Bedding My Vampire Mate

He bent slightly and brought his mouth very close to her right ear. "Do you want only my compliments or… do you prefer it with teases as an appetizer?" He asked flirtatiously, making Joanna's head hazy with his sexually provocative words.

As if that wasn't enough, he licked her sensitive earlobe causing Joanna to clutch his sleeve.

A sly smile appeared on his handsome face witnessing her reaction.

​ "You don't only look beautiful but ravishing," He complimented, his sly smile not leaving his handsome face.

"I want to eat you whole here but I will hold back because they are a lot of third wheels here," He pulled away after teasing her earlobe once again.

He was too shameless to care whether or not people were watching.

If he wants to play or tease his woman, he will do it regardless of who is or is not around.

When he saw that she was still frozen to a spot, he bent and whispered again, "Relax, I am not gonna tease you again. It's over for now," He smirked as he tapped her gently on the shoulder.

His touch pulled her out of her daze. Watching him walk away in elegance made Joanna clutch her fist.

She can't believe she lost to him once again. Why?

[My turn to tease the hell out of you is coming soon so you better prepare yourself for me because I am not gonna be merciful at all]

Joanna turned and walked back into the fitting room.

He let out a sigh of relief the instant he saw her enter the fitting room.

[Oh my gosh! That was so close. I really need to be very careful around her if I don't want to scare her away]

With his eyes glued on the fitting room, he patted his chest with the hope of regulating his breathing.

While Amos was waiting for her to come out and showcase the clothes, Joanna inside the fitting room was struggling with the choice of which of the gorgeous set of clothes to wear.

After about ten minutes of battling with her mind, she made her choice. Before she fits on the clothes she let down her long silver hair.

With the help of her finger, she straightened the hair to cascade down her back.

The first thing that caught his attention even before she came out was the clanging of her white boots.

"Whoa…," Amos exclaimed with a dropped jaw. The bright glow surrounding her made him shake his head to get back his senses.

"You look chic and gorgeous, like the female CEO of a very big Company," Amos complimented, giving her thumbs up.

He took another look at her. His eyes trailed from her sparkling white boots to her long legs covered by the fitted green trousers.

He gulped when his eyes got a glimpse of her exposed naval. His eyes stayed on this region of her body the longest.

Amos' eyes then moved upwards to get a glimpse of her white inner that came as a pair with the green long sleeve jacket and pair of trousers.

"Do I look that good?" asked Joanna when he wouldn't stop staring at her.

His eyelashes fluttered as he raised his gaze to behold her beautiful face.

"Do you look good?" He muttered, standing up to reveal his full height. "Looking good is an understatement… the right word is that you look fabulous, dope, awesome, dazzling and so on," Amos began covering the distance between them.

"I was even about to scream out Boss Lady since you look like one right now," He asserted, his eyes not leaving her body for even a second.

He was about five steps to reach her when she turned and hurried towards the fitting room.

"Since you said I look awesome in it I will believe your word," She said, and slide into the VIP fitting room.

Amos couldn't resist chuckling when he saw just how she was in a haste to run away from him.

Joanna sank into the black chair, in front of the huge mirror fixed to the wall. Her lips curled into a triumphant smile as she looked at herself through the mirror.

[Gosh! I can't believe I almost fell helpless to his teases again. Thank goodness I was fast enough to escape]

Joanna's smile broadened as she bent and unzipped the white boots that stopped some distance above her ankle.

As Joanna was busy getting ready to try on the next set of outfits, Amos turned and looked in the direction of the sales representative standing some distance away from where he sat.

As she proceeded to where he sat her movement was accompanied by the clanking of high heels.

"Wrap up a white handbag for me. Preferably a portable one that has a chain handle," Amos said, stealing a glance at the fitting room.

"Ok, but do you have a particular collection you prefer?" The lady asked politely.

"None… but choose the best and most importantly, the one that would compliment her last outfit. The price is not the problem," He instructed in a composed tone as he brought back his gaze to the sales representative.

"Ok, Sir. I will get it done right away," She said and immediately excused herself.

He waited for her to come out and when she didn't exit the fitting room at the speculated time, he picked up the magazine at the centre table and kept himself busy with it.

He was skimming through the magazine when approaching footsteps made him raise his gaze.

Behold stood in front of him a beaming lady wearing black ripped jeans and a white shirt.

The front of her shirt was tucked in while the back was left to sway according to her movement.

"No matter what you put on, you dazzle in it," Amos complimented when he was done examining her.

"That's a given. I was born naturally beautiful or don't you know that?" Joanna asked as she swayed her ponytail hair back and forth.