The Dragon's Fate - Roxie Ray Page 0,45

at him in shock.

“There is nothing you could ever do that wouldn’t please me because I’m attracted to every part of you. You don’t need to worry. You’re all and more than I could ever need.”

He kissed me then, long, deep, passionate, with my hands still on his hard dick. Things heated up quickly, and his skin was hot, on fire the more turned on we both got.

The heat from his body made me more aroused. Jace’s words had soothed me as much as his lips did. I leaned into his kiss, opening willingly to his tongue, and the taste of him was divine. My nerves settled again, though my confidence would likely need some help. He was already hard beneath my hand, so I gave him a light squeeze.

He made a sound low in his throat, a groan bordering on a growl. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard, and I wanted to hear it more. I gripped him harder and gave a tentative tug. He buried his hand in my curls, the other guiding my hand, teaching me what he liked.

I would’ve learned anything he wanted me to if only to watch him come undone by my hand.

Making a bold decision, I threw my leg over him and climbed onto his lap. He slid his hands around and grabbed my ass, pressing me into him. I gasped at the sensation and clutched the back of the couch, grinding into him again.

The room heated quickly as our tongues danced. I felt like I would combust with the need for him. My fingers skimmed across the back of his neck, and his skin was feverish. Instead of concern, I only felt my desire intensify. He hadn’t moved to take anything off yet, giving me the idea that he was letting me take the lead, doing what I was comfortable with.

I slipped my hands under his shirt, his muscles hard under my fingertips. The heat his body was giving off made me want him more, and I pulled his shirt up over his head. My eyes traced over every line of muscle, every detail of Jace’s gorgeous self. He was almost too good to be real.

Almost.

But just to make sure, I needed to touch him. I leaned back into him, sliding my lips across his cheek, his jaw, tasting the column of his throat. The fire under his skin had lit one in me as well, and I felt my confidence swell under its influence. There was nothing to be worried about. He wanted me, all of me, and he was proving to be a patient man.

Sliding off of his lap, I trailed kisses down his chest. When my tongue brushed across his nipple, he hissed between his teeth. Apparently, someone was sensitive. Grinning, I closed my mouth over one, running my hand over his stomach. He groaned as my tongue swirled around it.

When I moved to the next one, I glanced up to see him watching me. I could practically feel how much he was holding back while he let me explore at my own pace. Part of me longed to take him and get it over with just to ease the pressure that was building inside of me. The other part wanted to know every inch of him, learn everything that made him gasp and moan and ache for more.

I’d believed him when he’d said all of those things to me. There was nothing I could do that wouldn’t please him. Those words alone gave me power over my own body and his.

My teeth teased his nipple and his head fell back against the couch. I soothed it with my tongue, then continued down to explore the ridges of his abs. That man had a pack that would make the god of thunder himself jealous.

The lower I went, the more excited I got. When I started unfastening his belt, his hands on mine made me pause.

“I just want you to know, you don’t have to if you’re not sure.”

The expression on his face was so sincere that I couldn’t help but smile. I stood and grabbed his hands, pulling him to his feet, then led him into the bedroom. Once he realized where I was taking him, he wrapped his arms around me from behind and started kissing my shoulder and up my neck. I could feel his body heat through my clothes, and it made me want to tear them off, to feel it skin-to-skin.

I spun in