Please, Anita, don't punish everyone because I've been a bastard. I pressed my lips to the other vampire's mouth. His eyes weren't blue, but truly a pale purple, lavender, spring lilacs. I'd been told once by a friend that I was too liberated for my own good.
It was one of the few times I was sure that Richard was aware of just how handsome he was, when he was angry enough to want to strike out and cause someone pain. What does that mean? It means it's still more socially acceptable for a girl to be bisexual than it is for a man. Jean-Claude had crawled up on the bed, near the pillows. It was hard having all of him in my mouth at once, even this small, there was barely room.
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