34

Inside the hall, Raymond and Vivian danced together.
And things were getting hearted. Raymond couldn’t deny that he kinda liked this human. She was a feisty little thing and he kinda enjoyed her company. Snaking one arm around her waist, the other around her shoulder, Raymond drew her close. Her head only reached to his chest, making her at least a foot shorter than him.
They weren’t even dancing to the rhythm of the music anymore. The music was fast, but their bodies moved differently. He moved his body against hers. She molded to him, and he enjoyed the feel of her warm flesh through her skimpy clothes-thighs brushing, loins grinding.
Raymond didn’t particularly like dancing, and this was definitely not his taste in music, but he forced himself to dance with her for a little longer, before he made his move.
“I want to be alone with you,” he whispered into her ear, inhaling the natural scent of her glistening skin. He could, of course, fuck her right here on the dance floor, but then he’d have to do more damage control, something he wasn’t in the mood for.
He underscored his words by slipping his hand onto her ass and stroking her rounded cheeks. When Vivian looked up at him from under her lashes, he read the desire in her eyes as well as her mind. She was very pretty, he noticed and she had generous dick-sucking lips. She was willing too. He didn’t need her to tell him that. Willing was all he needed. He had no other expectations.
His cock was already fully erect, tenting his pants. With his hand on her lower back, he led her through the crowd. It had been a while since he had had sex, and he usually went for vampire females, but this human was willing, sexy and he was horny, so why not just go for it, he thought.
Only a few more minutes and he’d feel better. His chest rose in anticipation as he inhaled deeply and quickened his stride, steering Vivian through the side exit.
The alley was quiet and dark. Several pallets with boxes stacked at various heights lined one side. Raymond’s gaze swept over the area to establish they were alone before he pulled Vivian into the corner behind the boxes.
“Okay what are we doing?” She asked as she giggled, knowing exactly what they were doing.
“Kissing you.” Raymond said simply as he lowered his head to hers. “You have the most gorgeous lips I’ve ever seen.”
The compliment worked. His lips met no resistance when he crushed hers, searing them in a demanding kiss. His tongue slid through her parted lips and dueled with its counterpart within seconds.
Without hesitation, he laid his hand onto her breast and kneaded her through the thin fabric, working her responsive nipple into a hard peak. He’d read her right: she craved his touch-so much so, she arched her breast into his palm and demanded more.
“Oh, baby,” he murmured against her lips. “So sweet.” From experience he knew women were more responsive when physical actions were interlaced with verbal endearments.
Her body welcomed him as his hand tunneled under her short skirt and found its way into her panties. His fingers slid through her curls and met her wet folds.
Raymond captured the moan she released. It wouldn’t take long. He realized how starved for sex she was and let his fingers do their magic. Caressing her, rolling her clit between his thumb and forefinger, he could feel her excitement rise. He would make it worthwhile for her.
The aroma of her arousal drifted into his nostrils, and he inhaled sharply. Without releasing her little nub of pleasure, he slipped a finger into her wet channel. Her muscles were deliciously tight. He could tell that no one had visited her clenching sheath in a long time.
Moving his finger back and forth, aided by her plentiful juices, Raymond worked her into full-blown arousal. It was the least he could do in exchange for what she would do for him in a few minutes.
She gasped as he added a second finger, and he knew she was close. A few more skillful strokes and she came, raining more cream onto his hand while her muscles went through spasm after spasm.
“Mmm,” he hummed into her ear. “You all right, baby?” His male pride was satisfied, but the rest of him wasn’t, at least not yet.
“Oh, God, yes!” Vivian answered, panting heavily.
“I bet you could make me feel good too. Let me feel your mouth on me, baby.”
Without waiting for her answer, Raymond opened his pants and let his cock jut out. Despite its weight it stood erect. Slowly, he took her hand and guided it to wrap around his shaft. Soft hands which didn’t close around him completely-too much flesh, too much girth..
“You’re so big.” Vivian whispered.
Raymond shook his head. He was perfectly proportioned, he knew that. “I’m the perfect size for your beautiful mouth.” he replied.
Without any further objection, she dropped onto one of the boxes and moved her mouth toward him. He felt her tentative tongue touch the tip of his erection a second later.
“Oh, yes, baby. I bet you can give me the best blow job I’ve ever had.”
Encouragement never failed. Her tongue licked all the way down his shaft before she finally wrapped her lips around the bulbous head and slid down on him, taking him in to the hilt.
Nothing felt better than the warmth and wetness of a woman around his cock. His breath rushed out of his lungs at the tantalizing sensation. He steadied himself by placing his hands onto her shoulders and began to move his rod back and forth.
“Oh, fuck, baby, you’re good.” he groaned.
Peace and quiet filled his mind and he relaxed, enjoying her strokes
Raymond looked up, and for the first time this night he noticed the canopy of stars in the night sky. Beautiful and peaceful. Clear and unobstructed by any fog or clouds, the stars stood watch over his actions.
Vivian’s mouth worked him beautifully. With every stroke and every lap of her tongue he grew harder. She sucked him deeper into her mouth, and he moved faster, concentrating on her wet heat engulfing him. The softness of a woman, the promise of a few moments of bliss.
“Baby, yeah. Almost there. Oh, yeah, suck harder.”
He could virtually sense his impending release. So close. So deliciously close.