Dragon's Honor by Mina Carter Page B

her collarbone.
    “You’re already wet for me, sweets. Hot and ready, aren’t you?”
    She wasn’t sure if he expected an answer, but the instant he swept a broad-tipped finger under the edge of her panties, there was no way she’d be able to provide one. Hell, it was a good job breathing was automatic, because she wouldn’t have been able to get it together enough to figure that out either. He teased along the lace edge then swept the fabric away to leave her exposed. Another tremble swept through her as the cooler air of the room hit her exposed pussy lips.
    His lips returned to play along her collarbone and back up the side of her throat, the sharp nip of his teeth on her earlobe making her jump. Then he stroked his fingers along her wet folds and she forgot all about her ear.
    “So slick….” He found her clit and rubbed, dragging a soft keen from the back of her throat. Pleasure rolled out from her core, the tiny bundle of nerves tightening under his touch as though begging for more. She wanted more, wanted everything he could give her. “Slick and wet. All for me.”
    He circled her clit and stroked down again, finding the entrance to her pussy and teasing the opening with the blunt tip of his finger. Rubbing her own juices into her hole then dipping just inside the entrance until she thought she’d go mad.
    “I love the sound you made just then.” He found her clit again, rubbing in tiny circles until her head thrashed side to side on the pillow. “So sexy and sweet. I wonder if you taste just as sweet?”
    Oh Lord, he wasn’t…. He was. She pressed her head back against the pillows as he slid down her body, shoving his shirt and her night dress up past her waist. Burning with need, she yanked them up further and pulled them off over her head as he settled between her legs. His eyes glowed as he looked up at her, dark desire darkening his expression even further as he swept a look over her body.
    “Perfect….” He held her gaze and dropped his head, parting her pussy lips with gentle fingers to flick his tongue over her clit. She gasped, heat filling the tiny bud and spilling over into her cunt to form a hard ache. “Utterly perfect.”
    She didn’t care whether she was or wasn’t, all she cared about was that he do that again. And he did. Pushing her legs wider, he licked her again, feasting on her clit as though he were a starving man with an all-you-can-eat buffet laid out in front of him. He flicked and circled, using long, soft licks in between hard stabs of his tongue. Then, when she was shuddering and gasping, he pulled her clit into the warm cavern of his mouth and sucked.
    She groaned, reaching up to grab the headboard for something to hold onto as he set about driving her mad. He licked and flicked again as his fingers returned to teasing her pussy. Reaching up, he pinched her nipple suddenly. A hard tweak that made her cry out, pleasure-pain arrowing right down to her cunt, and at the same moment he thrust two thick fingers deep inside her.
    She opened her mouth to moan, her back arched to press her head back into the pillow, but no sound emerged. Pleasure filled her, spreading out from her core in unstoppable waves. Her pussy clenched around his fingers like a glove, squeezing and holding him tight.
    “Like warm silk,” he muttered, the words hot puffs of air against her hypersensitive clit. She squirmed as the need to move built within her. He pulled his fingers free until they were almost clear of the snug embrace of her cunt, then drove them right back in. His lips closed around her clit again, dragging a soft cry from her lips, and he set up a slow and sensual rhythm with his fingers. In and out. In and out. Each pump of his fingers timed perfectly with a pull on her clit.
    Her pussy gripped his fingers as tension built in her body. Fire balled in a hard knot deep in her womb. Every instinct she had urged her to move. To rock her hips into his hand as he fucked her with his