She stands up gracefully and looks up at me. There’s a question in her eyes. I’m not sure what it is, but it’s there. I can see some pearl white of my seed on the corner of her lips. I push that into her mouth with my thumb. She sucks it and my thumb gently, her eyes never leaving mine. I search for something to say. There’s something in her eyes and I want to give her what she needs, but I’m a dumb fuck. I’ve never been here before. My experience with women boils down to get in and get out. Hell until last night I had never slept with a woman all night. This is completely fucking different. I’m at a loss. Still, I want to try…Nicole stops that though when she smiles at me and says with a dare in her eyes,
“Dragon? I’m not wet.” She whispers.
I look down at her to reassure her that I’m not that man, that she will get her needs taken care of. She takes my larger hand into hers and moves it down between her legs.
“Nicole…” I groan as I feel how wet the outside of her pussy is, she’s drenched.
“This is where you prove I’m lying Dragon.” She whispers moving her tongue over my nipple.
Fuck me, she might be perfect.
Chapter 11
Nicole
“Nic girl what the hell did you do with the Twinkies?” Dani asks from behind us.
We’re standing in the kitchen. I’m making us some omelets because after round two of Dragon proving why I should probably lie to him more often, we both decided we were starved. Dragon is pushed up against my back, his bare hands stroking my stomach and his semi-erect cock is pushed against my ass. I can feel it, even through his jeans. How he’s this ready after the morning we’ve had is beyond me. The man is scary; he has given me more orgasms in our morning together than Tony the Tool gave me during our entire relationship. I’m actually kind of sore from the workout he’s given me and it’s FANTASTIC! Everything is pretty much in a dreamlike state until Dani’s question registers.
My body pulls up taunt against Dragon and I look over at the table. Damn I should have cleaned that shit up. I look up at Dragon, who towers over my five foot seven frame. I see mostly his chin at this angle, but I can see the side profile of his face as he takes in the mass destruction of Twinkies. I know he’s not going to miss the significance of what I did. He looks down at me and his dark eyes sparkle. THEY FREAKING SPARKLE. Lord. I lick my lips and decide to ignore Dani and Dragon and go back to flipping the ham and cheese omelet.
“Is this a message Mama?” Dragon asks, letting go with one slow slide of his hand across my stomach and over my side.
“Message?” Dani chimes in. Then her laughter can be heard… hell, probably back in Blade.
“I don’t find it funny and besides it wasn’t a message,” I said, grabbing some plates and putting an omelet onto one of them and pouring the ingredients for another into the pan—refusing to turn around.
“What is it then, Mama?” Dragon asked and I gave him a dirty look over my shoulder. He’s sprawled out in a kitchen chair in front on the Twinkies, a smashed gooey one in his hand, studying it like it held the secret to life.
“There was a spider.” I said defensively, studiously watching my omelet and refusing to look back at him while I told my lie.
Dani’s laughter begins again.
“Holy shit Nic, how big is a spider that causes you to go Thor on a defenseless box of sponge cakes?”
“It was a big spider,” I grumble. I take down another plate. “Are you hungry chick?” Maybe food will shut her ass up.
“For your cooking? Always. Now back to this spider.”
I flip the omelet into one of the waiting plates, cut it in half and scoop part of it in Dani’s plate.
I turn off the burner and then turn around to look at my ex best friend and the man who may be the best sex I’ve ever had in my life, but is clearly an ass. I cross my arms above my stomach. I refuse to believe this is a defensive gesture.
“I don’t want to discuss the damned spider anymore.”
Dragon is studying me quietly, but his face is almost soft. Dani is picking up the mess on the table, every once in awhile she’ll pick up a poor flattened Twinkie, shakes it and gives me a clearly fake sorrowful look.
“I need to know how big the spider is mama. I might have to have the boys come out and spray.” He says so serious, if I hadn’t been watching his eyes and seeing the laughter in them, I would have thought he was completely serious.
“Twinkies are bad for you,” I deadpan.
I hear Dani snort over to my right where she is throwing the damned things into the trash. I wish to God I had done that last night.