I was walking stealthily following my own inertia, I felt so out of my body but so sensitive to the emotions and senses

I was walking stealthily following my own inertia, I felt so out of my body but so sensitive to the emotions and senses that the The touch of the wind on my skin caused me to moan little. I followed the virile voice who whispered my name in my ear, walked recklessly on the asphalt while The increasingly violent gusts of wind lifted and bombarded my dress. white. I noticed a sudden cold on my back, like a caress, it was him and I knew it, I turned slowly and there he was, a tall, dark but immaculately white skin, with thick, red lips due to his loaded with blood capillaries, his skin was as firm and as cold as a plaque of marble. He whispered my name in my ear again but this time his tongue I accompany his words by caressing the lower part of my ear with it and I felt a chill that ran through my entire body. We were alone in the street, just him, me and the Moon, I looked at him attentive, because I was curious to know what would come next. I grab tightly and made a knot with his arms around my body, I felt like my body I lost my strength and my eyes lost their visibility. I opened my eyes again, it was difficult distinguish the things around me, I only listened to the wind and the waves, I deduced that we were on the beach or near the coast; little by little I went recovering his sight, he didn't know how much time had passed but the Moon He kept smiling at me. The sea seemed to become furious, venting its anger against the rocks and the sand itself; Then the wind whispered my name again tangling in my long, dark hair like the night itself, I felt like I was He caressed and entered under my dress; the touch of this made me feel, vibrate, I liked it, I was beginning to feel wet when suddenly the same wind had become a small tornado and acquiring continued human form. It was him, he was approaching me with soft steps but intense, he took me in his arms and kissed me, he kissed me with so much passion that I returned to excite me He looked at me intently while smiling, he knew what was happening, he knew that I wanted him in those moments more than the oxygen in my lungs, I felt that I couldn't contain myself and I attacked his hard body with all my strength. pushing him into the sand. He fell and I started kissing him desperately all over him. body trying to strip him of his clothes while he emitted a small laugh. I managed to undress him almost completely but he grabbed my hands. wrists and threw me violently onto the sand, climbing on top of me and still holding my wrists at head level while commenting that it was me who was to be possessed; Immediately afterwards he began to tear off my dress as if It had fast claws and in a few seconds it was completely naked. I felt a strange sensation all over my body, curiosity, fear, excitement... He rushed at me so quickly that I didn't have time to distinguish his movements, he caressed and scratched my entire body while I I writhed there in the sand of the beach. The contrast of my body heat and the coldness of his body was wonderful; His tongue of fire devastated everything, and I discovered new sensations in me. He reaches my neck, sucks it, caresses it with his sharp incisors; He went down to my breasts and played with them inside his mouth, I felt that burned with pleasure; He went down again to my navel, he stopped there for a moment. and he came down again at fast and slow intervals and made a small jump from the navel to the groin sucking and licking the inside of my thighs, I I went crazy with ecstasy; He then continued to nibble my sex, my back He arched with each thrust of his mouth, feeling how his tongue penetrated my moist and throbbing vagina. She tore off the clothes that still covered her sex and He introduced his member to me in one fell swoop; He let out a little cry of joy and we We melted into endless movements and sighs that made it reach my climax while I squeezed him between my legs to not let him escape. I returned to nibble on the inside of my thighs and I feel a slight sting accompanied by exquisite pleasure and I felt like I was falling asleep again. When I woke up I was in my bed and somewhat dazed I thought that it was the most delicious dream I had had in all my young life; search between my legs to find some mark and it was, on the left thigh I had a wound from sharp incisors...I looked at myself in the mirror naked remembering the delight of the night when the windows opened wide and the sudden The wind tangled in my hair again, this time whispering his name in my ear: "Lestat."