked and nipped it tenderly. “You’re so beautiful.”
Erotic zings shot down to the apex between her legs and brought her closer to an orgasm. As he dragged his tongue lower, she raked her fingers through his silky, smooth hair. He pressed his lips to her pubic mound and her legs trembled again. She
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