Page 139 of The Dragon 2
She tilted her hips, and just as I was about to shove all the plates off the table and put her on there to slam my cock into her wet pussy, a loud “AHEM!" cracked across the room like a whip.
What the fuck was that?
Nyomi pulled back.
Panting, I raised my eyebrows.
She got out of my grip with a subtle shift of her hips and a firm press of her palm to my chest.
I gritted my teeth. “Come back here, Tora.”
“No.” She twisted just enough to slide out of my grasp, a slow, sensual denial that felt like silk slipping through my fingers. Her eyes glimmered with heat. “Sit.”
What?
I didn’t move.
Couldn’t.
My cock throbbed against the constraint of my pants. I was hard enough to bruise. My pulse drummed in my ears. I needed her. Not later. Not after courses and conversation.
I needed herNOW!
“Tora,” I reached for her hand again. “I’ve waited too long. Let me at least taste you.”
Her brow arched.
I stepped in. “Let me eat your pussy for my pleasure and just for a few minutes. Licks here and there.”
That earned a moan from her.
Her lips parted, and those beautiful eyes went heavy with lust. For a moment, I thought she’d give in—let me fall to my knees, bury my tongue between her thighs, and devour her like the sacred feast she was.
Then. . .that interruption came again.
“AHEM!” That fucking cough snapped through the room like a blade.
Hiroko.
In the room.
Silent.
Watching.
Nyomi smiled wickedly and slapped my hand away. “Please, sit.”
“After I lick your clit and make you moan—”
“I put a lot of effort into this date, let me feed you first.”
“But I want to eat your pussy, and then I will eat food.”
“First food, then maybe. . .pussy.”
“Maybe.” My smile turned cruel. “Tora, we are fucking whether you are ready for it or not.”
She grinned. “If you keep this up, then I will end this date.”
