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How is he not going feral right now. The scent of us combined was enough to make my mouth water and my core ache with want.

Oisin continued his gentlemanly duties and carried me to the king sized bed where he had a soft silk light, calming blue blanket laid out.

Assuming he has read my mind, sniffed the air, and any other vampire abilities he has, this was it.

Finally I would get what I had thought about.

Him.

But instead he put me on my feet and asked me to lay on my stomach. Giving him a curious look, I handed him my towel and obeyed.

"You need rest. I thought a massage would help so I added lavender and vanilla to this oil," he put a curious blue glass bottle in front of my face and then exchanged it for a brown glass bottle. "And this one is grapefruit, mandarin orange, bergamot massage oil. Very uplifting for the spirit. Better for the mornings though." My heart flutters at the thought of my mornings starting out like this.

I heard the glass bottles clinking and then felt the bed dip as he sat next to me. "Sorry if my hands are cold. You ready?"

"So ready." My body blushed at the sound of my own voice. It was seductive and sultry.

He didn't say anything. No chuckle or groan which disappointed me.

Oisin's hands worked their magic on my neck and shoulders. I breathed in the scent which did make me a little sleepy. And yet my body was alive and hot under his touch.

I moaned as he continued to rub my back with his magical hands. He kept telling me to just breathe in deeply but the closer he got to my exposed bottom the quicker my breath became.

"Lower...please...just a bit....Mmhmm" I was in Heaven until I noticed he skipped right over the area I needed him most.

He continued his sensual assault on my legs before asking me to flip over.

As soon as I flipped over he seemed a bit more on edge. "Do you want a cover?"

"No, do you?" I couldn't help but sound like a women in heat. My voice was seductive enough to turn me on.

"You look flushed, are you ok?" I'd be better if you were in me I thought. For once I was hoping he was listening to my thoughts. But he didn't seem to be - no reaction.

Silently he kept going as I let my imagination go wherever it wanted to wonder. Everything was sexual. I thought of a candle, like I had pictured while learning how to meditate; the candle turned into sensual play with hot wax dripping on the more sensitive parts of my body. I moaned.

"Does that feel good?" His hands massaging my right shoulder and arm.

"Mmm. Yes. But could you work on my other shoulder at the same time?"

He had 3 options:

1. Saying no.

2. Repositioning himself at the other end of the bed and work from behind my head.

3. Straddle me.

I vote 3!

"Sure," He coughed out.

"Thank you so much, master." If I had any doubts that my words affected him, his sudden change from slowly moving to lightening speed when I said the word master removed them all.

He straddled me and began working my shoulders and arms. His abs and thighs were tight, not allowing his pelvis to touch me. But he could hide his member that was staring at me, full attention. If he were a little bit closer I would be able to taste the bead of precum that glistened on his tip.

But he was playing it safe. Working my chest, he began to knead above and below my breasts, but didn't even slightly grace the skin. If I hadn't felt so frustrated right now, I'd be impressed. I was naturally blessed with large, perky boobs.

So I poked the bear.

"If I were a man, you'd massage my pecs." I said through hooded eyes. My long lashes fluttering at him.

"Ahhh. Right. Probably, but you are definitely not a man." His eyes looked everywhere but at me. His sheepish grin was so endearing. It made me want him even more.

"Good. You may continue with the body massage, master." I pulled my bottom lip in by my teeth and smiled up at him. His face flushed and his mouth was open in shock and awe.

I wanted to wink at him but decided to just close my eyes and allow him to get back to it.

His oiled hands weren't rough to the touch but his hands were firm, giving me pain mixed with pleasure. The bastard teasing me! He massaged under my boobs and around my nipples. He hissed as my body reacted to his touch by pushing my chest up, arching my back, begging for more. My finger tips lightly, "accidentally", touching his thighs.

He finally let out an audible breath that he must have been holding in so he could stay in control. Groaning he pinched my already hate nipples. "You are being very naughty. I'm trying to be good here woman. You are testing me." His hand slapped my left breast shocking me a bit. My eyes were still hiding behind my eyelashes, but he caught me. "But you like being naughty don't you, little one?" He smirked meeting my eyes waiting for me to answer and when I didn't he slammed both of them. It hurt in the best way possible and he kept rubbing them with oil, taking away the sting. "Answer me." I moaned hearing his voice and forgot the question until another slap, more painful but still playful landed on my bouncing tits that were now bright pink and very sensitive.

"Yes, master. Yes I do master." He pinched my nipples again until my back arched. My body was a flame with heat pooling down to my aching pussy.

"Please. Master." My body was desperate. I pouted, pushing my lower lip out.

Oisin took my pouty lip and sucked it. He bit down, nipping it until I couldn't take it and I opened up my mouth to bring my lip back in. His hand brought me up to meet his lips. I was disappointed when he broke the kiss. "Mmm even better than I imagined."

"You thought of me? Like fantasized about me?" I had no idea where this courage was coming from but Oisin brought this side out in me, "did you jerk off while thinking of me?" I asked against his lips. Oisin's breathing hitched; I'd hit a nerve. "What specifically did you think about?"

He put his mouth by my ear, "You really wanna know love? I thought about your pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock and that sassy tongue torturing me while you sucked me off. I thought about putting my hands in your hair and forcing you to move faster and hitting the back of your throat. And when I came, you swallowed like the hungry, naughty, little vixen you are." I squirmed beneath him loving every word he used. I wasn't good at dirty talk but he had me soaking and he wasn't even talking about me yet. He nibbled on my earlobe and licked my neck stopping to suck on a sensitive spot for a moment before continuing. "You'll want to touch yourself, needing a release. Begging for me. Mmm, that's what you want right?" His eyes met mine. We were both panting.

"I need you." Our mouths were almost touching as I begged for him to take me.

He smiled against my lips, gently kissing them, "I know, lass." His lips finally crashed into mine. Our kiss went from light caresses to a passionate one. The mans tongue was a gift from the heavens! I had never in my life felt like a kiss could be such a turn on. I finally understood why people liked it so much.

We parted to breath but only for a few seconds. He laid me down running his hand from my chest to my mound. My hips bucked in anticipation.

"We'll get there love." His grin was mocking me a little as I whimpered for more. Oisin kneeled in front of the bed, his head in between my legs. Fuck, he looked sexy. He belonged there.

"Tonight I'm going to enjoy eating you out. Licking your sweet little cunt."

His hands went down my front, making sure to hold my hips down before teasing my by leaving wet, hot kisses on my inner thigh. My legs turned into jello, quivering as he made his way slowly towards my heat. One touch was all it would take to put me over the edge. So close to what would have been the best orgasm of my life.

But instead he let go of me and stood up.

"Not just yet." He looked down at my fully flushed with blush sensitive skin. Goosebumps and flashes of light from where his hands were.

"When?" Was all I could blurt out, I needed him now.

"Soon." He tapped the top of my thigh and stood up to go into the bathroom. "Very soon love."

I was left panting breaking out in a cold sweat. Frustrated to my core. After a few deep breaths, I smiled. This was just the beginning. I want to know every inch of him, explore every fantasy, and let him take me to the highest high just to jump of the edge together.

My body is all his. I want him to claim me, consume me, complete me. Dominate me.

A delightful shiver ran up my spine at the thought of it. Sheer bliss and we hadn't even done anything yet.

I fell reluctantly asleep, like a kid on Christmas Eve. I wanted to stay away and see my man wrapped in a big red bow for me (or maybe wrap me up in red string...) but I heard the shower turn on and my eyelids grew heavy, closing, allowing me to find a deep sleep I desperately needed.

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