Dralle's Bride (Crystal Glass Dragons 4)

Walking in, I was pleased to see she had her hair down. It was a fluffy mess that hung just past her jawline. I wanted to tangle my fingers in it as I kissed her, tug it as I-

I cut off that line of thought because I knew I wouldn’t be able to control myself otherwise.

“Heya, let me close up,” she smiled. I nodded and watched as she methodically put up her tools and finished logging things in the computer.

What would she say if I told her that she wouldn’t have to do this anymore?

How would she feel if she knew that she could live a luxury life, away from the customers that annoyed her and the endless day-in-day-out work? Her brothers may end up hating me for stealing her away when she’s their best workaholic, but at the same time, she deserved better.

“What are we doing tonight?” She smiled, and it was so much better than her sass or sharp wit. Her dog Billy yipped and barked from her apartment in excitement, eager that she was off work. I’d have to hog his owner for a little longer, though.

“I thought we could go dancing again.”

“That sounds fun, let me get changed-”

She turned to go back upstairs, but I had to stop her. How was I supposed to keep my hands off of her when she was so gorgeous? Grabbing her by the waist, I pulled Heather over to me and kissed her. I could feel her smile curve against my lips, and it emboldened me. Kissing her deeper, I almost laughed as she pulled me away from where the cameras could see us.

Pushing her against the wall, it felt good to have her pinned so firmly against my body. My left hand was held by hers, but my right hand roamed her body freely. From thick hips to her soft breasts that those tee-shirts could never entirely hide. It was a feast.

I wanted more.

Starved for her, my lips left hers, and I kissed her neck, her chest and pushed up her shirt. She gasped and laughed as she squirmed. Kissing her breasts, I laid a hickey on one while pinching and teasing the nipple of the other. I could feel her excitement, her need, and I started kissing down further.

Her need was evident in her touches, in her scent; I went further and started tugging at the waistband of her shorts.

“Dralle!” Her voice was so feminine, almost gasping as I revealed her underwear.

“I want to kiss you here too,” I teased.

Heather’s face was bright red, and she bit her lip and nodded. “You locked the door behind you, right?”

“No,” I smiled coyly.

“What- but!”

“Nobody’s coming.”

“But if my brothers-”

“It’s Saturday night; why would they be here?” I asked.

She was right but stopped coming up with excuses to lock the door.

The idea of getting walked in on was a little hot.

I needed to show the world that she was mine.

Kissing her thighs, I teasingly touched and licked until she was gasping and needing. Circling her clit with my tongue, I licked and sucked, and she moaned in a voice I hadn’t heard her use yet. Her fingers slid to my hair, almost guiding me.

I moaned against her clit, and her hips felt tense. I could feel her thighs start to tremble as I kept going.

“I want to make you feel good.”

She moaned, writhing against my face. “I just-”

Her voice was high, breathy, and tinged with excited confusion.

Licking my way into her entrance, I switched my attention between it and her clit while my hands grasped and groped her ass. I moaned again and could feel my tongue vibrate from it against her clit.