The Vampire's Intern
“Does that mean I have to say no to all my vacation benefits?”
He smirked, “Sacrifices must be made. It’s not often I find myself performing first aid on my personal assistants.”
“With your reputation, I find that very hard to believe.”
“You wound me, Miss. Moreau.”
For a moment, he hesitated, like he was fighting himself. Then he leaned in and kissed me. I moaned immediately, opening my mouth to grant him full access.
His hand gripped my waist hard, almost bruising as he plundered my mouth, he pulled the shirt up to my hips, and I spread my legs as he ground against me, his finger found it's way softly stroking my cunt until I was wet and aching for him.