The Dragon's Fate - Roxie Ray Page 0,38

hands up and down my shaft.

Then she explored a little and cupped my balls. “I’m going to come,” I moaned, lamenting how fast it was happening. But the only way to slow it down would’ve been if she’d stopped, and there was no way I’d willingly tell her to stop.

She sucked harder, pumping as she sucked and the tingle in my base intensified. “I’m going to come in your mouth if you don’t stop,” I said desperately, clutching the desk for my life.

And still, Bri sucked harder. She wanted me to squirt my semen into her mouth, down her throat.

And that image did it. My orgasm exploded, and I gasped, trying not to yell out into the office. “Briana,” I said in a strangled voice. “Shit.”

She kept sucking until I began to soften, then let go and looked at me awkwardly. I breathed hard and tried not to fall back against the desk out of sheer pleasure.

“Was that okay?” she asked in a shy voice.

I stuffed my deliriously happy cock back in my underwear and zipped up. “That was amazing.” I pulled her close and kissed her lips, tasting the salty tang of my seed on them. I couldn’t resist putting my tongue in her mouth one more time as our tastes mingled.

When I ended the kiss, she looked around the office a little awkwardly. “I guess I should get back to my friends. They’ll be wondering where I am.”

I nodded. “I’ll come out, hang around. Make sure you guys have fun. I won’t bother you, though.”

She turned to walk from the room, but I couldn’t stand it. Grabbing her hand, I pulled her back for one last lingering kiss. “That was amazing,” I said. “Thank you.”

She blushed and ducked her eyes. “I should thank you,” she said. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

I moaned and leaned my head against hers. “Oh, that makes me want to show you even better.”

She laughed and opened the door. “Maybe next time.”

“Come find me when you’re ready to go home!” I yelled as she shut the door.

She did as I asked. I dropped Kaylee off after Anthony came and collected a well-past-tipsy Skye, then drove straight to Bri’s apartment. My truck was full of sexual tension. I wanted more of Briana, but I had to pace myself, even though my gums itched enough to bite her without sex.

She definitely wasn’t ready for that.

I walked her to her door and couldn’t stop myself from kissing her again. She was much tipsier now, and as soon as our lips touched, she melted against me. “Come inside,” she whispered into my mouth.

Moaning and begging myself to do it, I pulled back. “I can’t.”

She dropped her head to rest on my chest. “Probably a good idea considering I’m hosting a bunch of seven-year-olds for Hayden’s birthday party tomorrow.”

I chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “You’ll need your legs for that. If I go in that house, your legs won’t be functional tomorrow.”

Her eyes widened and she laughed into my chest, before backing inside. “Goodnight, Jace,” Bri said before shutting the door.

My tattoo burned like a bitch, but I walked back to the truck with my new customary enormous smile on my face.

It wouldn’t be long before I couldn’t resist claiming her. I had to get this show on the road.

13

Bri

“Mom, stop,” Hayden called. She sat at the kitchen table, wearing a birthday princess sash and a big pink crown while she waited on her special pink birthday-cake flavored pancakes— My mother was spoiling her rotten. “You’re making yourself crazy and being weird.”

I’d grabbed her baby book the last time I went by the house and had spent the morning going through it, as I did every year. And like every other year, it had me all choked up. An emotional hot mess.

We were moving back into our apartment tonight after all the festivities. I had most of our stuff packed and ready to go, thus the morning of sweet torture and memories. I couldn’t believe how quickly time had flown by. “I’m not weird. All mothers are like this.”

My mother looked at me and smiled before straightening Hayden’s crown. “I can confirm that’s true. I had a good cry last night about how I can’t believe you’re turning seven today.”

Bianca laughed. “You’ve cried at every birthday I can remember.”

Mom set the plate full of pancakes in front of Hayden. A big candle with the number seven sat on top. “Come