Amaury pulled away and took her arms, pinning them next to her body. Another ring from the phone drowned out whatever she wanted to say and made her stop in mid-speech.
“Nina, we’ll have to take it slow.”
The answering machine clicked on.
“I’m too big. Let me make you—”
His canned voice filled the room. “I’m not here. You know what to do.” Beep.
“Where the hell are you? You were supposed to be here fifteen fucking minutes ago!”
Amaury flinched. Gabriel was looking for him. And he wasn’t in a good mood.
“Pick up the fucking phone …”
He lunged for the phone, grabbing it off the hook. Then he instantly put his finger on his lips, gesturing to Nina not to say a word.
“Gabriel—”
The response almost pierced his eardrum. “GET YOUR ASS TO THE OFFICE!”
Damn, he’d forgotten the interrogations which were planned for the night. No surprise Gabriel was pissed. “Yeah, I’m on my way.”
“Or I’ll have a word with Samson about that human woman from last night. He isn’t gonna like it.”
He was threatening him? “I said I was on my way.” He slammed the phone down and looked back at Nina.
“I’ve got to go, Nina.” Amaury exhaled on a sigh. He could think of better things to do than go into the office right now.
She sat up. “Well, I’ll get dressed then.”
Amaury stopped her from getting out of bed. “No, stay. We’re nowhere near done. I’ll be back in three hours.”
“I should go.”
No. He wanted her here when he came back to continue what they’d started.
“Please, stay and wait for me. Make yourself comfortable. Hey, you can even snoop around if you want to.” His apartment wouldn’t reveal anything about him that she didn’t already know.
“I don’t snoop!” The indignity in her voice seemed real.
He kissed her on the cheek. “Okay, then don’t. But stay.” His mouth trailed to her lips and captured them. If he continued like that, he’d arrive at the interrogations with a hard-on the size of a flagpole and draw further suspicion from his colleagues. They couldn’t find out that he still hadn’t erased Nina’s memory. And that he had no intention of doing so. On the contrary, he wanted to make a lot more new memories with her.
Amaury jumped up from the bed and grabbed clean clothes from his closet.
“Alright, I’ll stay.”
Her eyes were on him as he got dressed, and he enjoyed the way she looked at him. A man could get used to a woman looking at him like that.
“But when you get back …”
He gave her an expectant look. “What?”
“No more delays. If you don’t have sex with me the moment you get back, I’m out of here.”
He grinned. “Yes, mademoiselle.”
Nina threw a pillow at him which he caught instantly. His reflexes were as sharp as his dick was hard.
He headed for the door and gave her body one last long glance. She didn’t even attempt to cover herself with the bed sheets. He would try to make it back in two hours max. “If you’re hungry, there’s some coq au vin in the fridge.”
Before he turned and left, he caught her confused look. Amaury chuckled inwardly. Why he had food in the fridge would give her something to think about while he was gone. He was no run-of-the-mill vampire.
Sixteen
Amaury kept food in the fridge? What kind of crazy vampire was he? Nina shook her head and jumped out of bed. She snatched one of his shirts from his closet and put it on, then walked into the living area.
She felt invigorated. Her entire body tingled in a pleasant way like it would after a sensual massage. Only she hadn’t had a massage, but an amazing orgasm at the very talented hands—and mouth—of said strange vampire. Who thought nothing of leaving her alone in his lair and practically expected her to snoop around, which of course, made it so much less appealing. What a spoil-sport.
Three hours to kill before the sexy vampire would come back and finally make good on his promise to fuck her every which way he could think of. “And then some,” the arrogant hottie had said. She had wanted to slap him for that, had she not been so turned on by his words.
Amaury’s hesitation at actually penetrating her had come as an utter surprise. When had he turned all soft and decided he didn’t want to hurt her? And who said she couldn’t handle a man as big as he was? And he was big.
The vision of his hard length of turgid flesh, almost purple in color, with thick veins like vines snaking around it, sent her into another hot flash. It felt as if he was bigger than the previous night when she’d had him in her mouth. But maybe she was just fantasizing. He was just a big man all over, and while his cock was extraordinarily large, it was in perfect proportion to the rest of his body.