something and I didn't want to make
waves with your girlfriend.”
“I told you I didn't have a girlfriend.” Damon put both hands on the wall he had slowly backed her up
against, caging her in with his massive arms. “If I had a girlfriend, I would not have kissed you.”
God he smelled so good, Nicole thought, taking a deep breath. She could hardly think straight with
him so close. “I just assumed the woman was your girlfriend, at least it looked that way.” Okay, she
had to get away from him, but dammit, she kept leaning closer. “So, as I said, I didn't want to cause
problems, so I'm sorry. She is really beautiful and you guys look great together. Kind of like Ken and
Barbie great.” Okay, she was rambling again.
Understanding flashed in his eyes and that sexy grin spread across his face. She was jealous. “She's a
donor.” Damon chuckled. “Not my girlfriend.”
“A donor?” Nicole wondered if she really wanted to know what the knock out red head donated.
Damon leaned back and rubbed his hand down his face. “I'm a vampire Nicole. I need blood. She is a
paid donor, hired by the council.”
“Are you kidding me?” Nicole was amazed. “You mean I could apply for a job as a blood donor?”
Okay, his blood just shot up a few degrees as did his cock at the thought of tasting her blood. Shaking
his head, he changed the subject fast. “Are you and Jared involved?”
“No.” Nicole stared up into his eyes.
“You and red aren't involved?”
“No.” Damon answered her right back point blank without blinking.
“Then why have you been acting like you don't want to have anything to do with me? I mean, after we
kissed you would hardly look at me.” She really tried to keep the hurt out of her voice. She failed. It
had hurt...a lot.
“Truth?” When she nodded, he pushed his body closer leaning his head down, his lips mere inches
from her ear. Goose bumps pimpled her skin. “Because I have never wanted anyone the way I want
you. I can't promise you anything, Nicole. Just tonight. I can just promise you tonight.”
Nicole inhaled his scent deeply and with his body so close and his confession spoken so softly she
decided she would take what he could give. Deep inside, she knew that wasn't going to be enough for
her and it would be her heartbreaking in the end, but she had never depended on more than the
present from anyone before, so why should it be different with him. Making a decision she knew
would change her life, she lifted her hand and ran a finger across his full lips. “I want tonight with
you, Damon.”
With a sexy moan he dropped his fingers to the front of her dress and gently brushed against her
breasts, cupping the soft mounds in his hand. He took his time, exploring each breast slowly, first one
and then the other, massaging with intimate authority. "You are so beautiful."
Nicole's head fell back, and she moaned softly. He pushed the straps of her dress off of her shoulders
and drew in a sharp breath as the gentle curves of her skin were exposed to his hungry gaze. "Damon.”
Her voice came out husky and slow, like that of a temptress, surprising even to her own ears. She
didn't know where the sound had come from, but his response was instantaneous...his thick erection
rising, pressing against her stomach. He made no effort to conceal his arousal, grinding his hips in a
slow circle, pressing firmly against her.
Wasting no time at all, he pushed the straps further down her shoulders; the gown fell to her waist,
caught by the swell of her hips, both her shoulders and breasts exposed. He groaned when her nipples
came out of the silk, bending his head to blow hot air over the erect peaks, gently circling one then the
other with his tongue. “I have been dying to know what you taste like.”
Nicole arched into him, reveling in the sensations. She couldn't help herself...and she didn't want to.
Her breasts felt incredibly heavy, the tips beginning to
waves with your girlfriend.”
“I told you I didn't have a girlfriend.” Damon put both hands on the wall he had slowly backed her up
against, caging her in with his massive arms. “If I had a girlfriend, I would not have kissed you.”
God he smelled so good, Nicole thought, taking a deep breath. She could hardly think straight with
him so close. “I just assumed the woman was your girlfriend, at least it looked that way.” Okay, she
had to get away from him, but dammit, she kept leaning closer. “So, as I said, I didn't want to cause
problems, so I'm sorry. She is really beautiful and you guys look great together. Kind of like Ken and
Barbie great.” Okay, she was rambling again.
Understanding flashed in his eyes and that sexy grin spread across his face. She was jealous. “She's a
donor.” Damon chuckled. “Not my girlfriend.”
“A donor?” Nicole wondered if she really wanted to know what the knock out red head donated.
Damon leaned back and rubbed his hand down his face. “I'm a vampire Nicole. I need blood. She is a
paid donor, hired by the council.”
“Are you kidding me?” Nicole was amazed. “You mean I could apply for a job as a blood donor?”
Okay, his blood just shot up a few degrees as did his cock at the thought of tasting her blood. Shaking
his head, he changed the subject fast. “Are you and Jared involved?”
“No.” Nicole stared up into his eyes.
“You and red aren't involved?”
“No.” Damon answered her right back point blank without blinking.
“Then why have you been acting like you don't want to have anything to do with me? I mean, after we
kissed you would hardly look at me.” She really tried to keep the hurt out of her voice. She failed. It
had hurt...a lot.
“Truth?” When she nodded, he pushed his body closer leaning his head down, his lips mere inches
from her ear. Goose bumps pimpled her skin. “Because I have never wanted anyone the way I want
you. I can't promise you anything, Nicole. Just tonight. I can just promise you tonight.”
Nicole inhaled his scent deeply and with his body so close and his confession spoken so softly she
decided she would take what he could give. Deep inside, she knew that wasn't going to be enough for
her and it would be her heartbreaking in the end, but she had never depended on more than the
present from anyone before, so why should it be different with him. Making a decision she knew
would change her life, she lifted her hand and ran a finger across his full lips. “I want tonight with
you, Damon.”
With a sexy moan he dropped his fingers to the front of her dress and gently brushed against her
breasts, cupping the soft mounds in his hand. He took his time, exploring each breast slowly, first one
and then the other, massaging with intimate authority. "You are so beautiful."
Nicole's head fell back, and she moaned softly. He pushed the straps of her dress off of her shoulders
and drew in a sharp breath as the gentle curves of her skin were exposed to his hungry gaze. "Damon.”
Her voice came out husky and slow, like that of a temptress, surprising even to her own ears. She
didn't know where the sound had come from, but his response was instantaneous...his thick erection
rising, pressing against her stomach. He made no effort to conceal his arousal, grinding his hips in a
slow circle, pressing firmly against her.
Wasting no time at all, he pushed the straps further down her shoulders; the gown fell to her waist,
caught by the swell of her hips, both her shoulders and breasts exposed. He groaned when her nipples
came out of the silk, bending his head to blow hot air over the erect peaks, gently circling one then the
other with his tongue. “I have been dying to know what you taste like.”
Nicole arched into him, reveling in the sensations. She couldn't help herself...and she didn't want to.
Her breasts felt incredibly heavy, the tips beginning to
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