These Haunting Memories

He would groan as her nails scored his flesh, though the look at darkened his features suggested that she might regret her actions. She would return his smirk without hesitation, lips curling into a sultry grin. His fangs attack her chest in series of hard nips, each touch growing more and more gentle as he traveled down her belly. She would squirm with impatience beneath him, watching him curiously, though her indigo gaze was dark with desire. A surprised moan would slip from her inky jaws as his tongue rasped against her most intimate parts. Muscles clenched deliciously as she rolled her hips up. Desire shot through her with white hot ferocity. It had been so long, too long. She didn't want to play games, she wanted him here and now, there would be time for games later. Rolling onto her belly, so long as he didn't spot her, she would aim to rise up onto all fours once more, intending to start a game of her own, to prevent him from drawing this out for too long.
"Burn Baby Burn"