My name is Noria. I am 35, tall with dark brown hair.
For as long as I could remember I fantasized about what a vampire's kiss would feel like. To be touched in the way only a vampire can touch, by his cool fingers, smooth lips, and depthless stare. What would it feel like to have those lifeless hands roam over my body, to touch me where I needed to be touched?
At night when I am alone and tired, I secretly wish for the misty visitor to silently come in and take me to that place that only he can. I would dream of his face just becoming visible through mist then his lips touching mine, just his lips as he floated above me. I could feel his energy reaching out for me.
Then when he is about to touch me in the way I want, I awake from the dream and moan in frustration. I hate it every time, and I never get the satisfaction that I need.
Little did I know, but those fantasies where about to come true.
Tonight I had to work later than normal. Too much was happening at once and I couldn't leave work until it was all finished. My car was in the shop so I was forced to use the public transportation system. Buy the time I left it was darker than I liked, but the dark never bothered me. What bothered me was the having to be on a public bus where people where generally rude, and leave their trash behind. Or worse, never bothering to shower and then sitting close so that I was forced to hold my breath.
I walked to the bus stop and waited. I felt a tickled between my shoulders, like I was being watched. I turned to look and saw nothing. It was probably just my imagination playing tricks on me. I was tired and I wanted to get home and soak in the tub a while. I saw the bus coming and stepped closer to the curb. I felt the tickle again and ignored it this time.
The bus pulled up and the driver opened the doors. He smiled down at me as I stepped up to the ticket acceptor. I slipped it in and stepped back to take a seat. Just as the driver was about to shut the doors a hand shot out and stopped them. My head spun a little as I watched a sleek, tall man with auburn hair and light skin step into the bus. He was wearing a long leather coat that just past his knees. He turned and locked his grey depthless eyes on me.
It's him, was all I could think. The creature from my dreams and fantasies was standing just in front of me and there I was just sitting like a stone, barely breathing. I could feel my heart pounding as I watched him move down the rows and stop and sit just next to me. His scent radiates around me and I drink it in like wine. It was a heady feeling as I leaned in to get more of his scent inside me.
His hand came up and lifted my head so that I was forced to look in his eyes.
"You know what I am," he said as he caressed my cheek.
"Yes," I whispered. His fingers gliding over my skin made me tremble. The feeling I craved, I needed was here and I didn't know what to do. No matter how many times I've imagined this I was lost.
"You want me," he said as he leaned in closer, "I can smell it."
My mouth opened, but words failed me as I saw how beautiful he was, how strong his features played over his skin.
"Tell me what you want Noria," he said. "Do you want my body, my touch.....or my kiss?" he asked.
I looked deep into his eyes and answered him. "All of it."
The bus rumbled to a stop and I looked around thinking that I hadn't realized the bus had even been moving. When I looked I saw we were stopped just outside my building.
My companion stood and helped me to my feet and lead my off the bus then up the stairs of my building. I didn't question how he knew where to go. I just followed like the lust starved woman I was. Here was my fantasy come true, my mysterious vampire that I waited for. He was going to take me tonight and there was nothing I would do to stop him. He took my hand and pulled the keys from my limp fingers.
He opened the door and led me inside.
"Do you want the lights?" he asked as he led me towards the bedroom.
"No" I didn't want the lights, I didn't need them.
"You want this," he said passionately. "I can feel it coming off of you like waves."
"Why did you wait so long?' I asked him.
"I was unsure," he said as he moved me to the bed.
"Why?"
"You seemed too good to be true. I could hear your thoughts at night. Even from miles away. I felt your need for me. I was confused as to why I should feel you when I had never seen you before."
I reached up and touched his cheek as he had touched mine. His skin was cool and smooth as silk. I wanted to touch more of him.
