He smiled at the sight she made coming in his arms. She actually laughed and purred, then cupped his face in her hands before she kissed him blind.
That kiss drove him over the edge. He could swear he saw stars as his body released itself inside hers.
He held her tight until the last tremor shook him. His head spinning, he leaned his forehead against the door while she slid her legs slowly down his body.
"You are the wild one, aren't you?" she asked playfully, nipping at his bare shoulder.
Valerius grinned at that, taking an odd sense of satisfaction from it.
Tabitha slid out from between him and the door to head for the stereo she kept under a pile of clothes in the far corner.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Suddenly Elvis filled the air with "Can't Help Falling in Love." She turned the volume low before she came back to him and pulled him into her arms.
"Tabitha?"
"Dance with me, Val. Everyone should have at least one night of naked dancing in their lives."
"I don't dance."
"Everyone dances to Elvis."
Before he could protest further, she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned her head against his chest, then started slow dancing with him.
Valerius had never been more uncertain. Yet as she led him through the song, he felt the most surreal calmness of his life. It was magical. Special.
His heart light, he brushed his hand through her hair while he silently held her and they swayed to the music.
Tabitha's soft, melodic voice sang quietly along with Elvis.
"You have a beautiful voice," he whispered.
She kissed the center of his chest. "Thank you. I was the lead singer in an all-girl heavy metal band in college."
He smiled at the thought as her breath tickled across his chest. He could just see her on stage, singing to a wild crowd. "Really?"
"Mmmm." She looked up at him with the sweetest expression he'd ever seen on a woman's face. "We thought we'd be the next Vixen. We weren't. Shelly got pregnant and Jessie decided she wanted to go out to Las Vegas and be a hotel manager."
"And you became a vampire slayer."
She twirled out of his arms, then came back flush with his chest. "Yes, and I'm damned good at it."
He looked down at the tiny scar on his chest where she'd stabbed him. "I would concur."
The song stopped, but was followed by Aerosmith's "Sweet Emotion."
Tabitha let go of him to sway seductively to the music. Valerius couldn't breathe as he watched her, especially when the beat picked up and she kicked one leg over her head.
And when she used the poster of her bed like a stripper's pole, he came dangerously close to moaning.
There was nothing on the planet more erotic than watching this woman dance. She came closer, then turned her back to him and lifted her hair up to let it trail all over her as she gently ground her hips against his groin.
Valerius couldn't take any more of it. Dipping his head, he teased her shoulder with his lips as he wrapped his arms around her. He trailed his hands over her breasts, then down her stomach, over her belly ring, until he could touch the triangle of auburn curls between her legs. She was still wet from their lovemaking.
The instant he touched her, she hissed, then rubbed herself against his hand. To his amazement, she trailed her hand down his forearm and covered his hand with hers as she urged him on.
She was completely shameless in letting him know exactly what she needed and he loved every minute of it. There was no guessing if she liked his touch. She reacted to every stroke and when he sank two fingers inside her she cried out.