Renewed feelings

It’s been two week since that night, we haven’t had sex since. I just can’t make myself have him, no matter how much I desire to have him. He taunts me though, with his every move, his touch sends a jolt through my body that makes me want to jump on him and consume him, in a non violent way of course. Sometimes I find myself just staring at him, wishing for the day that I can touch his body again; the day that I can kiss his hot, suffocating lips, the day that I can lay in his arms, the day that we can lay back in my bed and I can enjoy him touching my body that way he wants to. At night I find it extremely uncomfortable not to feel his touch, his hand on my waist, and his lips on my neck.
As much as I desired all of this, it just couldn’t happen; I wanted no chance of hurting him again. I know that he believes that the bites were because of what my father wanted me to do, while that may have been true; another part of me just couldn’t control myself with him. He brings out my true self, the vampire that desires to devour their victims. Even if I were to get weakened for one second and bite him, he wouldn’t care and he’d continue like nothing happened. Multiple times he has tried to get me to lay down with him, I catch myself every time before anything truly happens; he even got my pants off one time, but I realized what was happening and slowly got up, it took everything I had to resist.
Three days had passed since he tried that, part of me really wanted him to try something again; I might just give in this time. I walked to my room wanting to engross myself in my thoughts, but before my feet could take 2 steps he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me tight. Beautiful thoughts started to enter my mind as his hand ran up across my neck, he was really trying this time; I must have blacked out for a second because when I was back into reality I was on my bed with my shirt off. My hands were pushing up on the mattress to get up but he pushed my back down; he knew exactly what to do, my every desire and my soul was in his hands, not mentioning my bra that he had somehow managed to get off without me noticing. Hot, firm hands were on my waist and slipped slowly as he made his way toward my pants, as he unbuttoned them I knew I was losing this fight.
His’ clothes were off before I could breathe a big enough breath to take in what was happening, my pants were already slid off within a second of being unbuttoned; he had a way of doing that to me. He laid his hand on my left cheek and pushed his hot, soft, sexy lips against my cold, stiffened neck; there was absolutely nothing I could do, no way for me to resist it anymore. I wrapped my arms around his’ rock solid body and pushed them into his’ back. My body twisted into his just like he wanted it to, I loved it too much; I slid my legs onto his body, just how he liked it. That gave it all away; he grabbed onto my right leg and pushed his hand against it.
My back fell back onto the bed and his body lay on top of mine. I knew what to do next, there was no reason for me to not enjoy this; I pushed him up into a sitting position, wrapped my whole body onto his and started kissing him. He took the queue and pushed my now soft, limp body into his with all his strength; I could tell that he desired me, my heart, my soul, and my body in their entire entirety. There was no part of my body that didn’t want his, I let my guard completely drop and before I knew anything had happened we were inside the bed rolling with intensity that could’ve caused an earthquake. His penis felt like a sweet candy inside my vagina; every move we made it just made it sweeter and sweeter.
He pushed even deeper inside of me and I knew that this would be over soon, so I might as well make it the best damn pleasure I ever had right? I pushed my whole body into his in a fury of shoves; it just made it even more passionate and made me love this moment even longer. I grabbed on his hair and crushed my lips into his. Something inside of me felt a rush of liquidity holiness and I knew that it was over. His eyes glared into mine and I realized that he loved it as much as I did; he ran his tongue across my lips, it sent chills through my whole body; I fully knew now that our old sexual experiences meant absolutely nothing anymore, a new set of experiences was about to begin.