I got to the widest part at the knuckles and I could tell it was tight, but she grabbed my wrist again and pulled me in again. I was searching for the... right angle, slowly stretching with each thrust and then it popped in to my wrist and I wrapped my fingers around my thumb to make a fist inside her pussy. She grabbed my forearm this time and held it steady so I knew not to move as she came hard on my hand in her pussy. I could feel her muscles clenching me as she twisted in extacy on the table. Miles. "Right this way Miss, Mr. Miles has already been seated," the waiter tells me, leading the way to a table towards the back. When I get to the table; a striking man with brown hair and blue eyes stands up and pulls my chair out. "I hope this place is okay with you, Danielle?" "It's fine, thank you." After the waiter takes our drink orders and then later our dinner order, we make small talk. "I'm glad you took Nicole's advice and agreed to call me," Blake says, giving me a smile. "Should. "I never said that you would want to, I just said keep your long fangs away from me." She scowled up at him irritably as she tugged her grey shawl tighter against her.Her beady black eyes narrowed suddenly over her large bulbous nose. "What are you doing at this event any way?" she asked sourly.He smiled his toothy smile as his nostrils flared. He really was a good looking vampire the old which admitted silently. But then what vampire wasn't attractive? It was after all part of their hunting. That left her with – she thought about it for a moment; had there been six wolves total, or seven? – three wolves, probably, though she could only see two from where she stood, not counting the immobilized one. Nocking another arrow, she fired at the nearest one even as it leaped at her, and it fell, whimpering, at her feet, black blood pumping out from a wound in its chest. The last wolf that she could see was on her before she could do anything else, its mouth closing around her left forearm,.