Stefan half laughed, half groaned as he felt the vibrations from her little growl travel through him, the tingles followed swiftly by hot, wet pleasure as her mouth engulfed his cock again. Stefan concentrated on taking deep breaths, interspersed with little moans and sighs, as she worked, her hand and mouth causing a heat to begin building deep in his stomach. He wanted his release, but at the same time, he didn't want it yet. He wanted to save it, let it build. The little noises she was making, along with the ever growing scent of her arousal, was making him impatient to get his hands on her.
After a moment or two of simply enjoying her efforts, Stefan reached down and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her up onto his lap with vampire speed and agility. His mouth found hers as he lay her back on the couch, his tongue lapping hungrily at her moist lips before he trailed his kisses down her jaw and neck. He pushed his hips forward against her, his cock hard against her panties where the skirt of her dress was hitched up around her thighs, placing a flurry of soft, teasing kisses along the neckline of her dress before he pulled back.
Stefan slipped his right hand between them, pulling his hips back a little so he could run his hand over the crotch of her panties, feeling the hot moisture even through the material. His stomach lurched happily and he gave a soft growl as he looked down at her, excerpting real will power to stop himself just pushing the underwear to one side and thrusting into her. But she had taken the time to pleasure him, and he wanted to do the same for her at the very least. He ran his whole hand over her a couple more times before he sat back on his knees, kicking his shoes off in the process. His green eyes flicking between her face and her panties, he hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled them down over her thighs, trying his best not to lick his lips at the smell of her wetness hanging on the air in the room.