Page 77 of I Am Sin

Instead…I’m craving more.

We stay joined for several more minutes, until finally Dragon opens his eyes and pulls out. He moves to the side of the bed and disposes of his condom, and then he slides back next to me.

“Did you get what you need?” I ask.

“For now,” he says.

He rolls over onto his side, his back to me.

I can’t help but stare. His shoulders and back are rippled, so sexy, and his firm ass is as gorgeous as I knew it would be.

And his thighs?—

I lift my eyebrows in surprise. Dragon has another tattoo on the back of his thigh. He said he didn’t have any other work, but he lied. It’s some kind of creature with the body of a lion and the head and wings of an eagle.

I absently trace the lines of the image with my fingers, and he jerks away from my touch.

A moment later, he’s facing me.

“What happened?” I ask. “You don’t want me touching you?”

He frowns. “Just not there.”

“Why? I just wanted to see your tattoo. You said you didn’t have any others.” I sit up and peer over to the other side of his thigh. “What is it?”

He slaps his hand down over it, blocking my view. “It’s a griffin. And that’s all I’m saying.”

A griffin. Yes. I recognize it now. I swallow. “Okay. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“You didn’t.” He kisses my cheek. “You done coming?”

“I…”

“Because if you’re not, I’m going to spread those gorgeous legs of yours and eat you until you scream.”

There’s no woman alive who doesn’t love receiving oral sex, and I’m no exception.

“I won’t turn that down.”

“Good,” he growls. “I wasn’t planning to ask for permission.”

He crawls between my legs, spreads them, and for a moment just looks at me. “Beautiful,” he growls.

Then his tongue is on me, licking me, his teeth nibbling on my clit, still sensitive from the last orgasm.

God, he was right.

It’s not gentle.

He nibbles on my thighs, tugs on my labia, slides his whole tongue into my pussy.

It’s like he’s been starving on a desert island for weeks and I’m an all-you-can-eat buffet.

He moans and groans for me, and I lift my hips, grinding against his stubble.

It won’t take long for me to come again.

I move my hips, sliding my sensitive tissues against his face, following his movements, letting his stubble graze me, burn me.

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