No Ordinary Boss

Vampire

"You look gorgeous little one." Rome's unexpected voice has me flinching back. When I look up he's leaning against the balustrade. He pushes himself up straight when I walk over to him. Taking my wine from my hand he takes a sip, before placing it down. He slips his hands inside my open robe to resting his hands on my hips.

"What are you doing out here Rome?" My eyes dart between his gray orbs that give nothing away.

"You left without saying goodbye. I was worried that something was wrong." A cool breeze blows a few hairs in front of my face. Romes brushes them behind my ear, dragging his hand down my neck, his thumb brushes over my throat. I tilt my head, and close my eyes enjoying the feel of his touch on my skin. His hand slips down lower over my chest, to cup my breast as his thumb brushes over my hard nipple; making me gasp.

Rome bends down and presses his lips to mine, as his free hand slides down to my ass; holding me in place as he presses himself to me. I can feel his hard member; long and thick against my stomach. My hands against his chest fist his jacket pulling him closer. When he groans and grinds himself into me. Licking my bottom lip and tugging it with his teeth I open my mouth allowing him to slip his tongue in. Our tongues rubbing against one another starts off slow open mouth kisses, but quickly turns to rough and hungry. I pull away needing air, he dips down to the crook of my neck sucking hard, and licking his way up. I feel his lips kiss over my pulse on my neck, before he licks and sucks on it. Lost in a haze of lust, and passion. My entire body feels like it's on fire and I never want it to stop. He lets out a low growl, as I feel something sharp on my neck. I pull away, cupping my hand over my neck. When I pull it away there's a little blood stain on my hand. My brows pinch together as I look from my hand to Rome's face.

"I'm so sorry, Eva. It was an accident. I never would've bit you without permission. I just got caught up in the moment." His brows are pinched, as he tries to reach out for me. I don't flinch away. In fact it's the opposite. I relax my facial muscles when I see how guilty he feels.

"I-it's ok. Just don't bite so hard next time." I take a step closer to him, but he shakes his head and takes a step back with his hands extended to stop me.

"I think I need to go." I furrow my brows and I grab onto his finger.

"No, why would you go?" He doesn't make a move to leave but he won't look at me. "Can you please just tell me whatever you keep trying to hide? I'm obviously not going to leave you. I want to be with you." I look down as both of my hands hold on to his one, holding on tight. He lets out a sigh, and scoops me up in his arms. Carrying me into the living room, he sits on the couch with me in his lap.

He looks down at me, his eye brows pinched. With a small smile I nod my head to let him know I'm listening. He sits up straight and picks me up to straddle him before clearing his throat.

"When I first saw you, six years ago you were 17 years old, seeing the Christmas tree in the city with friends. And I was 35 years old, and was with my girlfriend." I'm concentrating on his story, but when he says he was 35, I hold up my hand.

"Wait, I thought you were 35 years old right now?" He nods his head, and looks down. "How....how long have you been 35?" He shrugs, trying to avoid answering. I scooch in closer wrapping my arms around his neck. "Please Rome, talk to me." He looks up, with raised brows.

"75 Years." I take a minute to take this all in. Part of me is freaking out because I know that what he is telling me isn't humanly possible. Which means he isn't human. But the other part of me knows that I'm falling in love with him; and no matter what he is, it won't matter. I also think he's hot, and being with an older guy has always turned me on anyway. I smirk, and play with his collar.