by coming all over the inside of my jeans or find myself flat on my back in the dirt rubbing my jaw from where he’d punched me. The guy looked fit as hell and even though I was dying to see what his clothes hid from view, looking up at him from a prone position in the dirt wasn’t going to make my night. My guess was, he was firmly muscled all over. Maybe outing myself right here and now was the way I should play this. That way, there’d be no surprises and hopefully no jaw punching.
“I’m gay,” I blurted.
Fuck.
Inexplicably, Vincent’s gorgeous mouth turned up at the corners as he smiled widely. “Yes, I know.”
I was momentarily shocked and I narrowed my eyes. “H-how?”
Vincent stepped closer, making it impossible not to sense the strength of the man who stood chest to chest with me. His height matched my own. He stared deeply into my eyes before leaning in close enough to whisper in my ear.
“I can smell your arousal and all I want to do is to take your cock into my mouth and suck until it until you come down my throat,” he said. “Then I will lift my face and share your seed with you as I kiss you breathless.” He leaned back and caught my gaze again. His eyes were dazzling, a golden color I’d never seen before in my life. “Would you like that, Romeo? Would you like me to suck you off and then kiss you so you can taste your own come?”
Jesus Christ.
I nodded slowly, trying not to climax right there on the street in full view of all the townsfolk. My knees suddenly felt weak. “Yes.”
“Good. Follow me then.” Vincent rubbed his hands together as if incredibly pleased by my answer. He turned and pointed. “My car is the Civic. I only live a mile down the road.”
“Okay. I’ll follow you in my truck.” I pointed to the old pickup with faded green paint parked on the street. When I turned back, he was regarding me with a question in his gorgeous topaz eyes. “What?”
“Are you sure about this, Romeo? You look a bit unsure. Do you want my mouth on you?”
That deep voice was killing me. My dick was throbbing and my balls were so full, I knew if I didn’t get release right away, things were going to get messy.
“Oh, God, yes,” I said shakily. I turned away and started for my truck knowing that if I didn’t get moving, I was going to overthink my decision. I heard a distinct chuckle from behind me but I ignored it, putting one foot in front of the other until I’d reached my truck. When I turned to look back, Vincent was striding down the street toward a late model black Honda Civic parked behind the moving van. I got in and started my engine after fumbling to get my key into the ignition. My hands were shaking but my dick was still as hard as steel.
What in the hell are you doing?
I blew out a long breath and pulled out of the parking space still shaking my head as I followed Vincent Lasco’s taillights out of town.
Vincent
Romeo Harmon, the new town sheriff, wanted me… possibly more than any man ever had. The firm knowledge of it had been there on display from the moment I’d approached him. Arousal pulsed off the man and the scent of precome coating the inside of his briefs was as pungent as anything I’d ever smelled before. The pounding of his heart, the racing of blood through his veins, the sheer tempo of his quick breathing practically drove me mad as I stood in front of him. When I leaned in to whisper promises of what I wanted to do to him, the scent of his hair made my fangs come bursting through my gums. If I were a younger vampire, I don’t think I would have been able to retract them before he spotted them.
I looked into my rearview mirror as I drove down the road, watching as he followed me in an old beat-up pickup truck. Romeo Harmon was a beautiful man and I couldn’t wait to get him home and into my bed… well, in the bedroom where Lydia’s folks had set up a bed. There was no way I would take him down to my own room since the last thing I wanted to do was to reveal my true nature to