Chapter 7 Tabitha
The darkness of the night filled the inside the cab of his truck, making the space feel intimate in a way I didn’t know was possible. But then again, I was never the let’s-maybe-make-out-in-the-backseat kinda girl in high school. Or college for that matter.
The hot older Vampire had not only opened the door for me but had buckled me in.
Like some kind of daddy in a book. Vampire daddy.
I glanced at him and chewed on my bottom lip.
He was older. In control, with confidence that only added to the pulsing ache between my legs that seemed to grow with every beat of my heart.
Yeah, I liked thinking of him as a vampire daddy.
“Pull the skirt of your dress up, baby,” he muttered roughly, his hands holding the steering wheel with a white-knuckled grip.
There were a million and a half other things I should have been doing at that moment.
Freaking out that I was in a stranger’s truck when I should have been hanging out with my girls should have been at the top.
Maybe asking his name was another. Shit.
I had been in such a hurry, lust heavy in my veins when I shot off the text to the girls, I didn’t think of looking at it.
But I knew if I did, the magic of the evening would disappear. I wasn’t ready for that.
“Baby,” he warned, and something in my head snapped. Like his good girl, I did as I was told and lifted the skirt.
“Shit.” The deep curse vibrated through the cab, only making me want to squirm. “Look at those thighs,” he rasped, his voice almost hoarse. His right hand left the steering wheel and covered my thigh.
Jesus, his hands were big! Huge.
I breathed through my mouth, trying to catch my breath, but it was impossible as my mind ran rampant. If his hands were that big, how big would the rest of him be?
“I’ll fit,” he said, making me realize I’d just spoken my thoughts out loud. I licked my lips. I didn’t know whose turn it was in this little game we’d been playing, but I didn’t care.
“Truth or dare?” I said, shocked my voice didn’t shake. I wasn’t nervous, not exactly. I was turned on to a level I’d never experienced before in my life.
“Truth,” he said, and I smiled.
“Do you do this a lot?” My nerves were getting the better of me.
“I’ve had one-night stands when I was younger.” I liked his honesty. “But recently? No. I haven’t been with anyone in about eight months.”
“Eight months,” I repeated, and he nodded.
“Since I moved back to Moonlit Pines,” he shared. Moved back? It was crazy to think we had both practically grown up in our small, beautiful town, but our paths had somehow never crossed.
“Oh. Okay.”
“Truth or dare?” he asked, stroking my thigh softly.
His fingertips skimmed my skin with his warm touch in a dizzying pattern. I couldn’t stop looking at the way his hand looked on my leg. His touch, skin to skin, felt good. Felt right. Does he think that, too?
“Baby,” he repeated. I could hear the smile. “Truth or dare?” he repeated, and I looked up at him just as he turned left. I had no idea where we were or where we were headed, but I knew all I cared was that I was with him.
“Dare,” I whispered, feeling bold and hungry for more.
“Scoot over here.” His hand left my thigh and patted the seat next to him.
I undid my seatbelt and hurried to put the middle one over my lap as I scooted closer.
“Good girl, just like that.” I shivered, pressing my thighs together.
I was afraid of the wet spot I’d more than likely leave on his seat with how turned on and horny I was. “Do you like it when I call you that?”
“Yes,” I whispered, cuddling into his side. My vampire’s hand moved between my legs as he stroked the inside of my thigh, not moving higher.
“Yes, what?” I looked at him. Did I call him a vampire daddy out loud too?
“Yes, Daddy.” His hand gripped me tighter, and a sick part of me hoped it would leave a bruise.
“God, that sounds good,” his deep voice rumbled with appreciation. “You keep calling me that like a good girl, or, fuck, a naughty one, either way, we’re going to have so much fun, baby girl.” My laugh was part nerves, part lust.
“Have you… is this your thing? Kink, I mean?”
“Dirty talk, yes.” I loved how he answered my questions. That he didn’t hesitate. “The whole daddy, little girl thing? No. But then again, I have a feeling you have me spellbound, beautiful, and this is something that’s just going to be between us. You?”
“I’m not very… experienced.” His hand on my thigh stilled.
“Are you…”
“No! I’m not a twenty-eight-year-old virgin,” I cut him off.
“But I haven’t done… anything like this, like tonight, like…
” I pointed at him even though he was busy driving.
“…all this.” He chuckled, and I could have sworn he blushed in the darkness beneath that mask he still had on.
“I don’t mind the whole, umm… dirty talk,” I whispered with excitement.
“Good.” He put his truck in Park, making me realize we had arrived at his place. His green eyes connected with mine. “Stay there for me, babe,” he said, and before I knew it, he rounded the truck and opened the door.
One moment, I was in the truck, and the next, we were in his house. The door shut behind us, enveloping us in nothing but darkness. His scent lingered in the air, making me dizzy with need and at home all at the same time.
“Scared?” he asked. I could make out his shadow in the living room, but it was his eyes on me that I felt like a warm caress.
“Should I be?” I flirted and felt his chest vibrate against mine.
“You’re a witch in a vampire daddy’s house, little girl. What do you think?”
“I think you’re going to take good care of me, Daddy,” I responded, letting the words slip past my lips.
He growled, and before I could blink, I was up against a wall, his tall, strong body radiating heat onto mine while caging me in.
“You have no idea how well I’m going to take care of you, baby girl,” he warned.
His nose skimmed mine before it moved to my jaw. I moved my head, and carefully, with a tender touch, he brushed my hair out of the way. My knees buckled at the feeling of his nose against my neck. His tongue swiped at my pulse point.
“You like that,” he murmured before biting down. I moaned, and my fingers clenched his white dress shirt.
“Daddy,” I whimpered. “Just like that.” He licked and nipped again.
Over and over, sucking and soothing the spots he’d bitten.
Oh my god! My toes curled inside my boots.
And when he pulled away, looking down at me with nothing but hunger in his eyes, I was ready to pull him back over and have him do it all over again. But he stood there.
“Let me see you,” he said quietly. Not the daddy demands inside his truck.
No. Here, he was giving me a choice. Giving me the opportunity to slightly move us out of the bubble we’d been in and slow things down.
For some reason, my hands moved to the side of my face before slowly pulling the mask off and letting it fall to the ground.
I rubbed my eyes and shook my hair out. My heartbeat in my ears thundered like it was ready to pop out of my chest. I suddenly felt vulnerable. Exposed. What if…
“Jesus Christ, you’re beautiful,” he said roughly, in a tone that was nothing if blatantly honest.
“Can I?” I asked. He stared at me. That Adam’s apple of his bobbed.
He knew what I was talking about, and he nodded.
My hands reached for his mask, and he bent forward to let me pull it over his head to make up for our size difference.
My fingers skimmed the side of his face. “Wow,” I whispered into the darkness.
“Good wow or wow, look at the time. I gotta go?” he teased, and I giggled.
“Fishing for a compliment?” I teased. He shrugged, lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes in a way that looked good on him. Really good.
“Good wow. Very good wow. You’re… wow.” I was at a loss for words and probably sounded like an idiot, but there was something about the way he stared down at me that made me feel anything but.
His lips found mine, and I got lost in the kiss. Deep and sensual. Playfully wicked.
I wasn’t sure how long it was. It could have been minutes or hours; I was so lost in the moment, I didn’t care.
I was greedy and starving for more. I had a feeling it would never be enough.
The thought was crazy. Insane, really, but true.
Especially when he lifted me up, and my legs wrapped around his waist, and I felt him.
The thick bulge pressing against my weeping pussy.
“Truth or dare?” he grunted, and I held his face. I licked his lips before pulling the bottom one between mine and sucking, letting it go with a pop.
“Truth,” I breathed.
“Are you wet for me, baby girl?” His nose flared when I nodded. I couldn’t help the way my hips ground against him. There were too many layers between us.
“Very,” I whimpered.
“Jesus,” he grunted, lifting me up higher to give me a better angle against him.
My sexy vampire stomped us out of the living room like he could see in the dark only to stop in the hallway to pin me against another wall.
He pressed his body perfectly against mine, his cock rubbing my overheated center.
Grinding and slowly thrusting against me like he couldn’t stand to walk the less than twenty feet it would take to get to his bedroom.
But I didn’t mind.
I loved how he felt.
How he kissed me.
“You feel so good, Daddy,” I moaned. The dirty words slipped passed my lips too easily.
Daddy growled just as his lips found my neck. He bit down again and again before sucking on the tender spot. In the back of my mind, I hoped he’d leave a love bite behind. Because no matter what happened today or tomorrow morning, I knew there was no way I could ever regret it.