“I know.”
“Christopher, I’m mad at you.”
“I know.”
“Will you say something else?” Allison whispered. “You seem to know so much, but you hurt me.”
“I’m sorry, kitten,” he murmured.
Then Christopher reached for her. He tilted her chin up to him, and his eyes searched hers. She licked her lips. He was going to kiss her again. She could tell. She wanted that. She needed it.
She hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the last time they’d kissed. She’d masturbated so much since that kiss. Anytime she was alone, it seemed like she was touching herself. Her naptimes had turned into play-with-the-vibrator times, and her baths had been wildly erotic. Now, she was looking into the eyes of the dragon that she wanted more than anything else.
And he kissed her.
He cupped her face, and he brought his lips to hers, and he kissed her greedily. His tongue slid over hers, and the sensation was electric. Allison was instantly wet, ready for more. She wanted him so very much in that moment.
Allison felt like her entire body was melting. She shifted, adjusting herself so she was straddling him, and then she kissed him right on back. The blanket that was wrapped around her fell a little bit, revealing her breasts to him. She leaned forward, rubbing them against him. She purred a little at the sensation, and Christopher grabbed her hair and tugged it back.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he growled, nipping at her neck.
“Just don’t stop,” she said.
She needed him.
Needed this.
Needed more.
She played with his hair, and she ran her hands down his chest. She was grinding on Christopher, rubbing her entire body against him, and she couldn’t bring herself to stop. She didn’t want to stop. This was a moment she’d been waiting an eternity for, and she wanted to lock herself in this experience. If it never ended, that would be perfect.
Only, it had to end.
It did end.
He pulled back, looking at her.
“Not like this,” he whispered.
“What?” Allison looked at him, shocked and confused. They had just been kissing like crazy. She was totally ready to drop to her knees and give him the best damn blowjob of his life.
“I like you a lot,” he murmured. “That’s not a secret, kitten, but when I take you for the first time, I want it to be because I know you feel the same way and not because you had a crazy day.”
“But it’s not because of that,” she insisted.
“There’s nothing wrong with waiting a little while, Allison.”
Christopher reached for the blanket and wrapped it back around her, and then he tugged her back to his chest. Christopher held her for a long time like that. He rubbed her back and murmured sweet little things to her, promising that she was special and wonderful and sweet.
As he held her, Allison’s body warmed against
his. She wondered if he always was so hot. She’d heard a rumor that dragons tended to always feel hot, whether they were aroused or not. That was interesting to her, but she wasn’t about to ask Christopher whether the tale was true or not.
“I can’t have you going off on your own like that again,” Christopher whispered. He pressed his lips against Allison’s head. “You’re too important, kitten.”
What was that supposed to mean?
She knew he liked her. They’d been kissing a lot lately, and he’d played with her breasts until she was so turned on that she could barely take it. If Christopher asked to bend her over the desk and fuck her right now, she’d let him. That was what she thought of him. He was hot and wild, and he turned her on so much that her brain always seemed to become fuzzy and foggy around him.