Content Advisory: Erotic
The same black case Scott had used for years sat at his feet. He unlatched it and swung it open. The Ibanez burrowed perfectly into its red velvet home. He dropped his pick in beside the guitar and closed the lid.
“Dude, when are you gonna buy a new coffin for that bitch?” Jack still had his bass hanging off his shoulder as he sat on the steps leading off the stage.
“If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” Scott laughed and stood up, lifting the case with him. “I know you’re just hoping I’ll pass it on to you, you cheap bastard.”
Jack shook his head and smiled. “Oh, yeah. I covet your five hundred year old guitar case, man.”
The air stilled around him and the sound of Jack’s voice faded out. Scott couldn’t explain why his senses picked out certain people and not others. But, before he saw her, Scott heard the whoosh of blood rushing through her veins, powered by the rhythmic thump in her chest. For a moment, he lost all focus. His stomach twisted and his fangs ached. He needed to eat.
Inhaling deeply, he turned around. A petite, dark haired girl stood in front of the stage. It was her heart he heard beating and her cinnamon tinted breath he smelled. He’d seen her around. In the bar. In the parking lot. He liked her smell and her style. She had that goth thing going on.
A pink blush colored her cheeks and she smiled. Tilting her head, she tucked her long bangs behind her ear. Two steel studs formed a snake bite piercing below her bottom lip. “I’m sorry to bug you, but the guy at the door said you might be able to help me since you’re on your way out.”
“What’s the problem, sweetheart?” Scott stepped off the stage and stood beside her. He tuned out the sound of her blood to hear what she said next. As he aged, his vampire attributes were a little easier to manipulate…hunger excluded. That never got easier.
She hitched her thumb over her shoulder. “I work next door. My roommate was supposed to pick me up but she’s stuck working a double shift. If I give you gas money, could you give me a lift?” She smoothed her skirt and put her hands behind her back.
“No problem. I can give you a lift. Are you ready now?” He knew then and there he would end up tasting her. Well, her blood at least. He imagined she’d be sweet, like a black cherry.
“Yes. Thanks so much.” A smile spread across her mouth and her front teeth touched her bottom lip in a decidedly cute overbite. “You’re a lifesaver.”
Scott gripped his guitar case tighter. If she only knew how wrong she was. “Not hardly. But I’m always happy to help a pretty girl. What’s your name, again?”
“Lila.”
He nodded. “I like that. Don’t hear it every day.”
“It’s a family name.” The oversized collar of her shirt hung off her arm giving him a glimpse of a cluster of stars tattooed on her shoulder.
Scott opened the trunk of the 442 and stowed his guitar case.
“This is your car?” She stood a few feet back, gaping.
He unlocked the passenger door and opened it for her. “This is my baby.”
Lila climbed in and trailed her fingers over the leather seat. “Very hot.” She smiled and bit down on her lip, catching the twin studs with her teeth.
“Thanks.” Women liked his car. A lot. Sliding into the driver’s seat, he cranked the ignition. “Where to?”
She gave him directions and jammed her hand into her pocket, pulling out a wad of bills. She sorted through the money. “I have seven dollars.” Opening her hand, she offered him the cash.
Scott shook his head. “No. Keep it. It’s no big deal.”
“Are you sure? I feel bad imposing like this.”
He smirked. “I’m going this way and I have nowhere else to be. It’s no imposition. Really.”
“I wanted to come watch you guys play tonight but my schedule has sucked lately.”
“I’ve seen you in the bar before, right?”
“Yeah. I’ve been in a couple times with some friends.”
He glanced at her. “Are your eyes purple?”
She giggled. “Violet. Well, that’s the color of the contacts. I have plain old brown eyes.”
“I bet they’re pretty.”
“You’re a charmer, aren’t you?” She raised an eyebrow.
“I have my moments.”
It took less than ten minutes to pull into her driveway. The small, brick house looked like every other house on the block in the cookie cutter neighborhood.
She pointed forward. “You can pull up there beside the house.”
He followed her directions and cut the engine. The trees on the left and the house on the right provided excellent cover.
She didn’t move to get out but surprised him by pulling her leg up underneath her and turning toward him. Her heart accelerated and she stared at his mouth. “I don’t normally do this, but I…” She leaned forward and touched his chin. “I want to kiss you.”
“You do, huh? I guess I’m okay with that.” He tugged on her hair and grinned. It made it easy when the chick made the first advance.
Lila closed her eyes and licked his mouth, pushing her tongue inside.
He sucked her tongue then kissed her softly, moving from her lips to her jaw and down to her neck. Her pulse pumped against his mouth and he licked her before sinking his fangs deep into her flesh.
She moaned in his ear. “Oh, God. That feels good. What are you doing?”
He didn’t have to suck much. The hot blood slid down easy, like a shot of whiskey, just enough to curb his hunger. He licked the wounds and kissed back up her jaw to her mouth.
She opened her eyes a little and scrambled onto his lap, her skirt riding up her thighs. She pressed down on him. “Mmm. I want some of this.”
“Maybe you should wait—”
“No. I can’t wait.” She pulled at his belt.
He pushed her back to look at her face. He wasn’t going to fuck her while she was in a posthypnotic trance. That would be akin to having sex with a drunk chick. Not how he operated.
“What’s wrong?” Lila appeared completely aware of what she was doing. Her pupils were normal and she was rubbing the fuck out of his dick.
“Not a thing.” He pushed her shirt up and tugged at the cups of her bra, exposing her breasts. They weren’t very big but fit nicely in his hands. He kissed her again and strummed her nipples, coaxing them into hard points.
She squirmed and moaned against his mouth, grinding herself on his already throbbing cock.
He continued to play with her nipples before pulling out of the kiss and lowering his face to her chest. He closed his lips over one dark tip and sucked gently.
Her hands trembled as she weaved her fingers into his hair, grabbing two hands full. She panted and watched him bite down on her nipple while his other hand slipped under her skirt.
He rubbed her through her panties and released her nipple from his teeth. “You like that?”
She nodded, her breath coming in choppy gasps. “Yes. God, yes.”
Grabbing her hips, he held her against his erection. He looked into her eyes before he pushed her skirt up over her hips. Popping the buttons on his jeans, he never broke eye contact. Jesus, he wanted inside her but she needed to come first.
He hooked a finger into the crotch of her panties and pulled them aside. The sweet smell of her arousal made his mouth water. His fingers found her slit and he pushed two inside, curving them up to find her G-spot. “Damn, baby. You’re so fucking wet.” A low growl sounded from his throat and his cock throbbed.
Lila gasped as he fingered her deeper and pressed his thumb to her clit, making small circles around it. Her head fell back and she moved her hips, riding his hand. “Oh, God. God. I’m gonna come,” she panted. Her body tensed and her clit pulsed.
“Come for me, baby. That’s what I want. Then I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you.”
Her body trembled and her pussy clenched on his fingers. She clawed at his shoulders and moaned louder. “Mmm…”
“I love how that feels.” He wiggled his fingers inside her as she spasmed.
“I think I just died.” Her eyes blinked and her breathing slowed down.
“Nope. You’re still alive.” He smiled at her and pulled his fingers out, licking her juices off them. “I can’t wait any longer.” Grabbing a hold of her panties, he asked, “Are these important to you?”
She shook her head. “Not at all.”
With a strong tug, he ripped them off her and tossed them on the floorboard.
“Fuck me, Scott.” Her hands slid up his chest, dragging her nails to his shoulders where she gripped him and lifted herself up.
He stroked his cock and rubbed it against her wet entrance.
She moaned again, louder.
He took hold of her hips and pulled her down, burying his cock inside her.
She closed her eyes and cried out.
“Fuck. You’re so tight.” He squeezed her waist and slammed her down on his dick while he bucked up into her, going deeper with each thrust.
Lila reached between her legs, her fingertips touching his cock sliding into her pussy. Her body tensed and she rubbed her clit.
He watched her touch herself and felt his own orgasm building. His balls tightened and pulled up close to his body. “God damn. That’s so hot. Come for me again.”
“Oh, yes. I am. I’m coming.” She gathered his t-shirt into her fists and her body quaked with the release. Her pussy tightened around him.
“Good girl.” He moved his hips, grinding slowly inside her.
Lila pulled in several deep breaths and her eyes rolled back. “Fuck.”
He nuzzled her breast, licking her nipple. “You alright, babe?”
She nodded.
“Good,” he whispered, sucking her nipple. He bucked up and fucked her fast, slamming his cock deep.
She leaned back against the steering wheel, giving him a little more space. Her moans filled the car as he pounded her pussy and fondled her tits.
With a final thrust, he gritted his teeth and came. “Jesus fucking Christ.” He pulled her forward and buried his face between her breasts as his cock pulsed inside her.
Lila wrapped her arms around his head and kissed his hair. “Thanks for the ride, Scott.”
He laughed. “No. Thank you, for the ride, Lila.”
Look for Melissa’s next short story on April 26, 2012!
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~ Melissa Ecker ~
Copyright © 2012 Melissa Ecker
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