Chapter 57

/Samantha's pov/
He said, "Let's go get a motel or something, then tomorrow we'll go collect our clothes and whatnot, and we can start apartment looking," as if he were speaking casually about something that occurred on a daily basis.
His lip had started to bleed again little where he kissed me, and I leaned in and licked it. His blood, which had a metallic taste to it, touched my tongue, and in an odd way, it really tasted great. He whimpered slightly, and I jerked back fearing that I had injured him. He gave me a husky grin and said, "That was lovely, Samantha bear." As I leaned in closer to him and ran my tongue down his upper lip once more, he opened his mouth, reached his tongue out, and touched mine.