Sleeping With His Mistress
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  • Reads 15,670
  • Votes 353
  • Parts 4
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Jan 05, 2013
Mature
"How often do you two make love?" I asked her, my heart racing as I waited for the answer.  She was so close.  So... breathtaking.  I could barely think as her red lips drew closer to mine, and her husky voice filled the void in the air.
"What is making love, Diana?"  She looked at me, her eyes dark and seductive. 
I swallowed hard as she climbed gracefully onto my lap.
"I...I can't describe it," I said.  My body was going numb with the amount of electricity she was giving off.
Seductively, she lowered her mouth to my throat and nipped lightly before kissing it.  

"Then show me."
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My vampire queen.

35 parts Complete Mature

"Wouldn't you like that? Having me behind your pretty body, fingers deep inside of you, distracting me from doing my work?" She breathed out warmly. "I would die to see you squirm under me-my touch already carved deeply into your body, unable to accept anyone else." "God-" Cosima managed a weak eye roll, ignoring the buzzing between her legs. Suddenly, Vanya pulled away, staring down at her, all serious and firm. "Roll them again." She ordered, and Cosima's eyebrows arched. Vanya's amber eyes glinted-no hint of reaction on her face. "Roll your eyes at me, pretty girl." She muttered, her fingers trailing on her sensitive spine. Folded, Cosima obeyed, her eyes rolling ironically. "Good girl," Vanya purred, and suddenly her tall body was above Cosima-pinning her onto the coffee table. "Since you love God so much, your eyes will watch him tonight, and I'm not quite sure I grant you the guarantee of returning-high chance of your thighs crushing my head between them."