It’s such a rare treat to watch him sleep. As a vampire he requires so little. But there are times, when our love making has gone on for hours that he will stretch and his body completely relaxes and he sleeps. His beauty is so striking so unique.
He has no idea how breath taking he is, and to tell him gets me the look. But of course I even find that attractive! His ever present scowl is replaced by a softness when he is with me now. It started before he went home, and now I rarely see the scowl - which of course I miss.
But now as I lie next to him, propped up on an elbow, my right hand splayed out on his bare tummy, my eyes soaking up his presence in my bed, his face is relaxed and the corners of his lips are curved up. His lush hair all around his neck and shoulders, so soft to the touch. I can still hear his laughter from the night before, his words of passion and my name falling from his lips. I smile wide and sigh happily.
I feel a shiver run up my spine at the memory of our love making. He is so powerful and demanding, but at the same time generous and sensual. Our bodies fit so well, there is no way he can move that his cock doesn’t caress my spot and make me moan and whimper. The way he looks at me while pleasuring me… that look alone could take me over the edge.
Leaning down I place a soft kiss on his lips and lay my head on his shoulder and wait for him to wake. My hand slips from his belly to his shoulder and rest there as I close my eyes and smile.