Page 41 of Dragon in Denial
Chapter 10
That certainly didn’t suck, Antoinette said to her dragon, who lolled about in her mind, punch-drunk on sex.
We should do it again!
Inwardly, Antoinette chuckled.We have work to do.She rolled out of bed and said, “Shower.”
“Good idea,” Ketu said, and he followed her into the bathroom.
She arched her brow. “Are you joining me?”
“Hell yeah. Look what the idea of you, naked, with water pouring all over you, is doing to me.” He motioned at his swelling cock.
Her dragon was bouncing up and down and clapping. She shook her head as she reached into the stall to twist on the water. Ketu’s hand smoothed over the curve of her ass then trailed around her waist until he cupped one of her breasts.
Oh yes, showering together sounded like a fabulous idea.
As soon as they stepped under the steaming spray, Ketu hooked his arm around her waist, pulling her flush against his body. His erection was a hardened rod between them. She shifted her hips, trying to adjust her stance so that it rubbed against her clit instead of her stomach.
“Uh-uh,” Ketu said, and he turned her around until she faced the wall, her hands pressed against the cool, wet tiles. “I’ve been fantasizing about this.”
When he next touched her skin, his hands were coated with soap, which he spread across her shoulders, down her back, and around to her belly. As he massaged her breasts, she said in a breathy voice, “Having sex in the shower?”
He kissed her neck. “No, although that’s certainly a happy bonus. I’ve wanted to take you from behind. Fuck you like this until you scream.”
“Oh…”
His hands moved lower until they slid between her legs. She spread them as wide as they would go and pressed harder against the tiles. His fingers stroked her while his thumb rubbed circles over her clit, and then she groaned and dropped her head, leaning her forehead against the wall.
He slid two fingers into her, pushing in and out in a steady rhythm while keeping up the attention on her clit. Her legs started shaking. “Ketu, oh gods, Ketu…”
With one hand still working her, he waved the other near her face. “Open it,” he said, indicating the foil packet he was holding. With shaking hands, she did as she was told.
She let out a gasp of protest when he pulled his hand from between her legs, presumably so he could sheath his cock. But then he was back, his body pressed against hers, his fingers once again dancing along her most sensitive nerve endings, setting them on fire, until light exploded behind her eyelids. And then he thrust, filling her, and the orgasm she’d been on the brink of hit her with its full force.
And, yeah, she screamed, her nails scrabbling at the tiles while he pounded into her, his hands clutching her hips, his frenzied actions dragging out her climax. He dropped his head until his face was buried in the crook of her shoulder, and then he froze. She could feel his cock pulsing deep inside her as he came, pouring everything he had into her, until he sagged, snaking his arm around her waist and clinging to her while the water continued to beat down on them and their hearts felt as though they were trying to gallop away together.
Oh, she could definitely get used to this.
***
Antoinette sat cross-legged on the bed, a tray laden with assorted breakfast foods in front of her, Ketu seated across from her. He’d ordered enough food to serve four people, and all that was left were a few scraps of hash browns and a couple of grapes.
He’d tugged his gym shorts back on, and after she’d dried off and pulled her errant curls into a ponytail, she’d snagged his T-shirt to use as loungewear.
“Gods, I officially feel like a dragon again,” Ketu said on a gusty sigh as he dropped onto his back and curled his arm behind his head. He looked so delicious laid out like that, his chest bare, his face covered with dark stubble, those shorts outlining her new favorite play toy; she wanted to enact her fantasy of licking him from head to toe.
“Which means it’s time to come up with a plan to bring that motherfucker down,” Ketu added.
Apparently, she was putting the fantasy on hold.
“I assume you’re talking about Darius?”
He nodded.
“What happened?”
He looked up at her, his gaze steady. “I need to tell you something.”
