Page 24 of The Dragon 2
To the one who made me lose my breath.
—K
Call me crazy, but I was suddenly realizing that Kenji wanted heat, hunger, and someone who could scorchhimback.
And God help me. . .I yearned to see what it felt like to take a man like that—toreallytake him.
Not just lie beneath his body.
But command him.
Direct him.
Break him open and make his cock sing for me.
And I had the feeling. . .he might beg me for that, too. And maybe, just maybe, he needed someone who could understand that.
My thumb hovered over the screen again. I wanted to send something back—something that said,I see you.That I wasn’t just shocked or aroused.
I was moved.
And that scared me most of all.
Because lust is easy.
Temporary.
Fleeting.
But this?
This was something else.
My pulse fluttered at my throat as I stared at the image again, and imagined all the ways that piercing could feel.
Against my clit.
Rubbing slow and deliberate as he pushed into my pussy.
Deep.
Smooth.
Patient.
Then rough.
Unforgiving.
Grinding that smooth metal right where I needed him most.
Oh fuck.
I squeezed my thighs tighter, biting my lip.
This was unfair.
He wasn’t even in the country, and I was already wrecked.
