Annmarie Ortega - Dead Girl Talking

Dead Girl Talking

by

Annmarie Ortega

Resplendence Publishing, LLC

http://www.resplendencepublishing.com

Resplendence Publishing, LLC

Edgewater , Florida , 32132

Dead Girl Talking

Copyright 2009, Annmarie Ortega

Cover art by Chel Hickerty

Electronic format ISBN: 978-1-60735-077-4

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Electronic release: October 2009

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and occurrences are a product of the authors imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, places or occurrences, is purely coincidental.

It was seven pm and I was ready to go outside to see if Hunter was here yet for our date. While I was getting dressed, I reminded myself the last time I was excited seeing a guy again, he turned me into a vampire. I needed to be cautious with him. He seemed like the perfect guy : tall, dark and handsome. The only negative was that hed kill me in a heartbeat if he knew I was a vampire.

When I got to the foyer and looked outside, I saw Hunter standing on the sidewalk waiting for me. It wasnt that surprising to me that hed be on time, he seemed the prompt type. He was looking down the street and didnt see me yet, so I was able to give him a good once over. He had on jeans and a black long sleeved shirt. I noticed he wasnt wearing his backpack and thought that as a good sign. Maybe he was able to feel me staring at him because he turned and looked right at me. He smiled and made his way to the apartment foyer where I stood.

I opened the door for him so we were both standing together in the small foyer.

Wow, you look fantastic, he told me as his eyes danced over me. In the light of the foyer, I could see his eyes were brown, as I had guessed they were last night.

Thanks, I said trying to sound casual even though I felt uncomfortable with his compliment. The reality was I had spent almost an hour at the mall trying on clothes before I decided on purchasing a long denim skirt and olive green sweater. Even though I was now the walking dead, I still had issues over the size of my thighs. Some things never change.

Hunter must have noticed my uneasiness with his earlier compliment to me. No, really, I mean it, you look great.

You dont have to say that. I had to look away, I couldnt even look him in the eye I was so uncomfortable. It didnt help the foyer we were in was small and so we were standing very close, almost touching.

I know I dont have to say that, he said to me as he lifted my chin with his pointer finger to lift my head so we locked eyes. I wanted to say it. You are absolutely beautiful.

I was speechless; there was nothing I could say back to him. He took a small step closer to me so that we now touched. There was electricity in the air between us and I knew he was going to kiss me. When he leaned down to me, my lips were ready for his. Our first kiss was gentle and sweet, lips brushing each other tenderly. As we kissed, I reached up and placed my hands on his chest. I could feel he was solid muscle under his clothes. Hunter moaned and put his hands on my ass pulling me to him so our bodies pressed together. I slid my hands from his chest to up around his neck. He moved his lips from my mouth across my cheek to my neck and ear.

You really do something to me, I cant explain it, he murmured in my ear.

He didnt have to explain anything to me; I felt it. I felt it in his passionate kisses and the way he held me. I felt it in his hard as steel erection that was pressing against me making my panties wet with desire.

Hunter stopped kissing me and pulled my head back by my hair so that we were staring at each other. Theres something about you I cant figure out. I feel so drawn to you, as if we need to be together, but I feel theres something else about you. Ive never been like this with someone I just met, ever, I dont understand it.

All reason told me I should say good-bye and never see him again since I knew he was a slayer. Deep down inside I knew I wasnt going to do the reasonable thing. I leaned up to him and placed another kiss on his lips, then turned and opened the door to the stairs.

Come on, I said as I started up the stairs to go back to my apartment. He followed me up the two flights of stairs to my apartment door. As I put the key in the lock he put his hand over mine, preventing me from turning the key.

Are you sure you want to do this? he asked me. His eyes gave him away. Even though he sounded concerned, I could see the excitement and desire flickering in those intense brown eyes.

Im sure, I said back and watched him remove his hand from mine, and the key I still held. I opened the door and we both entered my apartment, Hunter closing the door behind him. We didnt even make it out of the hallway. He rushed up to me and gathered me in his arms pulling me close, so we stumbled back against the hallway wall. He rubbed himself against me and I reached down to touch his erection through his pants. He moaned deep in his throat then pulled himself away from me.

I dont know what Im doing here, he told me. He ran his hand over his brown hair and seemed to be thinking. This isnt like me. I dont do things like this. I almost never date and I never get involved with women. My job is pretty dangerous so I try to keep to myself. I dont want to lead you on thinking I can give you something I cant, he tried to explain. I dont know when Ill be able to see you again and I dont want you doing anything you dont want to do.

Im sure most women would tell him to take a hike, but to me his not wanting to commit made him even more attractive. Before I had stayed away from relationships out of personal choice, now I felt it was out of necessity.

I moved closer to him and unbuttoned his blue jeans, lowering the zipper. He stood there watching me without saying a word. I reached into his pants and briefs so I could touch him. His gaze moved from his pants to my eyes.

Im not doing anything I dont want to do, Hunter, I said. I removed my hand from his pants and unbuttoned my skirt so I could step out of it. I kicked it to the side out of my way and stepped back so I was leaning against the wall again. Come here, I beckoned him. He came up to me and I could tell I had his undivided attention. I took his hand in mine and guided it between my legs so he touched my pink panties. I separated my legs a little more, then pulled the elastic back on one of the legs. Touch me Hunter, I told him. He looked at me for second before sliding his hand inside the material. He groaned when he discovered that I was clean-shaven between my legs. I could tell he approved as he cupped my sex with his hand. No, touch me, I said again hoping he understood what I wanted him to do. As he slowly slid a finger inside of me, I knew he understood what I had meant that time. He moved his finger in and out of me, deliciously rubbing my clit with every stroke.

I leaned in to him, stretching up to whisper in his ear. I was so close to his throat I could hear his blood pounding through his veins. Take off you pants, I told him between the little shudders of pleasure I felt. He reluctantly removed his hand from my panties. As I watched him, he took off his boots and peeled off his jeans and briefs. His erection was large and straining against him. I couldnt wait to have him inside of me and my pussy throbbed in anticipation. Not wanting to waste another minute, I peeled off my panties and threw them down on top of my skirt. Hunter walked up to me and picked me up off the floor. I squealed with surprise and without even thinking, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. Put me down, Im too heavy, I cried out to him.