I traced the curve of his butt with my fingers and gently teased at the junction of his legs. He twitched and heat stirred, bathing me with its warmth. “What? That you got so hot that it woke me?”
“No, not that. Though you have dragon blood, so the heat shouldn’t worry you.” He shifted his
legs a little, allowing my fingers to slide between his thighs. “I meant that I find it hard to believe you’re not used to sleeping with someone. Especially given you seem to have an insatiable appetite when it comes to sex.”
I grinned. “Consider it a case of making full use of available opportunities before the drought begins again.”
“I don’t believe that, either.”
“A plain brown draman who can’t fly isn’t much of a catch in a sky filled with rainbow fliers.”
He shifted the pillow off his head and fixed me with his dark gaze. “There is nothing plain about you, my girl. Why the hell would you even think something like that?”
“Because it’s true.” I shifted my gaze from his, a little unsettled—and surprised—by the annoyance so evident there. “So, what’s our plan?”
“To sleep until dawn, then get up and have a shower.”
I wrapped my fingers around his balls and squeezed lightly. Tension rippled through him and the caress of heat got stronger, fueling the fires deep within me. “I meant, where do we go next? Do we try to find Deca Dent?”
“First, we read those notes of yours. Then we head for the club. Although we’ll probably have to scout it first, and see who, exactly, is hanging around.”
“Do you think the man with the cultured voice is the brains behind the operation?” I shifted my fingers again, scooting them underneath to tease the base of his penis. It was rock hard, thick with heat, and all I wanted to do was take him inside me again.
“I don’t know.” He shifted suddenly, grabbing my arms and twisting me around, reversing our positions so that he was lying on top of me. “And there is another major problem we have to worry about.”
“And what might that be?” I said, grinning as he nudged my legs wider and settled in between them.
“The fact that you don’t seem willing to get out of bed.”
The heat of him began to slide inside me, filling me, stretching me. And it felt so good I sighed in sheer pleasure.
He chuckled softly and added, “I do so like a woman who’s easily pleased.”
“Don’t start patting yourself on the back just yet, dragon. There’s a whole lot of work to be done before I’m utterly satisfied.” I shifted and wrapped my legs around him, driving the thick heat of him deeper. “How are we going to get into the club? They’ll be looking out for us now.”
He began to move slowly, rocking deep inside, sending ripples of delight flooding across my body. A delight that increased when his hands slid up and cupped my breasts. “We disguise ourselves.”
“It didn’t work the last time.” The words came out slightly breathy as his clever fingers began to pinch and tease my nipples.
“It will this time.”
“Why? What do you plan to do?”
“Kiss you senseless so you’ll shut up and concentrate on the business at hand.”
A grin curved my lips. “That doesn’t sound like it’ll get us past—”
The rest of the sentence was cut off as his lips captured mine and our kiss deepened into something that was pure and simple yet, at the same time, so very complicated. Because it spoke of possibilities that I didn’t dare contemplate for more than a second or two.
So I concentrated on the physical and let the enjoyment flow until it filled me, until he filled me, and there was nothing left but contentment.
“Now you can ask your questions,” he said, kissing my nose then pushing backward into an upright position. “But I think we need to get moving.”
“Says the man who was, until minutes ago, lolling around in bed.”
“You woke me up.” His grin was insolent. “And most delightfully, I might add.”
“Meaning it’s your turn to be delightful, and go make breakfast while I shower.” I leaped to my knees and gave him a kiss before bouncing off the bed. “Pancakes would be nice.”