Irene sighed. "Are you horny? Do you want to have sex?" she asked.
Brent looked into her eyes, probing deeply. "Why? Are you up to it?"
"We're not in a dream yet!" she protested.
"I don't like having sex with you in our dreams. I want to do it with you for real!" he said.
Irene bit her lip. Oh, no! She was okay with intimacy happening in her dreams but not in real life.
Brent saw the worry in her eyes. "Why are you worried of?" he asked while caressing her lips.
Irene took a deep breath. "I'm not prepared yet. It's different in the dreams," she said trying to stall time so that the vampire will lose interest in having intimacy with her.
"Sex is better in reality than in dreams. Trust me, I can make you moan louder that even the entire village can hear," he joked.
Irene saw the passion flaring in his eyes. Damn! He wants to have lovemaking with her tonight, this time it's for real! What she's going to do now?
She left the bed abruptly. "I'm going to use the bathroom first," she said and went inside the bathroom quickly.
Brent groaned. Not again, it will take her ages to get out of the bathroom. "Take your time, sweetie. I'll just take a nap in the bed while waiting for you," he said and shut his eyes to sleep.
Irene heard the vampire's statement from the bathroom. She hoped that he will fall asleep so that he won't touch her tonight. She was terrified of mating with him for real.
Sighing, she lowered herself to the cover of the toilet bowl and sit down.
She will not leave the bathroom unless he will call for her to come out, maybe he will forget entirely about her and fall asleep or just leave.
Outside the bathroom.
Brent opened his eyes, looked at the bathroom, and sighed deeply. Here we go again! She's using the bathroom to avoid making love to him.
She has forgotten that he can enter the bathroom without using the door.
Let her be! She will come out later.
Shaking his head he closed his eyes again, pretending that he was sleeping.
Minutes went by.
Back in the bathroom.
Irene was getting restless. Brent didn't call her out which only means one thing, he already left or he had fallen asleep.
"Great! I can leave now!" she said. She slowly opened the door and glanced at the bed.
Shiit! The vampire was still lying on the bed! He didn't leave!
She listened closely, she can hear his loud snoring, nice! She can leave the room and go to the basement and sleep there.
She exited the bathroom door without making any sound and tiptoed on the floor, careful not to make any noise to avoid waking him from his slumber.
She was halfway towards the door when she heard him moving on the bed, she dared not look behind her, fearing that he had already awakened.
"Where are you going, sweetie?" Brent asked, smirking.
Irene was frozen on the spot.
Damn! She can't avoid him this time.
"Sweetie... come back to bed," Brent said softly, silently laughing in amusement at her failed attempt to flee the room.
Sighing, Irene obeyed and turned around, slowly walking towards the bed.
"What took you so long inside the bathroom? I had already fallen asleep waiting for you," he said.
Irene didn't reply to his questions. She lay in bed and covered her body with the blanket, facing the wall, giving him her back to talk to.
Brent sighed. "Sweetie, why are you avoiding me? We already had an agreement, right? You can have the golden nuggets, and I can have sex with you anytime I want. Why are you giving me a cold shoulder now?" he protested.
Irene continues ignoring him.
"Sweetie..." Brent said. "Please talk to me..." he pleaded.
"Fine! If you want sex then bring me back to that cottage in our dream. I'm not ready to have sex with you in real life. Please understand my side," Irene finally responded.
"But what's wrong if we do it right now, right here? Why do we have to do it in our dreams?" he asked.
Irene breathed deeply. "I'm not in the mood yet..."
Brent smiled. "Alright, let's go back to the cottage. Close your eyes," he said.
Irene obeyed and shut her eyes. Brent did the same.
A few minutes later.
When Irene opened her eyes, they were back on the paradise island, outside the cottage. The setting is nighttime and the sky was filled with stars shining in the sky, the moon was nowhere to be seen.
Brent grabbed her hand and looked adoringly into her eyes. "Let's enjoy the beautiful night first by strolling in the beach. Are you okay with that?" he asked.
"Yes!" Irene nodded her head. She would prefer strolling on the beach, enjoying the fantastic atmosphere of the island than engaging in physical intimacy with him.
They were holding hands while strolling on the beach.
The wind blew Irene's long hair and the sea breeze caresses her skin.
"Lovely night isn't it?" Brent said, attempting a small talk with her.
"Yes, lovely indeed!" she agreed without looking at him.
Brent brought her hand to his lips and kissed it.
Irene was surprised by his action. She looked at him wide-eyed.
Brent smiled and pinched her nose playfully. "Let's warm up for our lovemaking tonight," he said and winked at her.
Irene ignored his teasing and looked the other way.
They continue walking on the powdery sand beach, serenaded by the sounds of the waves crashing into the shore.
"Do you like to to go swimming tonight?" he asked.
Irene shook her head. "No. I'm not in the mood right now," she replied.
"I see. What do you want us to do next?" he asked, wanting to know what she was thinking in her mind right now.
"I want to sleep," she responded.
Brent scratched his head, disappointed by her answer. "But we agreed to make love tonight," he said, reminding her.
"Whatever..." Irene said coldly.
Instead of getting mad at Irene's lack of interest in their lovemaking, Brent just brushed it off. "Let's go back to the cottage now, I want to eat you alive," he said, teasing her.
Irene glared at him. "You are a sex maniac vampire!" she said angrily.
Brent chuckled, refusing to get annoyed by Irene's outburst. "Let me carry you back to the cottage..." he said and lifted her in his arms.
A few minutes later.
They arrived at the cottage and Brent lowered Irene's body gently into the bed.
"Sweetie, do you want the light off or on?" he asked.
"Off!" Irene replied furiously.
Brent waved his hand in the air and the light went dead.
Irene felt his hand removing her clothes one by one until the only thing left was her underwear. Her body trembled in anticipation.
"Sweetie... I can't get enough of you..." Brent whispered, claiming Irene's mouth for a searing kiss that took their breath away.
They engaged in a lip duel for a few minutes while Brent's hands were busy stoking and kneading Irene's soft body parts. He kneaded her core, so wet inside, so ready for him.
"Ahhhhhhh..." Irene moaned in pleasure.
Brent's lips trailed kisses on her neck down to her chest, he gave her twin peaks equal sucking.
"Ahhhhmmm..." another moan escaped Irene's lips.
Brent slid his fingers into her clit and stroked her mound up and down vigorously.
"Ahhhhhhh ahmmm ahhhhhhh..." Irene's face contorted in intense pleasure as lust and desire completely took over her senses, ravaging her body.
"Sweetie... you like it?" he whispered in his ear, nibbling her earlobes, stroking her wet core nonstop.
"Ahhhhhmmm ahhhhhhh yesssss moreeeee..." she replied in ecstasy.
Brent chuckled and claimed her lips again, they engaged in a lip-locked, his arousal already turned into hard steel between his legs.
He removed his fingers from her clit and poised his hard arousal into her center, he slowly slid his shaft in her softness and filled her with his hardness. He began pounding her clit deeper and faster.
"Yesssss... ahhhhh ahhhmm so goood..." she moaned in pleasure.
"Harder, sweetie?" Brent asked and hammered her silky wall in wild abandon.
"Yessss ahhhhhh ahmmm so goooood..." her body was delirious, burning in ecstasy, ravaged by the fire of desire.
Brent pounded her softness harder and deeper, bringing her to the edge of nirvana.