Vicki stayed away from Henry's condo for a week before her heart led her feet to his door. As she stood there she could hear him giving orders to movers and their mumbled responses. He was really doing it. He was really moving and he had no intention of seeing her again. She lowered the fist that had been about to knock, but as she was turning away, the door opened and she felt the breeze of Henry's swift movement against her cheek. He was standing there before her, his hair mussed as though he had been running his fingers through the locks and pulling at them. His usual neat appearance was haphazard and he smelled of cleaning supplies.

He placed a hand on either shoulder and gave her a gentle shake, "What are you doing here? Isn't it enough you've shattered my heart, now you have to stomp on the pieces?"

Vicki stepped back in anger, "What about my heart, and isn't that a bit dramatic, even for a writer of comic books?"

"Graphic novels." He pulled her toward him and held her tight, "Don't tell me what I feel. I asked you to come with me. You refused. So yes, I feel shattered."

Vicki opened her mouth and said, "I ..." Before she could add more, the door to the condo opened and a mover said, "Mr. Fitzroy, which of the art pieces are going into storage and which are being taken to the museum?"

Henry said, "Send it all to the museum. Including the portrait of Henry VIII and the sword under it."

Henry pulled Vicki away from the open door and into the stairwell and shook her again, "Tell me why you came here now?"

She let go of the leather bag she was carrying and it hit the metal stairwell causing a base note to ring off the walls. She put her arms around Henry's waist and rested her cheek against his. "I'm so angry with you. Why does it have to be like this? I don't like what a vampire does to live. But I've come to the realization the life with out Henry Fitzroy sticking his pointy fangs into it isn't worth living."

Henry breathed deeply pulling in the scent of Vicki and her desire for him. She could hide her feelings behind words, but she couldn't change her body's message of love and desire. He spoke into her ear, "What do you want from me?"

Vicki felt the burning desire for him travel from her clit to her nipples,e ach and every nerve ending waiting in anticipation of being touched and given release. She felt his ridged desire as he pressed into her thigh, "I want all of you."

Henry pushed her back against the wall and rubbed harder against her thigh as his hands started teasing her nipples. She melted to the physical pleasure of his touch, wanting him to continue until she screamed.

With a control that had the inner vampire trembling with rage for being denied its blood right, Henry dropped his hands and stepped back from Vicki. "When I finally take you, it won't be in a stairwell and it won't be just once." He gulped air fighting back the vampire with his iron will.

She leaned against the wall shaking, then reached down for her bag, swung it to her shoulder pushed him aside and said, "Have a safe trip and a good life."

Henry pulled her back against him. His hand closed around her throat as he said, "Will you listen to me? I want you, but not here. Not like this. I want to share romance with you not grab a quicky in a stair well. Give me two minutes." He called The Four Seasons and made a room reservation, then went back into the condo long enough to tell the movers to get out and finish up tomorrow.

Vicki started protesting they couldn't go to the finest hotel in Toronto dressed like they were.

Henry laughed and said, "Oh yes we can, and we will. Money keeps eyes and mouths shut." He looked down at himself and said, "Okay, another minute." Henry left the bedroom door open as he managed a shower, a change of clothes and perfect hair in ninety seconds.

Vicki put her hand on her hips and said, "I could hate you for that alone."

Henry smiled saying, "Survival – vampires need to move quickly to stay ahead of jealous husbands."

Vicki eyebrows met in a deep frown, "Not funny. If given a chance to think about how you've spent the last 490 years, I could change my mind about the next hour."

Henry grabbed her arm as he jabbed at the elevator door, "So don't think." He placed his lips on hers keeping her busy until the elevator arrived. He pushed the garage level button and kept kissing her as they exited and he steered her toward his car.

Their room was ready with champagne, roses, and snacks. Vicki looked around and said, "You've done this here before..."

Henry turned and said, "Not in this room and not with you."

Before Vicki could drop her purse, Henry grabbed it and lowered it gently to the floor. "What the hell do you have in there?"

He started to open it when Vicki put her hand over the top saying, "Please don't. You went through my purse once and it took me days to get it organized again." As he moved his hand away, Vicki opened the over sized bag pulled out thin teal negligee and a vial of jasmine oil. "If you'll excuse me I'm going to dress for the night."

Henry placed the do not disturb sign on the doorknob and just to make sure he slid a heavy chair in front of the door. He looked at himself in the mirror and said , "Well old boy, we're going to get the right woman at the right time." He then let his eyes darken and he spoke, "Vampire keep your fangs to yourself. This night is for me."

Vicki came through the door asking, "Are you talking to yourself?"

Henry closed his eyes and willed the vampire all the way back to the 1900's, "Not exactly." He looked at her and took a deep sniff appreciating the jasmine and the view. He walked to her and picked her up. He held her close with his face buried between her full round breasts. In a voice heavy with emotion he said, "Let me have this night my way. Let me show you what years of practice can do for a man's skills, Vicki surrender all of yourself to me and I promise you won't regret it."

Vicki wrapped her arms around his head and she rested her cheek on his curls, "Take everything, even blood."

"No blood. Not yet anyway. I want you to know how much I love you and how much need you. Tonight isn't about vampire. It's about my loving you and you finally feeling it, and that you accept I can love you and want you forever."

Henry sat down on the bed. He looked into her eyes and said, "You're beautiful." His long fingers started at the tips of her ears and slowly traveled down the neck, then the shoulders, outside of the arms to fingers then worked their way back up and down her sides, outlining her. He then brought them up the inside of her legs to meet at the soft mound of flesh covered with downy golden brown curls. She brought her thighs together trapping his fingers. He tugged gently and pulled his moist fingers away from the golden mound and spread his hands, thumbs touching at the her navel then with agonizing tenderness moved them up until finger tips touched her hard round nipples. They lingered for a moment before traveling up and again rested on the tips of her ears. "It's all of you that I love."

He leaned over her, his tongue touching her right earlobe and he whispered, "I've touched you, now I'll taste you." His tongue and teeth slowly licked and nipped down one side and then up the other. His lips and tongue then caressed both nipples, navel and clit. Her eyes remained closed and her skin hummed with the touches of his lips, his tongue, his teeth and soft breaths. She lay transfixed as he got up from the bed to undress.

When he lay back down beside her she said, "It's my turn to taste." He rarely, if ever, allowed a lover dominance, but this time he laid back and closed his eyes as Vicki's hands, then lips made the same journey along his body. She took his cock in her hand and with slow deliberate movements pushed back the skin that covered the glistening tip, then circled it with her tongue. He almost died again as she took him in her mouth. His hands covered her head as he tried to push her into taking all of him. She pushed back and said, "Not yet." She straddled him, slowly inching her way toward his lips as his cock stroked her down the middle. She brought her breasts forward to dance on his chest hair as her lips closed over his. He tasted himself on her tongue as the kiss deepened.

While she was looking into his blue eyes he placed his hands on her butt and thrust forward pushing his way into her. "No more teasing. I'm a man and I can't last much longer." Vicki rode him as he pulled her forward and thrust deeply over and over as she squeezed him dry. They came together in screams of ecstasy and looked into each other's eyes seeing pure love. He pulled her down beside him and held her close saying, "I had forgotten how good true love felt. Thanks for reminding me."