Dragon Lord (42 page)

“Umm,” he murmured, suckling one turgid tip. “We have only seven months, more or less, and I must yield up my breasts to another. I will cover you with my body. No one will see anything more than my white ass bobbing in the sun, and they will have no interest in that.”

He was already covering her with his body and it felt wonderful. “Deja`vu,” she murmured as he came upright, slipping his hands beneath her gown and pulling off her trousers.

He smiled the slow, intimate smile that always made her breathless as he leaned over her again. Reaching between them, he unfastened his pants and entered her with slow deliberation, propping himself on his arms so that he could watch her face as he worked his cock deeply inside of her and then began a lazy, tortuous rhythm that built the heat slowly but fiery hot until she began to moan with need, to gasp his name beseechingly. Lowering himself finally when she was almost sobbing with need, he increased the tempo until she climaxed so hard she cried out, burrowing her face against his chest to try to stifle the harsh cries of ecstasy.

Shuddering, he came with her and finally leaned against her weakly. “You can not say
that
was the same,” he murmured with satisfaction when he’d caught his breath. “I held out far longer this time.”

Raina chuckled huskily. “No, but I still have sand in the crack of my ass.”

The End