I'm staring down into the eyes of the light skinned prince lying in my lap. his piercing brown eyes captivates me so much. my skin tingles at his very touch. in my mind i say i don't need this but my body and my lips say different. why am i so addicted to this boy in my lap? why is it that i feel this overwhelming dampness in my jeans? why is it my tongue...my natural fangs are just aching to taste his hot flesh? a soft moan escapes my lips as i continue to gaze at this sleeping prey in my lap
he moves..... cant let him wake up. the spell i have wont hold much longer.... he moans... the fatigue he feels...it is working.... i run my hands through his hair as my body sends off so many warning signals that he's the one.... the one who makes these feeling come over me.... he's my prince....i lick my lips with the lust. letting my tongue play with my teeth...wanting to go in for the kill... too sudden.... i'm touching his face... so soft... he look so innocent when he's asleep... oh no! he's opening his eyes....
he looks at me... oh my...those eyes.... i feel that dampness take over my pants again.... he senses my lust... his tongue dances before my eyes revealing a tiny silver barbell that makes that wet feeling increase... ''oh my goddess i need you now''. and then we kiss. so passionate, so gentle, so soft. our tongues dance with each other in heat..... what is this feeling?
to be continued........