Come With Me!

If Irene thought that the vampire won't follow her into the room she was wrong 'coz when she turned around, Brent was already sitting on the bed, grinning naughtily. Lust and desire were flashing in his eyes.

He patted the spot next to him. "Come here, sweetie, sit beside me," he ordered softly.

Dang! He was already in bed! What can she expect?

Irene sighed.

He got powers and she was just a mere human being.

She can never escape him, she bit her lip.

Brent saw her pout. "What's wrong, sweetie?"

"Nothing," Irene said and walked towards the bed. She was about to sit beside him but he hoisted her and deposited her on his lap.

"This is much better," he said, gazing into her pretty eyes. "I want to eat you right now," he said.

Irene rolled her eyes. "You're always horny!"

Brent chuckled. Then he put his right hand inside her blouse and kneaded her breast.

"Ahhhh..." Irene gasped in pleasure.

"You like it?" Brent asked huskily as he continue kneading her breast erotically. His boner was growing hard between his legs.

"Yessssss..." Irene responded, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the pleasurable sensation brought by his hands massaging her nipple, arousing her. "Ahhhhm..." she moaned in pleasure as wanton desire surged through her body.

Fully aroused, Brent removed Irene's blouse and kneaded her breast, he put one nipple in his mouth and sucked it. He pleasured her breast, giving her twin peaks equal sucking.

Irene threw her head in pleasure, she wrapped her hands around his neck, silently urging him to continue pleasuring her breast.

While his mouth was busy sucking Irene's breast, Brent lowered his hands and unzipped Irene's pants. He stroked her center above her underwear for a few minutes, then he inserted his two fingers inside her wet core and began kneading her bud vigorously with his fingers.

"Ahhhh ahmmm ahhhh..." Irene moaned in ecstasy.

Brent's fingers were already wet with her juice. "You like it sweetie?" he whispered in her ears.

"Yessss, love it... ahhhhhh..." another moan escaped Irene's lips, she was already floating on cloud 9.

Brent sucked her nipple and continued fingering her clit up and down, his fingers swimming in her wetness. He panted, his arousal was already hard as steel between his legs. He can't endure it anymore, he removed his hand from her center and changed her position, this time, he was facing her naked back.

He unzipped his pants and freed his throbbing shaft and let Irene sit on it.

Irene gasped in pleasure as her center bumped into his hard arousal, her heart beating rapidly due to excitement.

"Ahhhhhh so gooood," Brent groaned in pleasure when the tip of his rod found the center of her wet hot core. "Grind on me like a cowgirl, sweetie," he whispered huskily in her ears, his hands busy kneading her twin peaks.

Irene obeyed and grind slowly at first. "Ahhh ahhhmm..." she moaned in ecstasy as the friction between his hard arousal and her core produced a pleasurable sensation setting her body on fire.

"Stop teasing me, sweetie, take me in," he whispered.

Irene smiled a little and continued grinding on his shaft, enjoying the feeling. Her core was already slippery and wet.

Brent grunted, he wants to get inside her now. He thrust upward and his rod finally pierced her softness.

"Ahhhhh ahhhhmmm..." Irene's lips quivered in ecstasy as his hardness finally entered her core, she can feel her pulsating arousal inside her making her head spin in ecstasy.

"Grind on me, sweetie," he ordered.

"Yess yesssss... so gooood..." Irene replied as she continue grinding on his hard arousal, her eyes closed as waves of pleasure battered her senses, she was floating in ecstasy as their bodies become one.

Brent's hands were busy kneading Irene's breast while raining kisses on the skin on her back.

"Ahhhhh ahmmmm..." Irene was grinding nonstop on Brent's manhood like there was no tomorrow, moans of pleasure escaped her mouth in succession.

A few minutes later, her body clenched as she experienced a mind-blowing orgasm.

Brent panted as an earth-shattering climax gripped his entire body.

The couple rolled into the bed, tired from their lovemaking.

Irene reached for the blanket and covered her naked body, then she closed her eyes, feeling sleepy and tired.

Brent looked at Irene's face and smiled. "Rest well, sweetie," he whispered.

Irene didn't bother to reply as she was already falling asleep fast, drifting into dreamland.

Brent planted a kiss on Irene's lips. "I love you..." he whispered, shutting his eyes to rest for a while.

A few minutes later, Brent opened his eyes and left the bed. He picked up their clothes from the floor, put them on the bed, and donned his clothes on his body. He watched Irene for a few seconds. "I'm going somewhere, sweetie. See you later," he said.

Brent vanished from the room in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later.

He returned to the room holding two bags of take-out food in his hands. He put the food on the table, went back to bed, and lay beside Irene. He kissed her cheeks lovingly and draped his arm around her.

His eyes were drawn to the ring. He placed his hand on the ring for a few minutes, infusing it with his power. Done, he watched as the ring shimmered blue lights for a few seconds and then faded away.

Irene's eyelids fluttered.

Brent smiled. "Wake up, sweetie. I brought something for you," he said.

"What is it?" she asked in a sleepy voice.

"It's on the table, take out food because I know you will be feeling hungry after you wake up," he said, nuzzling her arms.

Irene glanced at the table and salivated after he mentioned food. The smell of spicy fried chicken filled her nostrils. She quickly covered her body with the blanket, picked up her clothes, and went to the bathroom.

"Sweetie, no need to wear your clothes in the bathroom. You can dress in front of me," he said.

"No way!" Irene responded and shut the bathroom door.

Brent smiled while shaking his head in amusement. She's still shy after making love to him countless times.

A moment later, Irene emerged from the bathroom door fully clothed. She went to the table and was super delighted to see her favorite spicy fried chicken with rice, cold cola, and mashed potato.

God, she was starving!

She removed the chicken bucket from the bag and placed the food on the table. Then she looked at him, smiling a little. "Let's eat!" she said, picking up one chicken wing and taking a big bite, yummy!

Brent joined Irene at the table.

They ate in silence, occasionally looking meaningfully at each other.

While eating, a thought occurred in Irene's mind. This vampire is not bad at all!

A few minutes later

Irene picked up her cola and drank it in one go. She put the empty glass on the table and looked at him. "You left the house and went to town to buy these food while I'm asleep?" she asked.

"Yeah," Brent nodded his head.

"Cool! You can go anywhere you like. Fantastic!" she gushes.

"That's the beauty of being a vampire. If you want I can turn you into a vampire and you will also gain powers like me," he offered.

"No way!" Irene said, shaking her head vigorously. She will never allow herself to become a vampire!

Brent saw the expression flashing in her eyes. "Never say never, sweetie," he said softly.

Irene looked at him suspiciously. "W-why? Are you planning to turn me into one?" she asked apprehensively.

Brent shook his head. "Don't worry, I won't force you if you don't want to," he said reassuringly.

Irene felt relieved and began eating the mashed potato. Unknown to her, Brent was planning to turn Irene into a vampire once she already had fallen madly in love with him.

A few minutes later.

Done eating their delicious meals, the couple cleaned the table and put the trash in the garbage bin.

"Sweetie, do you want to join me in a joyride in my brand new car?" he asked.

"Sure!" Irene said enthusiastically. She's getting excited about boarding his luxurious car. She remembered that Mr. Dave Russel, the businessman also owned a luxury car. It was a nice ride when he gave her a lift to the city.

"Let's go!" Brent said, reaching for her hand.

Irene grabbed her brown jacket hanging at the back of the door.

They exited the room, holding hands.