Page 42 of Stolen Hours

“Wow. Waterfall time.” Jesse smiled at her. “And my mouth was completely in the wrong place.”

“Bad boy.”

“I think I’m doing pretty good.”

“Oh, you are. I’d give this ten out of five stars,” Sophie laughed and hugged him hard around the neck, wondering if it were possible to truly fly away on a cloud of orgasmic highs.

“Just ten? I was thinking a billion. That tight little pussy just won’t quit.”

“I was thinking the same thing about that big cock,” Sophie bit his neck, which was always an erogenous zone for vampires.

She felt Jesse still, and his hands dug into her hips with a bruising grip.

“I want to taste you when we’re coming,” Jesse hissed, and Sophie could tell, even with her eyes closed, that his fangs had come out.

“Yes, yes, go ahead,” she nodded, feeling her muscles tighten at the highest of the high peaks. This one stole her breath, then sent it out in a wail of bliss as she felt an earthquake of an orgasm explode inside of her, milking Jesse’s cock as his fangs slipped in like the tiny pinch of a needle, a blip of pain in an ocean of pleasure.

Thick, hot jets of his cum soaked into her pussy, and she felt as though her muscles were pulling it deeper, as if everything inside of her was drawing in.

He flows into me. While I flow into him.

Endless circle, always. Love, life, and afterlife. Woven together in him and me.

“You’re awesome,” she laughed, joy filling her that had been absent lately.

Jesselifted his head and licked his scarlet lips. “You’re amazing,” he giggled back. “Holy crap, Soph. My knees!” he cried out as he fell on top of her, crash-landing them on the bed.

“Your knees. My everything from the ribs down. Mr. Energizer Bunny. On steroids.”

“Not my fault.”

“I blame you.”

“You mean I get thecredit.”

“Deal, you get the credit,” Sophie chuckled, curling up tight in a happy, messy ball with the love of her life.

Jesse beamed down on her. “We needed this. This. The you and me, and remembering why we belong together. It’s about the two of us. Everything after is just another chapter in the book.”

“I love that. And sometimes, some of the chapters take longer to write.”

“Hey, if that was a ‘writing session,’ baby, I’ll quit my job and become a novelist. Chapter One: My Wife Seduced Me With That Cute Little Ass.”

“Stop!”

“Chapter Two: The Pussy That Would Not Quit.” Jesse patted her soaked curls with an admiring grin.

“You’re terrible.”

“You love me. Chapter Three: I Was Terrible, But She Loved Me Anyway.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I do.” Sophie kissed him and stretched. “Want pizza before round two?”

“Chinese, actually.”

“Both? It is a special occasion. The magazines call it a ‘Baby Moon.’ Or, you have that when you’re pregnant, too, when you go away to have special hubby and wife time before your world gets turned upside down.”

“You already turned my world upside down. But hey... Dad loves having J.J. over. We don’t need a ‘baby moon’ to come to this place. It’s fifteen minutes from our house—if we don’t leave when the school buses are running.”