Sorry – This is really short – But I'm well on the way with Chapter 11

Quick Recap: So Eric's buying a house, and he has let Victoria know that her plan to become the perfect pet has been rumbled...

I had a lot to think about but once he left me to sleep then I slept too. I did wonder if I would ever see a morning again.

The next afternoon I sat at the kitchen table, no longer my greatest friend, and I read through the house details again with cereal for breakfast. I wondered if he owned the place yet, I knew I wouldn't know until it was dark and he heard from the lawyers.

I got a bit of sun reading Lady Chatterley and winked at where I supposed the camera to be. I stayed fully dressed this time, or as fully dressed as a bikini could be.

As it began to get dark I took a shower and wrapped myself in the long version of the silver robe, it all seemed quiet so I headed downstairs. I prepared myself, thinking that he would leave straight away. He had his lawyer to see and I didn't expect him to stay away from Fangtasia for two nights on the run. We reached the lounge at the same time, and he moved quickly to reach me at the bottom of the stairs and give me a quick kiss. "I'd better go buy us a house..." He smiled playing with the sash of the robe.

"Would you text me, please and let me know? I'll go crazy not knowing if you got it." I watched him running his fingers down the edge of my robe, that could send me crazy too.

"Sure, I'll text and then you need to start make a list of things we'll need, a mirror for one thing! And a list of kitchen type things you'll need... We'll shop soon." He was loosening the tie of the robe I took a little step back and was relieved to reach the wall to hold me up as his hands ran over me. His fangs dropped. "Too tempting... just a taste before I go..."

He was kissing my thighs before I even realised he was on his knees in front of me. His fingers and tongue made my legs shake, I struggled to stand but managed it with the aide of the wall at my back. He bit hungrily into my thigh, drew a little blood then returned to pleasure me more, I came as he moved to my other thigh biting that too. I was panting as he gave me a bloody kiss and murmured "I'll be able to taste you all night now," and strolled out.

I was delighted to received a longer text from him a couple of hours later. Good news my tasty pet. We got it. Start a shopping list.

I made three lists sitting at the kitchen table. A list for the house, with a mirror on top of that list. A list for the kitchen, boring stuff like pots and pans. And a list of food I needed to last me until we moved. I was ready and waiting for him... he didn't return until about four o'clock the following night.

I was stunned when he arrived back, no text this time, just an "Hello" from the kitchen.

I struggled to switch my mood from flipping grumpily through TV channels, to being delighted he was back, to trying not to show how desperately glad I was to see him. It wasn't easy.

He looked like a mirage in his usual jeans but with a crisp white shirt. He looked even better when we reached the office and stripped the shirt off to put a Fangtasia t-shirt on from the never-ending pile on the shelves. I wasn't dressed quite as I would have liked to have been and said I would go change as he switched on the computer for our shopping spree. He pronounced my lilac and grey VS pyjama's "cute" and held me on his knee as he looked through my lists. We got through the food list quickly, then my kitchen list was pretty easily sorted out and we arranged for it to be delivered to the security house near our new house before moving day. Eric surprised me by buying me a laptop so I could do my own shopping, he said. I took a while to decide between purple and green, but settled on lime green and thanked him with a slow kiss.

He said that Pam had reminded him just how much furniture he had in storage so he had decided to leave the furniture shopping for a while. His furniture was to be delivered the day before we moved in.

I was surprised that he filled me in on what was happening that following week. He told me he'd arranged for movers but he was getting a couple of trunks delivered tomorrow and asked if I'd pack up the Fangtasia t-shirts to hide them from the movers. He had supposed I would want to pack my things up, I flushed at the thought of someone else packing all that underwear! He warned me he wouldn't be around much this week as he was giving Pam some time off from Fangtasia so he could take some time off the following week. That was obviously disappointing, but it was a relief to know that I shouldn't expect him every night.

"I have to make a list of what is here that's mine and what is here that isn't, to make sure the movers get the right things." Eric scowled a bit looking round him. "This chair is definitely mine!"

"I'll make sure they don't forget this." I said moving closer, "You should make the list while you're in your throne at Fangtasia. Make them all worry about what your making a note of."

"I suppose I need something to keep me occupied, Pam says I should stop playing games on my phone..."

"You don't!"

"Of course I do. I can't just sit there!" He gave a devious little grin. "So if I'm not making that list now, what can I do right now?"

I was pretty confident I knew where this was leading. "What would you like to do right now?" I whispered as sexily as I could in his ear.

"I would like to do you right now!"

"I was so hoping you were going to say that," I actually giggled and hopped off his knee as he leant to switch off the computer. "Eric, do you mind if I get changed? Jama's are not really the thing... Any requests?"

"Mmmm, now let me think..." He looked me up and down, considering. "I liked that bra you were oozing over the top of the other night..."

I loved the way he said oozing but I manage not to melt and quipped back. "You'd like me to wear something I might pop out of?"

"Exactly!"

I winked at him and ran out the room, I had an outfit to find.

I discovered that basques are a nightmare to get on quickly. I was lucky I didn't have stockings with seams because I would have never got them straight in a hurry. As I left the bathroom and walked towards him he did seem impressed. I was wobbling a little on my heels, which was ridiculous as I'd worn them so many times.

"Stockings... " His fangs were down before I even reached him. "I like stockings!"

"You know, I have heard that about older men." The shocked look on his face was hilarious. I took a little step back, not able to keep the grin off my face.

"You did not just say that..." he was growling and laughing at the same time, moving towards me.

"Oh yes, old man, I did..." I made a run for the bathroom and got about half a step before he swooped me up. I squealed as he dumped me on the bed and landed next to me. His hands were everywhere at once.

"I'll show you who's an old man, little girl!"

The big move was the following day. I'd had a busy week and it had flown by. As expected I'd not seen much of Eric, just a couple of hours before dawn for some of the mornings. As he wasn't here an hour before dawn I supposed I'd see him maybe the next night, surely before the move. I went to bed with a book, guaranteed to send me to sleep.

I was woken my a cool kiss on my lips and an arm around my waist pulling me across the bed a little. I reached out to pull Eric towards me, made a little easier as he was moving in to kiss me properly. I groaned a little as I realised he was dressed and on the wrong side of the duvet. "Come to bed..."

"Not enough time, My Pet, sun's almost up." He kissed me again and whispered in my ear. "I've come to talk to you about tomorrow night."

"Uh, huh." I was kind of awake.

"Tomorrow's our last night here, I was going to stay until I need to go spend the day somewhere else. I can't be here sleeping when the movers are here. And I want to play a little game with you tomorrow..." he was wearing his devilish grin again.

"A game?" Sounded interesting!

"Mmm" More kisses. "You remember the word we talked about."

He looked down at me while I looked a little confused then it dawned on me. "Enough."

"That's it, you say it if you need to. But I want you here at nightfall... naked and warm and full of... anticipation." I was already chock full of anticipation, but he was gone.

It took me a while to sleep again after that. What kind of games did Eric play? The kind that started out naked in bed I supposed. Very interesting!

I woke the next day with a smile on my face, how long until nightfall?

I had plenty of packing to do to keep me busy. I wanted to get packed everything except what I'd need for the next day. What did you wear to move house when it was too hot for jeans? Skirts wouldn't work, all my shorts were too short, so jeans it was. And a plain t-shirt, with no fangs on.

I dragged myself out of bed making a mental list of things to put on an actual list so I wouldn't forget to do anything. And then I got totally side-tracked by a pair of heels sitting on the armchair. They were beautiful, high, sparkling, peep-toe and silver. I wondered if his silver obsession was really kinky or just ironic. I took off the red bow, nice touch, then had to sit down. They were Manolo Blahniks. Wow, even I knew that was good and it was rare I bought shoes that didn't have some plastic in them somewhere. I sat down and held on to them for a while. So pretty. It must have taken me ten minutes to realise I should try them on. They seemed to fit, I could almost walk in them. Though I supposed they were not the kind of shoes you walked far in. The length of the bedroom should be sufficient!

I added another duty to my "to do" list. Pedicure, or at least refresh toe nail polish. These shoes deserved the very best pedicure I could manage.

Thank you for all the comments – They are hugely appreciated! A pair of Manolo's for everyone!