Pleasure Bound

He smiled. He loved her fascination with his tattoos.

“Dragons represent strength and, in the case of western dragons like that one, aggression, both traits I needed when growing up.”

“And the other dragon?” Her hand stroked along the dragon that coiled along his upper arm.

He turned and scooped her into his arms, her wet naked body pressing against his in a most enticing fashion. His cock hardened.

“That dragon is an eastern dragon. A protector. Strong, but wise.”

She stroked around the dragon’s ears. “Very nice.” She leaned forward and kissed the dragon’s nose. “I think I’ll call her Julie.”

His eyes narrowed. “You think my dragon’s a girl?”

She gazed up at him, her blue eyes glittering. “Well … strong and wise.” She shrugged.

He chuckled and pulled her tight against him, then captured her mouth. Her soft lips caressed his and his cock swelled against her stomach.

“Let’s get this straight right now,” he said as he gazed into her vivid blue eyes. “Every part of my body is totally male.”

Her fingers stroked down his stomach, then wrapped around his growing cock.

“Well, this part certainly is.” Holding his shaft firmly, she kissed along his chest, then licked his nipple, sending exciting tingles along his spine. “You don’t want to think about me kissing your girl dragon?” She smiled, then licked along the dragon’s mouth. “I could stroke Julie and lick the length of her body.” Her tongue stroked along his chest, following the lines of his tattoo, then she sucked his nipple into her mouth. “Oh, I found Julie’s nipple.” She gazed up at him. “Do you like me sucking on Julie’s nipple?”

His cock certainly did. He backed her against the tile wall and pinned her hands above her head.

“Of course, the thought of you licking and sucking on another woman’s nipple gets me hot.” He licked her breast, then wrapped his lips around her nipple and sucked hard until she moaned. He raised his head, then captured her lips and thrust his tongue into her mouth, plunging in and out until she was totally breathless. He pressed his forehead to hers. “But my body

parts are male. Including the dragons. Got it?”

She gazed into his eyes, her blue eyes dark with desire. “Yes, Master.”

“That’s what I want to hear.”

He released her hands and offered her the bar of soap from the wire holder on the wall. “Here, wash my back.”

She took the bar and he turned around. Her soft, slippery hands stroked across his back and over his shoulders. Up and around in long strokes. Before long, her strokes focused on a winding path along his left back.

“You aren’t coming up with names for that one, are you?”

“Would you like me to?”

“No.” He could just imagine what she might suggest. He scrubbed his chest firmly. “You know Ty had one done exactly the same.”

“But his is a phoenix.”

“It is now, but when we had them done, they were both dragons. He’s had his reworked. A talented tattoo artist can do phenomenal things. I had mine reworked, too, but just to enhance the detail and color.”

“You didn’t want to change it to an eastern dragon like the one on the front?”

“No, he’s a part of my history.”

“Just like Ty.”

“That’s true.”

“Do you think you and I … being together … do you think that will jeopardize you and Ty being friends again?”

He turned to face her. “I hope not.”