She opened the door, clearly shocked to see him.  “It’s you.  I didn’t know where to find you or how to tell you.  Grandma’s gone.”  Kirsten tried to be strong but the sight of Michael started the tears again.

            “Kirsten, invite me inside.  Please don’t cry.”  He reached out his hand as if to touch her but held back, waiting for permission.  Rules were rules, and he couldn’t cross the threshold without approval.

            “Oh, I’m sorry.  Come in.”  She led him inside as she wiped her eyes.  Kirsten was so glad he was finally here.  Maybe he did care. 

            As soon as he stepped inside, he told her into his arms in a lover’s embrace.  It was days after all, and he needed her like he needed nothing else.  “I miss you.”  Inhaling the soft scent of her hair Michael held her tightly.  “You smell so good.”  He picked her up in one scoop and carried her into her bedroom. 

            Michael set her down gently on the bed as he rained kisses all over her body.  His mouth was distinctively marking every inch of her, claiming her as his.  He could hear her heart beating wildly and sense the overwhelming call of blood as he trailed kisses on her neck.  It scared him.  The thought of him hurting her scared him to death if he wasn’t already dead.  What was he doing here?

            He glanced up at her innocent face on the brink of ecstasy and kissed lower, passed her navel until he came upon the patch of curls.  Michael parted her thighs and delved right in, eager to sample her nectar.  Her smell was all woman and intoxicating.  After a few teasing licks, he latched his mouth onto her clit and sucked gently.  Kirsten’s body tensed and arched off the bed as wave after wave of intense pleasure hit her nerves.  Michael held her thighs in place and was relentless in his sucking and long strokes of his tongue.  When she came down from the high; she felt a tingle starting again.   Michael sank his teeth into her inner thighs a few inches from her core and sampled a tiny bit of her blood.  He couldn’t resist and needed to taste her, all of her.  It brought her to the edge and beyond, the pleasure exquisite.

             He grinned at her, pleased with himself. 

            "You're spoiling me."  She stretched as content as a cat, satiated and happy.

             He laughed at her.  "I'm not done yet." 

            After giving her a few moments to breathe and calm down he started all over again.  Kirsten peaked again and this time she stayed at that peak for several minutes.  Michael was satisfying her like no one ever had.  He pulled back and licked her small wound until it closed and disappeared.  “How do you feel, my love?”

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