Things That Go Bump in the Night V
genre:erotic romance ~ paranormal/vampire
He isn’t the Scott she once knew. Lili never expected to see him again, but when she does, the sparks between them make Halloween a night to remember. It had been at a haunted house ten years earlier that Scott had disappeared. Lili has no intention of letting history repeat itself.
Scott returns, desperate to see the woman he’d left behind, knowing he’ll have one night—one night to savor for an eternity. He hasn’t counted on the power of their attraction—and the devastating effects his secret will have on the woman he loves.
Copyright © MELANI BLAZER, 2005.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
He brought his hand up to touch her cheek. She leaned into his palm, straining up to press her entire body against the length of his. Had he forgotten such magic, or was this a new level of sensation he had yet to know? His body responded on its own accord, his knee bracing between hers, his hips rocking his erection into the smooth plane of her stomach.
She tensed then, and finally withdrew her mouth.
At least she didn’t dart away.
“I think I lied,” he said quickly, before she could back away and claim a mistake. “It’s you who seems intent on seducing me, not the other way around.”
The corner of her mouth twitched. While she did step out of his arms, the twinkle remained in her eyes. “I had no intention.”
“Vampiress Lili, there’s no man who wouldn’t be enamored to look upon you tonight. To taste you, well, you’ve stolen all my sensibilities. I can’t remember what I’d planned for you next.”
He could see the playful glint in her eyes as she turned and looked around the room. “Candles, a tux, soft music. You’ve covered your bases, Scott. Surely you didn’t stop there?”
She watched him, slowly turning in a wide circle, as a predator surrounds prey. How easily she’d turned the tables. Feigning ignorance of the game she was accusing him of playing, he said instead, “I love old houses. There’s so much…life to them. Would you like for me to show you around?”
He stepped sideways, anticipating her next move. They were an arm’s length apart, squared off. Careful to keep his face fully shadowed by the rim of the hat, he watched her. Her eyes darted. She licked her lips, the glimpse of tongue sending a new surge of heat directly to his cock. Beneath the velvety choker that rested on her neck, her throat undulated as she swallowed.
How well she bluffed. It seemed they were both more than affected by this little cat and mouse game.
“Yes,” she said, turning from him to face the silhouette of the piano in the corner. “This house is full of character. I could easily imagine how it would look in its splendor.”
“But I’d rather have you here, with me now, than recreate a past that didn’t belong to us.”