Page 146 of The Dragon 2
Hiroko.
Silent, Nyomi reached down with elegant fingers, took my hand, and gently moved it.
To my utter disbelief, my fingers were on the damned table seconds later.
I should have been pissed, but my cock jumped at her touch and wordless authority.
Fuck.
Even if it was Hiroko’s command, there was something about Nyomi elegantly owning the moment that set fire to every nerve in my body.
The brush of her fingers stayed on my skin long after she’d pulled away.
My breath caught in my throat as I wondered how the hell was she touching me less, yet making me feel more?
I glanced toward Hiroko, who stood poised and pleased in the shadows.
You think you’ve won this round, don’t you?
I trembled in lust.
Fine. You did. Take this little win. There won’t be any more.
Chapter twenty-eight
Bite by Bite
Kenji
I didn’t mean to kiss my Tiger.
Not then.
Not yet.
But something in the way she tilted her chin at me—so sure, so smug—called to the part of me that refused to kneel. . .and the deeper part that secretly craved the fall.
I took her mouth.
No warning.
My fingers gripped her jaw and I devoured.
So soft. So fucking mine.
Startled, yet just as horny as me, Nyomi moaned into my mouth.
Her lips were wet velvet.
Sweet heat.
Her tongue met my rhythm.
Groaning, my hands slid down to her waist, over that blood-red leather, and tugged her closer.
She didn’t stop me.
She leaned in, meeting me with fire.
