Passion For Hire (Passion #5)

by J. a Melville

  Adrian sighed and walked towards the stairs leading down to the garage. He would drive somewhere. He wasn’t sure where, just somewhere that wasn’t here. He was lucky that his family had had the good sense to leave him alone with his thoughts. He couldn’t deal with them any more tonight. It would be daylight in another hour or so, and he would need to find somewhere to sleep. Not here though, not his home. He would book himself into a motel for the day to get some sleep before he figured out what the hell he was going to do next.

  He was halfway down the stairs when he heard the front door open and he tensed, bracing himself to do battle with his parents or maybe even one, still really pissed off Flame.

  Adrian didn’t bother turning to see who it was, he simply continued on down the stairs before heading towards his gleaming black Trans Am. He’d just made it to the driver’s door when she called him and he paused, reluctant to turn around. His hand reached for the car’s door handle, ready to open it and climb inside. If he hurried, he could get in the car and drive off before she reached him.

  “Adrian, please don’t go or if you do go, take me with you.” Her soft melodic voice called to him.

  “Faith, go back inside will you. I need to be alone for a little while.”

  “I’m not leaving you alone. I’m coming with you and I’ll just be quiet so you feel like you’re alone.”

  Adrian couldn’t stop the chuckle that escaped his lips at her words. “Sweetheart, you couldn’t be quiet if the world was dependent on your silence to save them all. They’d be doomed.”

  She slapped him lightly on the arm, a reluctant smile curving her lips. “I’m coming with you Adrian. I told your parents I’d stay with you. Take your pick, it’s either me or one of them will come with you.”

  That was enough to seal the deal for him. “Get in the car.” He told her and climbed in too. Once Faith was seated, he started up the Trans Am and felt that usual burst of pleasure at the throaty sounding rumble of the V8 engine before he backed out the driveway and headed off down the road.

  Faith

  “So are we just going to drive aimlessly around for the remainder of the night?” I asked noticing that the first hint of daylight was lightening the night sky. “Just we don’t know if I can handle the daylight at all yet, and if we’re going to test that shortly, when the sun’s coming up, you might want to allow for what will happen if it ends badly. Flame nearly killed you once already; do you want to put yourself at risk of her wrath again? Not to mention I know how much you love this car, and a burned interior is probably not something you’d want either.” I grinned at him, trying to lighten his mood a little.

  “Don’t worry Faith. I will not let you burn. We’re here.” He said as he pulled into the driveway of a motel. A fairly expensive looking motel from what I could see from my limited view of it. He parked near reception and climbed out of the car, telling me to wait.

  He was only gone a few minutes and he returned with keys before driving the car under an archway with the motel’s name across it. We passed by numerous rooms until Adrian finally pulled up in front of the very last one in the line. I couldn’t help but feel a small burst of relief that we were away from the rest of the guests, so more privacy. There were only a handful of cars parked outside rooms and the closest car was about five rooms away. I wanted private time with Adrian so I could try and seduce him. We were alone so the perfect opportunity. I knew he wanted me; I just had to convince him that I was the only one for him.

  I followed him into the room and stood for a moment looking around. It wasn’t quite a five star motel but it was still comfortable. It was decorated in cream and deep green. The thick carpet felt so plush under my feet that I kicked off my shoes so I could curl my toes into it. It was hard to look at anything else in the room other than the huge bed which dominated it, and when my eyes finally met Adrian’s, he was watching me intently.

  “Do you need to feed sweetheart? I don’t want you hungry and maybe doing something impulsive.”

  “I’m ok, if I want something, I’ll drink from you. You can relax Adrian; I’m not like full blood vampires. I don’t have that desperate thirst for the blood and I can eat from the mini bar.” I walked over to it. “See? Apart from the alcohol, there’s nuts. I’ll be ok for the time we’re here.” I smiled reassuringly at him.

  “As soon as it’s a bit lighter, we will test your response to sunlight. I need to know if you are like my son. He is going to have to be tattooed since he can still burn, just not as fast as the rest of us.”

  “Ok, now you’re going to tell me what’s going on with you. Tonight was intense, emotional and stressful. Do you hate me for what I did, for revealing your secret to your family?” I asked, bracing myself for his response.

  Adrian closed his eyes, a fleeting glimpse of pain passing across his face. He opened them again, meeting my concerned gaze. “Everything is fucked now. I understand why you did what you did, but I have to wonder if you knew it would turn into the disaster it did? You know, I hated you for what you did.” He closed his eyes again.

  Pain speared through me. He hated me? “You hate me?” I whispered.

  His eyes shot open again and he groaned when he looked at me. “Dammit Faith; no, no I don’t hate you. I did for a brief moment but I know the truth had to come out sooner or later. Inside myself I always knew that, but I was scared, scared of what would happen.” I could hear the pain in his voice as he turned his back to me.

  A burst of my new found love for Adrian surged through me as I stared at his beautiful back, from his wide shoulders to his narrow waist. I could see the slump in his posture, and realised what a toll this was taking on him. He’d had to be strong for so long, living with his secret. It was easy to look at him and see the gorgeous, incredibly sexy man that he was, but the reality was, he had been a child before Sirene had sped up his growth to adulthood and turned him vampire. He looked and sounded like an adult and he was one, but I strongly suspected that deep inside there was still a lot of the child left in him. That would be enough to affect the way he did some things, and that was probably what made him panic and think he could cover up his mistake forever.

  I stepped up behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder, feeling him tense under my touch. Still he made no effort to turn towards me so I walked around him, keeping my hand on him, allowing my palm to slide over his muscles, feeling the power in him. When I stood before him, I placed my other hand over his chest, my fingers curling slightly into his pectorals.

  When I raised my eyes to his, he was watching me, pain still shadowing his handsome face. Gently, as if afraid I might startle him, I lifted one hand to his cheek, feeling the roughness of his permanent stubble. I continued up, sliding my fingers into his hair, brushing his scalp until I reached the band holding the hair back in the pony tail he wore when he was working. I pulled it out, watching as the silky black and blonde strands fell forward, framing his face.

  Carefully I raised myself on my toes, my focus shifting to his lips, those perfect shaped lips, and I leaned forward so I could touch mine to them. Before I reached my destination though, Adrian pulled back. “No Faith, no, we can’t do this.”

  “I want this Adrian, I want you. Don’t reject me, please.”

  He groaned softly, raking his hands through his hair, still not touching me and now not looking at me. “I’m no good for you Faith. You seem to have trouble understanding that. You think we are destined to be together but we aren’t. We can’t for so many reasons, we just can’t.”

  “I don’t believe you. I want you; I will always want you no matter what you say, no matter how many times you push me away. Believe what you want, but just give me this time that we’re in this motel together. I want you even if all you can give me is this night.” I traced my fingers over his full lower lip. “Please Adrian. Don’t make me beg, for just a few hours, pretend that you care, please.”

  His hand shot out to cup the back of my head, and he dragged me closer, his
expression unreadable as he stared down at me. “I do care but nothing’s changed. I can’t be what you want, not the way you want. If that can be enough for you then ok, I’ll give you this night.” He glanced towards the windows. “Well, this day.”

  “It’s enough.” I said softly, reassuringly but inside I knew that was the last thing I wanted. I didn’t want a night, I wanted eternity. Obviously he was going to be stubborn though, and determined to maintain his stupid belief that we could never be together. I was going to make him see what I saw in my visions, but not tonight. I was here, alone with him and I wasn’t going to risk spoiling this time, and have him possibly run off.

  He reached for me again and I could tell his intention was to start removing my clothing but I pulled away. This time I was going to be in control and he would have to follow my lead. Something of what I was feeling must have showed in my eyes because after a few seconds of studying my face, he let his arms drop to his sides and I could tell he was giving me the ok to take over.

  Slowly, one by one, I unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders, where it fell to the floor behind him. With his broad muscled chest before me, I bent forward and touched my lips to the skin above his silent heart, licking my way over him until I found one of his flat little nipples.

  As I sucked gently on it, I felt it harden against my tongue and a soft sound worked its way up Adrian’s throat. It wasn’t really a groan but it was more than a sigh and it made me smile all the same as I shifted my attention over to his other nipple. My lips on him were the only contact I made with him as I sucked and teased him.

  The smell of his skin was driving me crazy, making me want him, making me impatient for him but I fought not to rush what might be my only time with him.

  Needing more, I released him and with a quick glance up into his face, I dropped to my knees before him and reached out to unbuckle his pants. I carefully lowered the zipper and slipped my hand inside. He was already hard, and just the feel of his soft satiny skin over his steely length sent a rush of moisture to my panties.

  I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his pants and slipped them down, right down his legs until they were bunched up around his ankles. I indicated he needed to remove his shoes which he did, not saying a word to me as he kicked the leather pants free, and finally he stood naked before me.

  With both hands, I touched him, wrapping them around his vast length and I heard him give another low sound in his throat. When my eyes shot to his, he still appeared relatively impassive to what I was doing to him though, and I suddenly realised that he was not going to give in and enjoy this. He was going to fight his body’s reaction to me all the way. Damn, when was he going to understand he deserved some happiness, and he was allowed to feel pleasure?

  I bent forward and with one hand holding the base of his penis, I licked him like he was my favourite ice cream, right up the length of him before flicking my tongue over the head, feeling his body jerk ever so slightly. I repeated the action twice, three more times before opening my mouth and taking him deep inside. Deeper and deeper I went discovering that one of the perks of being vampire was no gag reflex. By the time my lips were wrapped around the base of him, with his neatly trimmed pubic hair teasing me, I could feel him halfway down my throat.

  Slowly I moved feeling him sliding in and out of my mouth as I savoured his taste, and the intoxicating scent of his skin. Gradually with every move I made, each time I took him deep inside, feeling him hitting the back of my throat, I got faster and faster.

  I kept the punishing pace up for a while before suddenly releasing him and curling my hands back around his penis, sliding them up and down him. I cast a subtle glance up at his face and he was staring fixedly at the wall, his expression devoid of all emotion. Despite his rigid control and determination to not let go, I could feel the faintest of tremors through his thighs as I slid my hands over him.

  I shifted one hand around to his buttocks and fought to stop myself from smiling when I felt them quivering. This was going to get down to a battle of wills and I was determined to win this round.

  Bending forward again, I licked my way up his penis, while cupping his balls in my other hand, caressing them, testing their size and weight in my palm. Over and over I continued to lick, suck and touch him, feeling his tremors increasing despite his expression giving nothing away.

  His body however, gave away just how much he was fighting not to give in when I tasted a burst of flavour on my tongue from his pre cum. Obviously he could fight me as much as he wanted, but he was slowly but surely losing the battle.

  Again I took him deep inside my mouth, working him in and out, my lips curled over my teeth so I wouldn’t hurt him. I sucked on him hard, unrelenting, and I had to struggle not to let my excitement show when a deep shudder racked the length of him.

  He could fight me as much as he wanted, but he didn’t realise just how determined I was too, and I was going to make him come if I had to do this all damn day. Despite his steely resolve, I could hear tiny noises coming from him and when I cast a quick glance up at him, his eyes were closed, his jaw rigid as if he had his teeth clamped together hard.

  Adrian could fight me, try to deny his body this release, but he was close. Even in my limited experience, I could tell he was close. I had one more ace up my sleeve, something I’d read about once when it came to pleasuring a man. When I felt him getting even bigger and harder in my mouth, I reached between his buttocks and before he could anticipate what I was doing, I drove a finger up that tightly closed hole of his, not stopping until I felt something that I presumed to be his prostate.

  When he groaned, loudly, his body jerking violently, I knew I was on target and I rubbed over the walnut sized gland with my fingertip. Again he groaned, the sound rough, torn from his throat as if against his will and he jerked violently as I held him. I felt him tense, his body stiffening and I suspected he was about to try and extract himself from my grip, and my invasion of his tight hole. I held him more firmly, sucked on him harder and caressed him, pushing him into a release, he was powerless to stop. He gave one huge shudder, his hips thrusting, pushing him to the back of my throat, and finally he started to come. Damn did he come; endlessly, helplessly, his body convulsing, his penis jerking with every shot of cum he fired down my throat. I swallowed repeatedly trying to keep up with him as he came in what seemed like an endless release, but some still escaped and dribbled down my chin.

  Adrian was making deep guttural sounds in his throat almost like he was choking, and finally he started to swear, cursing over and over again as he lost his rigid control deep inside my mouth. When he finally stilled, I pulled back and slowly stood, nervously meeting his eyes. Now that I had beaten him would he push me aside?

  He looked at me, saying nothing, his eyes hooded by his heavy lids. He reached out and flicked his finger over my chin, wiping up the trickle of his cum from my skin. I looked at it when he pulled it away from me, before grabbing his finger and shoving it into my mouth where I sucked it clean.

  Before he could react in any way I leapt at him and buried my fangs in his neck, feeding hungrily from him. As his blood filled my mouth, desire exploded through me and my arms closed around him as I tilted my pelvis, trying to make contact, needing to feel him against my aching clit.

  Adrian growled, his arms closing around me as I attacked him like a savage animal. “Stop it, enough Faith, no more.” He pulled me off him and I licked up the droplets of his blood which hung off my fangs. “You can’t take too much blood from me sweetheart, you will make me weak. Do you want to see me weak?”

  I shook my head. I didn’t want him weak, not for what I had planned for him. He was going to need all his strength for that. If he was so damn determined to deny us having a future then I was going to make sure if nothing else, he didn’t forget this night in a hurry.

  I pulled back out of his arms and hastily tore my clothes off, not stopping until I too was naked. When I turned my attention back on A
drian, he stood watching me, his expression giving nothing away, but the huge erection jutting out between us made a liar of his attempt to appear disinterested.

  I stepped in front of him again and curled my fingers around him, marvelling at how hard he was given he’d just come moments earlier. This being vampire sure had its perks, I could tell. Was he going to be like the energiser bunny able to fuck and fuck? As soon as I thought about it, I slapped a hand over my mouth as if I’d just spoken aloud and giggled at my thoughts. I’d never been one for swearing much while human and I didn’t generally think of body parts the way most people did. I didn’t really use slang speech for them, but suddenly I realised that I was doing it. It had to be something to do with being vampire.

  Adrian raised an eyebrow at me. “What could you possibly find amusing now Faith, or are you laughing at my cock?” His lips curved up in a semblance of a smile, but I could hear a note of insecurity in his voice and realised that he really did think I was laughing at him.

  “Oh god no, I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at me. I just realised that my way of thinking is changing. I feel like swearing and saying things like cock and cunt or pussy and dick, and I suddenly want to say fuck a lot. I don’t normally swear and I don’t usually say words like that.” I tightened my grip around him. “You have a beautiful cock, big and long and so hard.”