Page 49 of Never Feed a Dragon

Wow.

I considered it.

Letting him get me off would give me more feelings. And I was trying to avoid feelings as much as possible.

But it would feel good.

And I really did want to explore.

So…

I was going to have to do it.

“Alright,” I finally said.

His hand slid down my stomach and beneath the waistband of my shorts. My entire body seemed to arch when his fingers dragged over my clit.

“You’re soaked for me,” he murmured into my ear. His bare chest was still pressed against my back, warm and strong and steady as he touched me. “Feels damn good.”

My lips parted as he increased the pressure just slightly.

I was so needy, I was already nearing my climax.

My hands wrapped around his arm, but with the one beneath my hip, he lifted them to his hair one at a time.

My fingers sank into the silky strands as he worked me, making my hips rock and jerk desperately. I was close. So, so close.

“Are you aching for my cock yet, Spaghetti?” the words were in my ear, low and sexy.

And it sent me right over the edge.

His free hand muffled my cries as I moved with my pleasure, the motion entirely out of my control.

I panted as I came down from the high, my hips still rocking a little.

The orgasm felt good, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more. And his hand didn’t leave my core, telling me he wasn’t done yet either.

“You’re hot as hell, Vi.” His teeth caught the shell of my ear, and he tugged lightly. I turned in his arms, pressing my chest to his. His hand was trapped a bit awkwardly, but he used it to drag my core closer to his erection.

I wanted him, but didn’t want to say it aloud.

So, I kissed him.

He kissed me back without hesitation, his tongue moving with mine as he gripped my bare ass, tugging me closer to him.

He tasted good, and felt even better—but it still wasn’t enough.

I didn’t want to end the kiss, so I finally reached my mind to his, like he did when he was talking to me mentally. “I need your cock, E.”

He growled against my mouth, freeing his erection with one hand while he pulled my loose shorts to the side with the other. He lined us up just as quickly, and kissed me hard as he pulled me down over him.

Eli swallowed my cries of pleasure as he filled me, thick and hard and perfect.

We moved together, making out while we screwed, until we climaxed. Our mouths were still pressed together as we came, trying to quiet ourselves through it.

His finger traced the place we were connected as the high faded, dragging me back into reality slowly.

And as much as I didn’t want to, I had no choice but to accept the truth:

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