The moment Torrey found out that a vampire had moved into the old Killen mansion, she decided that this was something she had to go see for herself. Not that she really believed in vampires, but her best friend swore that the tall, built and gorgeous, guy that had moved into the old mansion, just had to be one. He was only seen at night and he was just too handsome to be believed.
And if he really was a vampire?
Torrey smiled to herself. Well then, there was only one way to find out if all those stories of their sexual prowess were true.
She shoved four of her vampire romance books to once side of the dresser fishing for her hairbrush as she planned the best possible way to catch a man's attention in a hurry. She found her brush under 'Kiss of Blood', her favorite novel and dragged it through her rich mahogany mane. The stuff went down to her waist and shimmered with gold in the sun. It was her best feature. Too bad she had to do this at night.
What the hell was she going to wear? 'Let's see, a short skirt? No, too obvious..."
Never mind that, what excuse would she have for being there in the first place? She bit down on her full bottom lip and frowned at the mirror. Her dark chocolate gaze narrowed. She had to come up with a good excuse – in addition to an eye-catching ensemble visible at night.
She moved to her closet with a hip-rolling sway. There was no hiding all those years of hula dance her mom had insisted on, just as her high cheekbones and the slight exotic tilt of her eyes betrayed her island heritage. She opened the closet door and her brand new frost white string bikini fell to the floor.
Torrey nibbled on her bottom lip and frowned. She hadn't had a chance to wear that bikini yet...wait a minute... Wasn't there a pool at the old mansion? She scooped the bathing suit off the floor and grinned. 'Bingo'.
Torrey pulled the sarong from her sleek tan and curvy body and cleared her throat. "My goodness sir, I had no idea that anyone had moved in! Can you ever forgive my intrusion on your privacy?" She picked up the bikini and smiled. "Perfect!"
***
As Torrey snuck through the hole in the back fence of the mansion's partially wooded property, the sweltering summer night air carried the sweet scent of wild jasmine. Even with only her light robe over her bikini, she quickly became damp with sweat. When she came out on the lawn and faced the huge in-ground oval monstrosity of a swimming pool she was more than ready to do a few laps. The pool was gorgeously lit with underwater lamps, the water glowing an unearthly rippling blue.
Heck, even if there hadn't been a vampire to tempt, a night swim in all that glowing blue would have been tempting all by itself.
Torrey strode to the diving board, and dropped her cream satin robe. Shoulders back and head up, she strode to the diving board's end, tossed her arms back and lunged upward and out. The board made a satisfyingly loud rattling bounce as she propelled from it. Her sleek body hit the cool water with a dignified splash.
She had to work hard to keep from grinning as she slid through the cool water. If all her noise didn't bring the vampire out his house, nothing would.
***
After three dives and several laps back and forth – and still no vampire, Torrey sighed in defeat. Pouting in annoyance she climbed the pool's ladder, left the water and strode around the pool's edge to fetch her robe by the diving board.
She picked up the robe and stared up at the half moon floating over the trees lining the vast property. Oh well. She'd tried her best.
Warm hands closed around Torrey's hips with possessive intent. "Well, well... Looks like I caught a sexy little intruder." The hands slid across her bare belly above the string ties to her bikini bottoms. A soft growl echoed in her ear. "Mmm, Island girl, my favorite flavor."
Torrey gasped softly and turned her head to look up, and up...
The chiseled face and black eyes of a grinning man stared at her from over her shoulder. He was a full head and a half taller than she was, and blindingly handsome. His long hair fell past her shoulder in gleaming black waves and curled on her breast. The rich aroma of aroused male and warm leather swamped her senses.
She swallowed. "Oh, ah...hi," she said in a breathless whisper. 'Damn, there really is a hunk!' She had always had a thing for dark, dangerous men, but this guy was incredible. "I was um..."
"Swimming in my pool?" Pure mischief gleamed in his midnight gaze.
"I didn't mean to bother you..." Her breath caught in her throat. 'Liar, liar pants on fire'! Or in her case, panties.
He raised a brow. "Oh, didn't you?" He cupped the back of her head in his palm. "Alas, I find you quite disturbing." With gentle pressure he tilted her head back and leaned in to capture her lips in a soft but determined kiss.
She opened to receive him and was rewarded with the wet heat of his tongue.
He explored her mouth with thorough interest and his muscular arms closed and tightened around her. The heat of a large and firm erection pressed against her back.
Torrey sighed in pleasure. 'Oh Lord, the boy can kiss!' She rolled her hips from side to side, rubbing against his leather pants, and rigid cock.
He groaned and released her mouth a breathy chuckle that curled her toes. "Minx..." He grasped her around the waist and turned her to face him. "Let me see you." Jet black eyes hot with interest stared into hers from a strongly masculine face with a square jaw and a pointed chin. His full mouth was pure sin. His midnight hair fell in waves well past his incredibly broad shoulders. His open dress shirt framed a well-defined chest lightly furred and tanned to perfection. Corded arms held her securely.
'I have died and gone to heaven.' Torrey sighed. No vampire on her book covers ever looked this good.
He grinned showing the slightly over-long points of his teeth "So, are you willing to pay the price for this little invasion of my privacy?"
Torrey sucked in a breath. "Price?"
"Oh yes. Watching that sweet body of yours has stirred quite an appetite. I think you should let me have a taste, as payment."
'Oh hell yeah!' She feasted her eyes and licked her lips. "That sounds like a fair exchange to me." Impulsively, she captured his jaw and kissed him.
He answered her kiss with enthusiasm and his arms closed tight around her, lifting her from the ground.
Encouraged, Torrey curled her fingers under his silky hair then slid her hands down his throat and over his chest. She stopped at a masculine nipple and plucked lightly at it.
He groaned into her mouth, set her down on her feet and grabbed her arms to push her back. "Naughty girl!"
"Who me?" Torrey grinned and darted in to lick at his nipples.
"Yes you!" He rolled his eyes and chuckled, holding her back as she struggled to attack his nipples. "If you keep that up I will have to resort to putting you in handcuffs."
Torrey straightened. "Handcuffs?" Her stomach clenched at the naughty thoughts that flashed in her mind. "That sounds, kinky."
His brow rose. "Do you like kinky?"
Torrey smiled. "A little."
"Oh, well in that case..." He suddenly bent and lifted Torrey over his shoulder, then started walking away with her.
Torrey yelped in surprise. "Hey where are you taking me?" She stared down at his leather-clad sculpted backside. She absolutely adored a man in leather pants and this guy had an ass to die for. "Do you have a name?"
The handsome man laughed. "I'm Jacob, and I thought I take you someplace a little more private to be kinky."
"Oh, okay. I'm Torrey!"
"Hello Torrey, welcome to my home."
'Hot damn!' Torrey grinned as he carried her away from the pool. She didn't know if he was really a vampire but at this point in time who cared?
***
Jacob carried Torrey into a huge bedroom commanded by a massive king-sized bed. He kicked the door closed then promptly carried her right past the bed. He tilted forward and let her slide down his long muscular length in the wide doorway leading to the bathroom. "Stay right here."
Torrey's feet hit the floor and she grabbed his shoulders for balance. 'God, she loved a man in charge.' Unable to resist she leaned up and kissed him hungrily.
Jacob laughed and pulled back. "Eager are we?" From somewhere within his clothes, he pulled out a pair of narrow-bladed stilettos.
Torrey caught sight of the blades and a shimmer of alarm ran up her spine. She abruptly released him jerking both her hands behind her back. "Oh shit!"
"Don't be afraid." Jacob smiled and lifted one long finger to trace the graceful curve of her cheek. "These are just props to enhance our mutual game of pleasure." He darted forward to give her a quick kiss on the lips.
"Props?" Torrey's shoulders relaxed and a soft sigh escaped her lips. He'd worried her there for a minute. "Oh, okay."
In a quick movement he turned and stabbed the blade hilt-deep into the doorframe on her left about a foot higher than her head with the handle angled upward. He stabbed the other blade into the doorframe on her right.
Torrey tilted her head in confusion. 'What the hell...'?
"Let's play." Jacob leaned forward to capture her mouth with his. His arms slid around her hips.
Torrey threw her arms around his neck. God, he was such a good kisser... She leaned in tight and rubbed her breasts against him.
He reached back and his hands closed around her wrists. Cool metal encircled one wrist, followed by ratcheting clicks.
Torrey jerked back. "Huh?"
Jacob lifted her trapped wrist from his shoulder and looped the other end of the handcuff to the stiletto handle in the doorframe. Before she could react, he caught her other wrist and enclosed it in another handcuff, looping the other end around the other stiletto handle spreading her wide in the doorway. He stepped back to admire the view. "Very, very nice."
Torrey jerked at her wrists. The daggers didn't budge and they were too high up for her to get the handcuff off of. She wasn't going anywhere. She shot an annoyed look at the tall insufferably smug man and stomped her foot. "I call foul. This is not fair!"
Jacob laughed out loud. "I thought you wanted to play?" He jerked off his white dress shirt revealing a beautifully sculpted chest. "Kinky, remember?"
"But..." The words dried in Torrey's mouth. All that brawny muscle... He was incredible, all lean and sharply defined male. She felt light headed from the view. She tugged at her bonds. She wanted to run her hands over his chest and tangle her fingers in his chest hair.
