Lust & Fangs: Steamy Vampire Erotic Short Stories
"Oh." She nodded. "Technically, I'm undead, but I understand."
"You do?"
"You don't want to share me."
"Uh..." That wasn't exactly what I'd meant.
"I don't blame you," she said. "I'm the jealous type, too."
"You are?" I winced as she rubbed her thumb around the head of my penis, but only because it felt so good. I kinda loved the way she jerked me off.
"I'm not a slut or anything," Shelly said. "I used to be a prostitute, sort of, back in the eighties, but not anymore."