by Myln Hurn
Tatiana nodded, unable to speak when Hunter rubbed his fingers up and down again.
“You look so sexy that I am tempted to see if we can make out on the back seat.” Hunter liked the way Tatiana blushed a moment later. “Let’s go home!”
* * * * *
By the time Hunter entered the bedroom, Tatiana was already stripped of her clothes. But she had replaced them with the sexiest little silk and lace thing he’d ever seen.
“You look gorgeous, sweetheart! What do you call an outfit like this?”
Tatiana smiled. She lightly touched the waist-length silk top, held in place by spaghetti straps. “This is a camisole.” Her hand moved down to her hip. She was wearing what looked like silky super-short shorts, which barely reached the top of her thighs. The shorts had wide-cut legs. “These are tap pants.”
Hunter had unbuttoned his shirt on his way up the stairs. He tossed it aside. “I like that burgundy color on you. It looks really sexy against your skin. But why call them tap pants?”
“I’m not sure, but I think it has to do with the movies in the twenties and thirties. The dancers often wore these wide-legged shorts when they did tap dances. I’m surprised the barber didn’t say anything about these.” Tatiana lightly touched the two marks where Hunter had bitten her last night.
“Were you self-conscious about it? Is that why you wore the scarf until we left Lamenta’s?”
Tatiana nodded but lowered her eyes. Her hair fell forward and Hunter groaned. She looked so sexy it was almost heart wrenching.
“Do you hate me for doing it, Tatiana? We haven’t spoken about it all day. The few times we were alone, you seemed to rush into chatter about nonsense. I know that you didn’t plan on this, but something about last night made me totally lose control, which is something that has never happened before. And I promise you it won’t happen again.”
“I know, Hunter. Neither of us planned it.”
“Do you have anything you want to ask me? I’m sure you have questions. Have you felt anything…” Hunter stopped as Tatiana moved so close he could smell her scent, womanly mixed with some kind of flowers. He took a deep breath, inhaling the heady pheromones intermingling with what was uniquely Tatiana. She pressed her hands to his chest, looking up at him for a few seconds. Then her gaze lowered and her head tilted. Her lips began kissing his chest. When she reached his nipple, her tongue came out to flick, lick and encircle it slowly. God! It felt so good!
“Tatiana, perhaps we should talk about this first. It’s only natural to have feelings about this. And the need…”
Tatiana’s hand covered his rock hard cock, stroking it lightly over his jeans. Quickly she jerked the button free and slid the zipper down. Hunter’s hand tried to stop her but she was already cupping and caressing him, with only the thin cotton of his underwear separating their flesh.
“I have a need that this can handle quite well, if my memory serves me correctly.”
Hunter groaned at Tatiana’s play on words. She was driving him crazy with his need for her. Looking down at her pale nape, the black sexy pelt of hair seduced him into lowering his mouth and kissing her neck. As he lifted his head, he felt her hands pushing his jeans and shorts down past his hips and thighs. He lifted one foot at a time to kick them off. Tatiana stepped away and started toward the bed. From the look on her face, it was obvious she expected to be followed. Taking another deep breath, Hunter reminded himself that he needed to be strong and do the “gentlemanly” thing at this point.
“Tatiana. You will begin to feel things soon that need to be explained. I can help you through this process.”
Tatiana was on the bed now, lying on her back. As he walked to the edge of the bed, she was nodding her head. “I know, Hunter.” She paused and lifted her camisole top to reveal her stomach and chest. Her hands circled her breasts where they connected to her chest wall, and then began narrowing the circle with each time around. When she started circling her nipples, Hunter was losing his focus.
“I can help you, my love. You need not suffer at all. Over the years, I have worked to perfect Iain’s psychic draining techniques. Many people only need to drink blood once or twice and then with steady work they are free of the blood lust and can live a nearly normal life.”
“I see. I do need your help, Hunter.” Tatiana stopped speaking and slid her right hand down her stomach and under the elastic of her panties. A moment later he could see her hand was covering her mound and her fingers were touching her pussy. Her hips jerked a second later and he realized she had caressed her clit. He didn’t know how much more of this noble behavior on his part he could endure!
“I need you…your cock, Hunter. I need it here, in my pussy. Are you going to keep talking all night? Don’t tell me I called Lamenta for nothing!”
Her words shocked him for a moment. So that was how they had miraculously had the evening, the whole night and the next morning free to themselves. Tatiana had arranged the sleepover. He found the fact that she had gone so far to arrange this time alone incredibly erotic. It was also surprising, as was her behavior tonight. She had seemed the kind of woman who enjoyed sex, welcomed it, but not quite the one who went out and engineered everything to make it happen. Something seemed completely out of character, in fact. It was as if…
Tatiana shoved her tap pants down to her knees and pulled one leg free. Spreading her thighs wide, she bent her knees and exposed herself to him. She was wet and obviously ready for him. If anything, he thought he saw her muscles flexing. In less than a second he was on the bed and inside her cunt. Buried to the hilt, he began to slowly thrust in and out of her wet, juicy flesh. Each shove inward made a squishy sound because Tatiana was so ready for him. And the resultant withdrawal of his cock made the occasional “plop” if he pulled too far and had to push the big, round head back into her narrow canal.
He watched as she accepted his thrusts and realized she had not yet climaxed. He tried to change his motion but it was too late. Tatiana climaxed beneath him before he moved his thumb to her clit and stimulated her twice more to climax. These two climaxes were loud and he thought that it was good they were alone tonight! Less than a few seconds later he lost his control and began pushing his hips hard against hers, coming hard and deep inside her.
Hunter remained motionless, still inside Tatiana’s body, feeling the last little tremors and contractions of her muscles. Reluctantly he pulled from her cunt. He enjoyed hearing the sound that indicated his rod made a tight fit inside her flesh. He was probably being macho about it and would lose points in spite of his earlier attempts at being understanding. But right now, he didn’t care. All that mattered was the incredible way he felt when he was inside Tatiana’s sweet pussy.
Chapter 13
“I don’t want to move. Could we stay like this forever?” Hunter murmured softly in Tatiana’s ear. His cock was still inside her body, softened in the aftereffects of his recent release. Hard and horny when he awoke, he had moved over to press against Tatiana’s backside. He caressed her side, her hip and thigh before finally lifting her leg just enough to push forward, entering her cunt. His hand lifted to cup her uppermost breast, squeezing, rubbing and then teasing her nipple with his fingers.
Softly he whispered to her until she awakened fully. Then he directed her movements. “Touch your pussy, Tatiana. Slip your hand between your sexy thighs and feel your soft, sweet pussy. Slide your hand back a little and feel my cock inside you. Feel how hard I am?”
“Yes,” she replied breathily.
“But you are soft and slippery. Move your fingers forward and find your clit. I want you to rub it for me. I want you to imagine it is my fingers on your plump and pretty pussy. I’ll keep on playing with this lovely big breast that just happened to fall into my hand. One minute I’m asleep and the next there is this sweet round ass bumping into my cock and disturbing its restful slumber. Of course, it wakes up and raises its big head to look around. Then it realizes that home is nearby. Just a squirm and
a shove away…”
Hunter paused to pull back slightly and then shove against her ass again, squeezing her breast and tugging on the nipple. He could feel Tatiana’s cunt sucking him in even before he felt the jerks of her hips in demonstration of her climax.
“Oh…oh my God! Hunter!”
Hearing her call out as she came, feeling it as she sucked him inside, was incredibly arousing. He might have wanted to last longer but in that moment it hit him—this was so incredibly real! For the first time he was actually living in the present and thinking about a future with Tatiana! He began thrusting over and over until he shot his seed into her cunt. He closed his eyes, believing that Tatiana had gone to sleep as well.
But now she was moving a little in bed, indicating that she was awake, or at least would be very soon. But this just felt too damned good to end it yet. The truth was that it was still difficult for him to fully comprehend the change in his attitude. Before meeting Tatiana he had been pretty much the “wham, bam, thank you ma’am” kind of guy. He had prided himself on being considerate by always making the woman come first and in multiple, if possible, before he got off himself. Honesty was foremost in his dealings with a woman. No ties, no restrictions, right from the very beginning.
With Tatiana everything felt different. Life was exciting even though it had been technically the most uneventful days of his life. Barring the talk with Fauster, nothing had happened according to the scales he had used to previously measure his life. Now he was worrying about a three-year-old child and eating fast food. He had felt so lighthearted when he and Blue had gone for breakfast the previous morning it hadn’t felt real. But it sure had been fun. In fact, since coming here he had laughed more than he had for years.
Every time he had sex with Tatiana, he was totally aware that if she stopped taking the pill, or whatever it was that she was doing, she could get pregnant. Instead of him freaking out, it turned him on. It did more than that, he had realized at some point between yesterday and today—it made him joyful! He welcomed ties to Tatiana. Even though he didn’t know much about her background, family and so on, he had very strong feelings for her and they weren’t only sexual.
“We have to get up. Lamenta will be expecting us. Blue will probably have worn her out. Not to mention the state Fauster will be in.”
Hunter paused before he spoke. “Fauster? Does he spend a lot of time with Blue? I wouldn’t have thought he had much interest in a child.”
Tatiana moved so quickly she caught him by surprise. A moment later she had flipped over and was facing him in the bed. From the look on her face he knew that he had revealed too much in his words. God! Surely he had not sounded needy or resentful?
Tatiana looked at Hunter. While he wasn’t traditionally handsome he was heart stopping attractive. He possessed the aura of power and self-confidence. His features were a little craggy, or rough-hewn, but there was no missing the tenderness in his eyes. And his body—
She had to take a deep breath to calm herself and blew out a puff of air. Neither helped much. She reached her hand up and caressed his cheek, sliding forward to rub her thumb across his lower lip. Not sure whether she should pursue the sense she’d received from Hunter’s words or not, she lifted her hand to the top of his head. Slowly she rubbed her fingers back and forth, smiling at him.
“I’ve always liked doing that.”
“That’s right. How do you like my hair since you had it scalped off?”
“Scalped? Hardly that. It’s just a good, short haircut suitable for a ten-year-old boy.”
Hunter growled at her but he didn’t look angry. Instead his hand shifted to the back of her head. Slowly he rubbed his fingers up and down her nape with the hair clipped equally close. She couldn’t stop the way she shivered and wiggled under his touch. It still amazed her how arousing it felt with her hair clipped this short, instead of cut with scissors. Her spine seemed directly connected to every hair for direct nerve transmission. From shivers and wiggles it was only a short mini-step to arousal.
“You like that, huh?” Hunter asked softly as he stroked her again, several times.
“Yeah, I do like it,” she whispered breathily. “It turns me on.”
Hunter’s smile turned to a grin. “Oh, really? Well, isn’t that interesting?”
Tatiana couldn’t help it. She bent her head forward, silently begging for more. Hunter responded quickly, using his palm and fingers, moving from her bare skin all the way up to the thicker ledge of blunt-cut hair.
Slowly, Hunter rolled her onto her back, leaning over to kiss her lightly. As he moved away, he stared into her eyes. After a few seconds his eyes narrowed as though he was thinking about something, or getting ready to ask her a question. Tatiana was sure there was something he needed to ask her.
Rrrrriiiinnnnggggggg!
The jarring sound of the phone surprised them both. Hunter groaned before he rolled away to grab the phone on his side of the bed. “Hello!”
“You have to get over here now!”
Hunter frowned, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Fauster? What are you talking about?”
“I need you to get your butt over here now! I don’t need questions!”
A second later, Hunter jerked the phone away from his head as the line disconnected harshly in his ear. He returned the receiver to the phone cradle and then flopped back down onto the bed.
“What did Fauster want? That was an awfully short call.”
“I don’t know. All he said was he needed me over there now. Not soon, or quickly or if it’s convenient. God!”
Tatiana reached out and caressed his cheek. “He isn’t very good with his people skills and I think he is ignorant of the concept about polite conversation.” She stopped for a moment. “What if it’s Blue? Or Lamenta?”
Tatiana was already climbing over him. She was at the bathroom door when she looked back at him. “Hurry!”
* * * * *
Hunter took the freight elevator to the top floor of Fauster’s building since it served essentially as his front door. On the way, he remembered how sexy Tatiana had looked with her skin still wet when she pulled her short T-shirt on. It clung seductively to her skin, outlining her breasts and hard nipples perfectly. She had looked incredibly sexy with her still-wet black hair framing her face. On the drive over, she directed him to go to Fauster’s and she would run up to Lamenta’s. This way they could get everything checked out at the same time. It was obvious that Tatiana was worried because when they stopped at a light and he reached over to fondle a breast, she had slapped his hand and given him “the look.”
He apologized for losing sight of the problem and concentrated on getting them there in one piece. Tatiana had probably taken the stairs, not having the patience to wait on the elevator as he had. Finally he reached the third floor and opened the wooden slat doors. Walking the short hallway, he called out.
“Hey! Anybody home here?”
“Unka Hunner!”
Hunter barely had time to take in his surroundings before a small, red curly-topped ball of energy came hurtling toward him. She was wiggling her hands, arms in the air.
“I missed you! I missed you! Lam said I couldn’t call.” Her lower lip pouted as her uncle lifted her into his arms.
Lamenta turned from the counter in the kitchen to smile. “Six in the morning was just way too early, my sweet child. I’m sure Tat and Hunter were up late watching that movie and needed to sleep in a bit.”
Hunter was stunned to feel himself blushing like a schoolboy when his mother learns he is having sexual thoughts for the first time. Nodding his head he looked into Blue’s clear blue eyes.
“Lamenta is right, Blue. Tatiana was a real slug-a-bug this morning. I had to drag her out of bed.”
“Ha! That will be the day!” Fauster cleared his throat and let his opinion be known. He had been in his darkroom until he heard all the noise. “About time you got here!
What were you doing over there, shagging?”
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“What’s shaggin’? Unka Hunner, could I shaggin’ with you?”
“Fauster! How many times do I have to remind you? Watch your words around ma chere infant.”
Fauster grunted and walked over to the refrigerator. Reaching in, he got a beer out, popped the top and guzzled several gulps without replying. Hunter crossed the room, carrying Blue in his arms.
“Grab me one too, Fauster.” Drinking beer in the morning was out of his ordinary routine, but since he’d arrived in New York, nothing was common anymore. He set Blue on the counter beside Lamenta. He took a few sips of his beer, watching Blue pick up a bite of the apple Lamenta had been slicing. “So, what were you so hot and bothered about, Fauster, that you had to call and interrupt—”
Lamenta spoke sharply, interrupting him. “Hunter!”
“Oh, sorry. What were you doing in the dark room, Fauster? Playing with the film again?”
“Yes. It would have been better if AnnaBelle had returned it to me four years ago. Now I am way behind on perfecting its properties. By the way, I’ll be needing your help with this—”
Lamenta spoke, interrupting Fauster. The surprise on his face showed that this didn’t happen often. “Where is Tatiana? Didn’t she come with you?”
“Yeah. But she wanted to check out your place. She was sure you would be over there.”
“Hell’s bells!” Fauster spoke quickly, dropping into one of the kitchen chairs.
“Oh dear!” Lamenta turned away abruptly to rinse her hands.
Hunter didn’t like the tone in either of their voices. Setting his can of beer on the counter, he looked at Lamenta and then Fauster. “What’s going on? Is there some reason Tatiana shouldn’t be in Lamenta’s apartment?”
“Not necessarily.” Fauster took another swallow of his beer.
“Probably no reason at all. Probably—”
