Chapters (34)
- Water Dragon
- Charlene Hartnady
- Contents
- Copyright
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- About the Author
- Also by Charlene Hartnady
- Excerpt
It was a dream. A filthy dream. She buried her face into his chest. “Please tell me I’m having a nightmare.” Her voice sounded muffled.
He laughed and since her chest was plastered across his, she felt it acutely.
Torrent trailed his hand up and down the top of her back. One of his hands clasped her waist, holding her in place. “I don’t know, I was enjoying it, only, I would prefer it if you were awake. More fun that way.”
“I’m glad you woke me up.” She tried to pull away but he held onto her. “This is so embarrassing. I’m so sorry!” She was plastered up against him. Did she say any of those things out loud? Please no.
”I’m not sorry. Your body knows what it wants and so do you. Stop fighting this, Candy.”
“It’s too soon for us to be tied together. I would love to have sex with you… there I said it.” She huffed out a breath. “We can’t though, not yet. I need to talk to you about a few things and it’s too soon. Too big of a commitment.”
“I’m glad you’ll at least admit that you want me.” His voice was gruff. “That’s a start.”
“Um, can I move back now? Give you a bit of space? I’m so embarrassed.” She wanted the floor to open up and suck her in.
“I love the way you feel against me. I fucking love it.”
She covered her face with her hand. He was so hard beneath her thigh. Her pussy was pushed up against him. The dream had made her achy and needy. It was so vivid. Her clit was throbbing. She could feel how slick she felt.
“We don’t have to have sex, Candy. There are other things we could do.”
“Like what?” Stupid question. “Don’t answer that.”
He chuckled but the laughter soon died and his chest rose higher as he pulled in a big breath. “Let me ease you. Let me taste you, Candy. I want to make you come more than I want my next breath.”
She sucked in a ragged breath of her own. She wanted to say yes but oral sex often led to full blown sex and they needed to talk. She needed to come clean. What if he was disgusted with her? What if he couldn’t be with someone that had sold their body for financial gain? This was moving so fast. If she was honest with herself, she already had feelings for him. If their relationship became sexual, even if it wasn’t full blown sex, she might just fall for him and then what?