though that being surrounded by donors seems to be weakening my resolve to
not feed any more than I have to.”
He nodded. “That’s pretty standard. Lucy’s good at what she does. Part of the purpose of this party is to help you realize that donors are
willing participants. We know what
we’re doing and things are pretty civilized among our network.”
“So, who is that?” She nodded toward the woman just
stepping into the courtyard. She
looked a lot like Liz in terms of build, curvy but not heavy. Sasha could imagine her hands in the
woman’s coppery hair, her mouth on the curve of her neck.
“Her? That’s Steph. She plays for your team.” He finished his beer and used it as an
excuse to walk over to Steph who was near the cooler. Sasha saw the two of them talking. Steph held a drink in her hand, and
Sasha saw she was drinking gin and tonic too. She drained her own glass and went to
the kitchen, refilling her glass and making a drink for Steph before going back
out to the courtyard and joining Caleb.
“Damn, woman. You don’t need a wingman.” Caleb opened a fresh beer and left them
alone.
Steph grinned at Sasha
before setting down her glass and reaching for the fresh drink Sasha brought
her. “Thanks. I have a feeling I’ll be getting pretty
drunk tonight. I’m recovering from
a recent break up, so I’m looking for a little diversion.” As Sasha handed her the drink, their
hands barely touched. The attraction she felt for Steph was so powerful it made
Sasha take a step back.
It took her a minute to
speak, and when she did, Sasha’s voice seemed lower and huskier than
normal. “I’d love to distract you
for awhile.” Steph took a sip from her drink and took Sasha’s free hand in her
own. “That sounds like a wonderful
plan to me. And you make a hell of
a gin and tonic.”
They stayed at the party for
a couple of hours, mingling with others while Caleb and Steph introduced Sasha
to different donors. At some point
in the evening, Sasha realized that Lucy and Caleb were actually a bit of an
item, which made her feel more secure in her ability to ignore the feelings of
desire from him. She could tell by
the way he and Lucy looked at each other that there was a strong bond there,
and she made a note to ask Lucy how they navigated the whole entanglement with
vamps as a couple.
As the party was hitting
it’s height and the donors were well in their cups, Steph pulled Sasha to her,
kissing her. Lucy was right; Sasha
could not only feel the desire that Steph felt for her--it was magnified. As
Steph pulled back a bit, Sasha moved her lips to the hollow of Steph’s neck,
feeling the steady pulse against her mouth. “Please, let’s go inside” was all she
managed to whisper. Steph took her
by the hand and led her into the carriage house.
As soon as the door closed
behind them, Sasha grabbed the bottom of Steph’s t-shirt and pulled it over her
head. Steph’s hands scrambled for
the buckle of Sasha’s belt, unclasping it first, then unbuttoning and unzipping
her jeans and sliding her hands around Sasha’s hips, loosening her shirt. As her hands slipped under the cotton,
Sasha felt her skin on fire wherever Steph touched her. She helped her lift the shirt off, and
they both kicked their shoes off before Sasha led Steph up the stairs to her
bedroom. Sasha pushed Steph back on
the bed and first pulled off Steph’s jeans and her own before sliding on top of
her, her right thigh between Steph’s. She was dizzy with desire as she felt Steph wiggle beneath her. Steph chuckled and pushed Sasha over on
her back, straddling her.
“Let me drive, ok? As much
as I want you, I’m afraid that you’ll be overwhelmed.” Sasha didn’t object, in part because she
was already so far in the deep that she couldn’t. She surrendered herself to Steph
completely.
In the wee hours of
not feed any more than I have to.”
He nodded. “That’s pretty standard. Lucy’s good at what she does. Part of the purpose of this party is to help you realize that donors are
willing participants. We know what
we’re doing and things are pretty civilized among our network.”
“So, who is that?” She nodded toward the woman just
stepping into the courtyard. She
looked a lot like Liz in terms of build, curvy but not heavy. Sasha could imagine her hands in the
woman’s coppery hair, her mouth on the curve of her neck.
“Her? That’s Steph. She plays for your team.” He finished his beer and used it as an
excuse to walk over to Steph who was near the cooler. Sasha saw the two of them talking. Steph held a drink in her hand, and
Sasha saw she was drinking gin and tonic too. She drained her own glass and went to
the kitchen, refilling her glass and making a drink for Steph before going back
out to the courtyard and joining Caleb.
“Damn, woman. You don’t need a wingman.” Caleb opened a fresh beer and left them
alone.
Steph grinned at Sasha
before setting down her glass and reaching for the fresh drink Sasha brought
her. “Thanks. I have a feeling I’ll be getting pretty
drunk tonight. I’m recovering from
a recent break up, so I’m looking for a little diversion.” As Sasha handed her the drink, their
hands barely touched. The attraction she felt for Steph was so powerful it made
Sasha take a step back.
It took her a minute to
speak, and when she did, Sasha’s voice seemed lower and huskier than
normal. “I’d love to distract you
for awhile.” Steph took a sip from her drink and took Sasha’s free hand in her
own. “That sounds like a wonderful
plan to me. And you make a hell of
a gin and tonic.”
They stayed at the party for
a couple of hours, mingling with others while Caleb and Steph introduced Sasha
to different donors. At some point
in the evening, Sasha realized that Lucy and Caleb were actually a bit of an
item, which made her feel more secure in her ability to ignore the feelings of
desire from him. She could tell by
the way he and Lucy looked at each other that there was a strong bond there,
and she made a note to ask Lucy how they navigated the whole entanglement with
vamps as a couple.
As the party was hitting
it’s height and the donors were well in their cups, Steph pulled Sasha to her,
kissing her. Lucy was right; Sasha
could not only feel the desire that Steph felt for her--it was magnified. As
Steph pulled back a bit, Sasha moved her lips to the hollow of Steph’s neck,
feeling the steady pulse against her mouth. “Please, let’s go inside” was all she
managed to whisper. Steph took her
by the hand and led her into the carriage house.
As soon as the door closed
behind them, Sasha grabbed the bottom of Steph’s t-shirt and pulled it over her
head. Steph’s hands scrambled for
the buckle of Sasha’s belt, unclasping it first, then unbuttoning and unzipping
her jeans and sliding her hands around Sasha’s hips, loosening her shirt. As her hands slipped under the cotton,
Sasha felt her skin on fire wherever Steph touched her. She helped her lift the shirt off, and
they both kicked their shoes off before Sasha led Steph up the stairs to her
bedroom. Sasha pushed Steph back on
the bed and first pulled off Steph’s jeans and her own before sliding on top of
her, her right thigh between Steph’s. She was dizzy with desire as she felt Steph wiggle beneath her. Steph chuckled and pushed Sasha over on
her back, straddling her.
“Let me drive, ok? As much
as I want you, I’m afraid that you’ll be overwhelmed.” Sasha didn’t object, in part because she
was already so far in the deep that she couldn’t. She surrendered herself to Steph
completely.
In the wee hours of
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