Page 22 of Her Vampire, His Ruin

“Nina, don’t be rude. Dorian is a…” she pauses, trying to find the right words.

“Friend?” I offer.

“Friends don’t argue,” Nina says, folding her arms across her chest and glaring at me. “And you were arguing.”

Edie smothers a smile, flicking me a look that tells me not to say another word. “Dorian was just leaving, and I need you to go back inside, okay? Your mum will murder me if she finds out I’ve let you stay up this late.”

“You’re not going to tell, are you?” Nina asks me, daring me to defy her. I wonder if Edie knows how much this kid is like her.

“Your secret’s safe with me,” I reply, dipping my head in acknowledgement.

“Okay then. But don’t be long,” she says. “I’ve nearly eaten all the popcorn.”

Edie laughs and watches Nina disappear back inside her home.

“Satisfied I’m not entertaining another man?” she asks as she leans against the door frame.

“Suitably chastised by a small child,” I acknowledge.

“She knows her own mind, that’s for sure. I love her dearly, and so you can understand, I’m not willing to invite a stranger into my home whilst I’m looking after her.”

“I’m not a stranger,” I protest.

“Just because we’ve shared an orgasm doesn’t mean we’re not strangers. I know nothing about you. I’m not sure it's wise if I did, no matter how good you are at that wrist kissing thing you just did.”

“You liked that then?”

She licks her lips and cants her head, as though trying to decide what to say next. A moment later she reaches up and dusts her fingertips over my mouth before whispering, “Do you want me to tell you how wet I am? Is that it, Dorian?”

I smile, and she uses the opportunity to slide two fingers into my mouth. My lips clamp around her fingers and I swirl my tongue around them, tasting her, loving how she steps closer, as though she can’t fight the pull between us either.

“Because I am. I’m wet and needy, and frustrated that it’s taken you two weeks to finally give in. You made me wait,” she admonishes, slowly removing her fingers from my mouth before capturing my bottom lip between her finger and thumb.

I groan, my cock immediately responding to her display of dominance as she tugs me towards her by my bottom fucking lip. I don’t hesitate; I wrap my arm around her waist and take a step to the side of her front door, pushing her up against the wall and out of sight of innocent eyes. She releases my lip and bites hers.

“Need I remind you that you were the one who ended our conversation so abruptly,” I say, pressing my forearm beside her head and crowding her against the wall.

“Because you came before you were supposed to.”

“And you said if I did that, I’d never see you again.”

“So you sulked?” she asks, smiling a little as her fingers reach for my suit jacket and she undoes the buttons.

“I don’t sulk, I stew.”

“Very macho,” she says, reaching for the top button of my shirt now.

“Are you undressing me in public?” I ask.

“I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t imagining it,” she mumbles, her fingers parting my shirt as her gaze falls to my chest, finding the chain hanging there.

“You weren’t imagining it,” I mutter, my voice catching as she gently tugs on it. “Fuck.”

“That really is pleasurable?”

“You’ve no idea how much,” I admit.

She smiles in that sexy way of hers as she reaches between us and palms my cock. “Oh, I might have a good idea.”