30. Rune
Rune
Iclose my eyes as I angle the vibrator over my clit.
That’s the spot.
I think about him. And I moan.
One foot is up on the back corner of the tub and my forehead is pressed to the tiled wall. But I pretend I’m in that cave.
I pretend the big vampire has me pressed into the stone wall. Pretend he stripped me bare and is lapping at my core.
Gods. If I could have his mouth there.
A shudder runs through me at the idea of his fangs near my most intimate area.
I bet his bites feel good.
Sliding into skin.
Piercing.
Sucking.
My mouth opens, the ache in my jaw pulsing in time with my pussy.
I rub the vibrator in small jerky circles right where I need it.
“Gods, please.” I whimper.
And then it hits.
My chest squeezes as a wave of heat rocks through me.
I turn my head and press my cheek against the tile as I come apart.
And I swear I can feel the vibration of my moan in the wall.