If you missed chapter one…its here
“Nice ride.” David remarked, tenderly stroking his hand along the seat made of fine Italian leather, “You must be married to money to afford the luxury of a Pagani.” his voice couldn’t hide how impressed he was.
Adina sighed audibly. She didn’t really care about this car. It meant nothing more to her than a mode of transportation bought by illegal drug money her husband had long ago extorted. “It was just a little something I decided to sink my teeth into.” She responded, controlled and emotionless in hopes that it would make the conversation short lived. She didn’t want to talk. She didn’t want to remember. She only wanted to get dirty.
“Well, the hunk of change this gorgeous baby costs is way more than ‘a little something’.” He drawled, not picking up in her voice this conversation was over. He kept talking but she tuned him out until he sounded like nothing more than an adult from the Charlie Brown cartoons.
The more David gushed about her Pagani Zonda C12F, the cooler she became. She wasn’t feeling that pent up heat anymore and it upset her. The warmth she felt from sex and feeding was the only time she really felt like a woman since her transformation. She needed to get him to shut up but she sure as hell wasn’t going to feed in the car. She didn’t want to risk getting crumbs on her million dollar automobile. She did have a little more respect for this machine than that.
Instead, Adina did what any horny vampire would do in this particular situation and tightened control over his mind. With silence settling in the car, Adina relaxed in her seat and drove the couple more miles to her condo-lair.
She grabbed Davids hand and placed it under her skirt. She needed the stimulation. She figured he would get a boner due to the fact that she didn’t wear panties. He would enjoy running his fingers along her as much as he enjoyed the smooth leather of the car seat.
She was right. She heard him draw a sharp breath as his fingers traced her vagina, stopping to stroke her pleasure point. She was immediately thawed. See, she smirked, it doesn’t take much. She moaned softly, letting the warmth of that sensation embrace her as she maneuvered her car into her garage.
In no hurry to move this tryst into the house, she lithely climbed over to the passenger seat and straddled David.
Lifting her skirt, she began grinding on his hardness over his pants. The roughness of his jeans mixed with the stiffness of his rod made the most delightful combination. She was thoroughly enjoying this foreplay.
She stopped her hip movements before either one of them could climax. And before all the licking and sucking of his nipples and neck became bites leading to drinking his life nectar. She wanted to fuck him before she feasted. Well, maybe she’d have a tiny nibble now. Usually her playthings enjoyed it.
She punctured a tiny hole in the soft flesh of his chest, right below the gold and diamond cross he wore. The licking and sucking motion of her sampling his blood while stimulating his nipple made him rock hard and he moaned louder. The two started their seated grind dancing again.
“Stop.” She demanded. Not wanting to do anymore in the car. “Come with me. We need more room for what I’m going to do to you.” seductive smile under lowered lids.
When they got into the living room, David grabbed Adina by the wrist. She looked at him and realized he liked to control. Well, let’s just see how much control we can give to him.
She allowed him to lead her to the overstuffed sofa and gently throw her down.
“Take off your pants and bring me your hardness.” she demanded.
“Take off your shirt first.” he dared. He wasn’t used to being the one who was bossed around, obviously. So, she took off her shirt. Exposing the most gorgeous, perfectly shaped breasts.
He dropped to his knees and took one in each hand and massaged them tenderly, paying extra attention to her erect nipples. The more turned on she became, the rougher he got with her tits.
“Lose the clothes.” she said. He stood up and did as instructed. Exposing a lean, athletic body and a very large and hard penis. She gazed upon it, lustily.
She stood up and removed her skirt, keeping her gaze locked on him. “My God woman. You are hot.” he exclaimed as his gaze swept over her pale, naked body.
“Honey, God has nothing to do with it.” she got down on her knees and started licking and teasing his penis with her tongue and lips. He was so stiff with excitement. She felt herself moisten.
Soon they were rolling around on the floor. Mouths and hands exploring and stimulating. Every inch of each body covered in sweat, saliva and…blood. After all, Adina was a little hungry too.
When they couldn’t take anymore, David penetrated. He went in, deeper and deeper. Their moans of ecstasy getting louder with each thrust.
She exploded in wave after wave, climaxing before he did. She sensed he was about too and bit right before he released his juices into her.
His shudders from his orgasm, mixed with her sucking him dry, he fell on top of her. Spent, in more ways than one. She climaxed again, his movements stimulating her from within.
When she felt him relax, she rolled him off of her and fed, ravenous from the exertion of that delicious sexual encounter.
When she finished her meal, she got up and went to the bathroom to shower the blood and juices from her body.
She sat naked and wet on the floor and made a phone call to a number long ago memorized, instructing the trash collectors from Detroit to come and get the body.
She glanced at Davids body, her attention brought to his neck where light was dancing in reflection from the cross he wore.
She smiled sadly. Funny, she thought. That little icon is useless against me. I’m Jewish.
She sighed. Instant gratification of food and fucking; satisfied. The longing for something more still remained.
She went to bed.