."Jeff's eyes met Diana's. "Why," he mouthed as he raised up and positioned his body over Doctor Boswell's, the lips of her pussy flushed from her aro...usal, and wet from Jeff's kissing and licking her.Why should he wait? Diana thought. Laura is right, he didn't wait for her — and it was at my insistence. He's actually had all of us before we had our ceremony. I was worried about Helen not being ready because of the loss of her husband. But he died two years ago. I'm being stupid. This woman. "Hi," a female voice said, startling him out of his reverie. She stood in the doorway of the sliding door in a loose silken robe and a cup of frei'ah in her hand.Gavril shifted over to the far chair and patted the vacated seat. He let her sit before he asked if she was feeling better.She nodded. "It was a hard night, a bad one for me." I didn't even know it until the ride home," he said, trying to reassure her. "No one knew." Good," Fayta said. "You took care of me last night. I assume you. “Look at me. Take me to the Thirteen. I wish to speak to them!” I glamored the guard that evening, even as my vampire nest accompanied me.I couldn’t help but note the warlocks, of course, with their blue lips as always, as I passed by the House of the Undying. I saw Quaithe, of course, the masked Shadowbinder from Asshai, who gave a rather curious look as I marched past her en route to my destination. It was past dusk, of course, so that my nest would not roast in the sunlight.As I entered the. I can feel the head of his thick cock rub along my slit. I move my hips into the same pace of his in hopes to feel more of his length against me. He pulls his mouth from me, just enough to speak.“What’s wrong baby girl; do you want my cock now? Have you had enough teasing?”I look up at him. My bottom lip pops out into a soft pout as my fingers run along his arms. He knows damn well I want him deep inside me. But he loves the cat and mouse game of making me beg for it. Every time without doubt.