Irena

　　I opened my eyes in an instant, fuck I had lost control of my urges. I haven’t fed for some days and my urges might be getting stronger than I can control. And kissing him, kissing me made me even lose control more.

　　“I’m sorry,” I whispered, taking steps backwards. I’m going to act like I didn't hear him ask about my fangs, hopefully he wouldn’t pry.

　　“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he responded reassuringly. “your mouth, I thought I saw something?” he stated unsure.

　　I stared at him confused and innocently. “you saw something?” I asked. “what did you see?”

　　He shook his head, still looking uncertain. “nothing, forget about that, maybe it was the trick of the light or something,” he dismissed.

　　“I’m sorry I bit you,” I apologized. I was more worried than sorry, our saliva contains enzymes that can quickly heal up bite wounds. if the wound inflicted on his lips are fairly noticeable, he would notice that they are no longer there, and that would make him suspicious. Fuck, what have I done? I fucking let my emotion and desire get the best of me and I nearly sold myself out.

　　“I’m fine, I’m fine.” He re-assured. “I don’t even feel the pain anymore, it must have been a very small wound,”

　　I let out a breath of relief, and rested my back on the wall behind me.

　　“So we just kissed,” he stated, resting his back on the wall next to me. I laughed and nodded

　　“It doesn’t mean anything though,” I reminded him.

　　He held his hand to his chest. “ouch, that hurts way more than your bite,”

　　I laughed and rolled my eyes. “quit being so dramatic,” I turned to look at him, and maybe I shouldn’t have because I forgot how good he looked even up close. Alexey's chestnut brown hair reflected the moon light and the bright neon light of the sun, elaborating on his angular cheekbones and full plump lips that I wanted to feel again, suck on and nibble on, maybe bite a little more. Alexey was watching me too and I was enjoying the way his beautiful icy blue eyes stared at my face, stared at my lips in longing and then stared back in my eyes. I felt the chills of pleasure run through my veins, I don’t remember wanted to tell him to stay out of my life hours ago.

　　“You are so beautiful,” Alexey said in a hushed voice, I felt his palm stroke my face and push a lock or my wild red curls behind my ear. I felt some warmth rush to my face, I was flustered. Why am I blushing? I don't blush, no one makes me blush. I know that I’m fucking beautiful, his telling me was just a fact being stated.

　　“I know,” I whispered back.

　　“Too late beautiful. I made you blush already,” Alexey said warmly.

　　“Fuck you,” I retorted.

　　“Do you want to?” he asked in the sexiest tone ever, while his eyes moved from my lips to my eyes and back to my lips. I promised not to do anything with this man, and I plan to stick to my words after now, because there is no way I could get back his sexy eyes on me, or the way he’s looking at me with desire darkening his eyes and the way those eyes stared at my lips or how I couldn’t ignore the ache and want I felt for his down there. Alexey closed the space between us and kissed me again, and just like the first time, my heart leapt even more. I kissed him back hungrily and he pulled me to himself impossibly close, but the clothes, they felt like a huge barrier between us and I wanted them taken off. I pulled away and stared at his swollen pink lips, my head felt clouded and my eyelids were halfway closed, I wanted more, and I wanted it now. He kissed me some more again and pulled away.

　　“My car?” Alexey suggested breathing a little heavily. “It’s not so far away, I’ll carry you if you want,” he smirked.

　　“I can walk,” I prattled. “Where’s your fucking car?”

　　He smiled and pushed himself off the wall. “I'll lead the way,” but he was stretching his hands out for me to hold.

　　I decided to walk next to him instead. “move,” I ordered.

　　Alexey groaned and laughed lightly

　　“Feisty ey?” he asked. He wrapped his arm around my waist, squeezing me butt in the process. I held back a moan and it felt like forever before we got to his mustang.

　　Alexey opened the doors with the car's remote control and picked me up, placing his lips back on mine and kissing me hard. I ran my hands through his hair and pressed my lips against his even more. We got to the car and he lowered me in and joined me, before closing the suicide doors of his car. We continued kissing, Alexey lifted my arms and pinned them against the window of his car and then grabbed my hair with his other hand, tilted my head to the side, and attacked my neck. Moans escaped from my mouth and I tilted my neck even m hiore to give him more access. Running and tugging on his soft brown locks as he kept on nibbling on my neck, most definitely giving me a hickey, I didn’t mind, he could mark me anywhere and I would let him. He slowly took his hands off my hair and he went back to kissing me and sensually massaged my breasts.

　　“Fuck,” I whispered, he moaned and squeezed them a little harder. Alexey suddenly lifted me and placed me on his thighs, while my hands sneaked under his shirt and I felt the smooth hard, and toned body of his beneath my palm. He slid down the top half of my gown, exposing my breasts, before tilting his head and taking on my erect nipples in his mouth, twirling them with his tongue and biting on them slowly. I moaned softly, my pussy getting wetter and squeezing itself in anticipation. He kept on sucking on my tit as his hands slid down my gown and then he trailed his fingers down my thighs, teasing me, increasing my anticipation. I pulled his head up, wanting him to touch my pussy. His fingers trailed down my thighs, closer to my pussy this time, breaking the kiss and staring into my eyes, knowing that he was teasing me, driving me crazy. Keeping his eyes locked on mine, I trailed my fingers down my neck squeezed my firm round breasts, and jiggled them, enjoying the way his eyes darkened with arousal even more. I continued to sensual massage my breasts, ensuring to let them jiggle and squeezing on them even more while biting my lips and maintaining eye contact. He groaned deeply and took my breast in his mouth, sucking on them, while his fingers brushed my underwear, feeling how soaked they’ve gotten.

　　“Your pussy” Alexey whispered. “you're so wet, god you’re fucking driving me insane. I’m going to fuck you, I’m going to fuck you so hard, but first I’m going to enjoy your juicy pussy with my finger and lips,” he voiced huskily.

　　“Oh fuck,” I moaned under my breath. Alexey switched our positions, making me sit in the car, while he was in front of me. He softly pulled on my nipple with one hand, while his other hand squeezed my pussy lips. I was breathing hard and moaning intensely as he squeezed it, even more, my panties and his fingers getting even more soaked in my pussy juice. He moaned and licked off every amount of pussy juice from his fingers, ensuring to hold my gaze. He pit his fingers back on my pussy lips and gently used his fingers to pull my panties to the side while staring at my swollen pussy lips and clit hungrily. He impatiently ripped off my panties and staring at me, I felt his fingers squeeze my pussy lips and I gasped. His large hands squeezed and massages my fat pussy lips, sending electricity throughout my body and I found myself rubbing my pussy against his palm, moaning and fucking enjoying myself. He lifted my legs and placed then on his shoulder, giving him more access to my wet pussy. He spread my pussy lips and his thumb flicked my clit gently and I let out another gasp. He kept on playing with my clit, rubbing it in a steady pace, watching and enjoying all my reactions, it was so intense and instigating, and I could feel an orgasm building up.

　　“I’m going to cum,” I whispered.

　　“Cum for me,” he breathed, never for once breaking eye contact. I closed my eyes, letting the orgasm build as he kept on playing with my clit, and whispering the dirtiest words to me. My legs were shaking and my eyes rolled in the back of my head as I hit a climax, moaning loudly, arching my back, feeling intoxicated and creaming in the process. A few minutes later after I calmed down, he lowered his head and his tongue lapped on my pussy. I gripped his hair, pushing his head against my swollen vagina, whispering that he shouldn’t stop, moaning as he skillfully sucked on my pussy lips, flickered my clit with his tongue, and aye my busy out like delicious ice cream. I creamed even more and moaned his licked up every trace of cream on my vagina, before going back to my clit, sucking on it, licking and flicking it with his tongue, just the way I like it. I began moving my hips in rhythm with his tongue, humping his fucking mouth and drooling from how ecstatic it felt. I was going to cum again and I was going to cum hard. I increased my pace and he matched it. He flicked his tongue on my clit faster while I rocked my pussy against his lips at the same pace, trying hard not to lose control. I felt it build up again as I squirted and creamed and he moaned loudly, eating and lapping my pussy even more. It felt overwhelming, it felt so intoxicating, I felt so high my body jerked as I came, my pussy still against his lips, as I had one more mind-blowing orgasm.

　　“You drive me crazy,” he told me under his breath as he watched me cum.

　　I calmed down and saw the huge bulge in his pants. I was about to unbuckle his belt when we heard a loud thud, startling us.