“I’ve got it handled.” He told her and slipped both hands up her shirt. He unhooked the bra slowly, teasing her, and waiting for the moment her chest would drop and he would pull off her shirt.
“You’re such a tease. Just go for it.” Adie demanded. She was hot and bothered but James knew she’d appreciate the slow and steady route in the long run, even if she didn’t know it yet.
“Do you always have to challenge me?” He grinned once he slipped her bra and shirt off. She watched as his hands cupped her breasts and squeezed them ever so slightly.
“Of course not. It’s just a lot more fu-” She was interrupted by the sensation of his kiss on her neck. He traced her collarbone with his mouth and blew gently over her nipple. She sighed in pleasure and bit her bottom lip to keep herself from moaning.
He moved his tongue around her nipple before taking it in and sucking lightly. Adie swayed her hips against him and pulled his face closer to her chest.
James softly nibbled on her nipple and sent her head falling back and a moan escaped her lips. As he continued to caress her chest, his hand undid the button of her jeans. He struggled with pulling them off of her until she stood up.
“I’ll help you out with this part.” She said.
Adie pulled her jeans off slowly exposing her full hips, which rounded out from her waist. She peeled them off her thighs and away from her calves. She kicked them to the side and placed her hands on the waistband of her lace panties prepared to do the same.
“No, allow me to do the honors.” James stopped her. He stood up and held his hand out for her to take. She gripped onto his belt buckle instead. She undid his pants as her chest slid against his slippery one. She couldn’t wait anymore. He gestured for her to sit down and immediately she did.
“I was beginning to think you didn’t know how to take orders.” He joked. She giggled and bit her lip, waiting for his next move.
He leaned into her and began flicking his tongue against her hardened nipple. She opened her legs and allowed him to make his way between them. He placed his finger up to his mouth and licked it, staring at her the whole time. She smirked.
“Oh my, baby,” she whimpered as his finger slid through the side of her panties and pressed onto her clit. He grinned up at her and made tiny circles against her. She arched her back and gripped onto the sides of the couch.
His fingers trailed between her lips, diving and emerging out of the wetness he was responsible for. Her breathing began to stammer and quicken. His actions were slow and meticulous. Each touch sent gooseflesh down Adie’s thighs.
For a moment, she forgot how to breathe, the way he was moving was new to her and she’d had sex plenty of times before. This felt different, however.
She paused and thought about what would’ve been unusual and she couldn’t believe she wanted to say it was love. Could she possibly feel so strongly about him already?
It wasn’t the passion talking and she was nowhere near drunk. He was a perfect gentleman and he made her feel like a princess. She was in the deepest lust she’d ever known.
He got onto his knees and placed the tip of his nose onto her belly. He followed the trail down her stomach and slipped his fingers out of her panties. James bit the top of her panties’ waistband with his teeth, slowly sliding them off of her and watching as she looked down at him.
He kissed her hipbones and proceeded to lick until he made his way between her lips. He expertly maneuvered his tongue over her clit and began to suck. He allowed cold air to pass through his mouth and send a shivering rush through her body. It was a nice way to balance the heat.
He grabbed onto her thighs and pressed her as close to him as possible. He pushed his tongue in and out of her. He brought one hand up to her and she placed her fingers in the space between his. They held hands as he focused on her vagina.
Adelaide began to shake. She tightened her hold of his hand and seconds later she lost all control. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she grinded her hips against his mouth and orgasmed.
The sound of victory filled James’ ears. He didn’t stop until she lay motionless, coming down from her high.
“Now I know how to stop you from talking.” He teased.
She giggled and stood up from the couch. It was now her turn to make him shut up. She pushed his chest so that he’d fall back onto the couch. This strength attracted him. His mate needed to be strong, confident, and able to handle her own. Those were three qualities that Adie inherently possessed.
“Talking isn’t the only talent I have with my mouth.” Adie seduced him.
She licked her lips and got into his previous position. They had literally switched places. She wriggled his pants off and placed her hand over his thick, bulging shaft. He groaned as he felt her touch him. He watched, as she placed tiny, loving kisses down him.
“You’re so beautiful.” He couldn’t help himself from saying. She smirked and licked his penis up from the base to the head.
“Compliments can get you far.” She told him before suddenly downing him whole, forcing all of it to the back of her throat.
She swirled her tongue around his manhood and stroked his flesh up with one hand. She fondled his balls in her other hand and sucked like a pro: bobbing her head and following her mouth with her hand. He had to have been moments from coming when he jerked and placed his hand onto hers.
“Wait,” He told her. She came up and wiped the excess saliva from the corner of her mouth. He stood up and pulled her up by her hand, “I want you.”
“You have me.” She told him and pulled him in by his face. A deep growl came from within him. He pushed her up against the wall and pressed himself against her roughly.
She moaned into his mouth, enjoying as her stimulated clit pressed up against his hard shaft. He lost it then. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her up. The wall supported her back as she balanced and wrapped her arms around his neck.
He anchored his pelvis up and placed the head into her. She stretched and threw her head back, anticipating the stroke but instead, he pulled out. She opened her eyes quickly to see if something was wrong. He was smirking at her.
“Aren’t you going to say something witty now?” He challenged her. She hesitated and tried to think but she was tired of the teasing.
“Fuck me.” She demanded. He chuckled, thrusting himself upward and opening her with his head. She anticipated it but once again, he stopped.
“James…” She whined. He pressed her further up the wall and leaned into her ear.
“Say my name again.” He commanded.
“James.” Her sultry voice fell off the tip of her mouth in the sexiest way. Suddenly, his body heated up ferociously and his eyes gleamed brighter than ever. His inner beast was commanding him to mate. There was no way he could wait any longer.
She crossed her feet at her ankles and forced herself down onto him and he groaned at the surprising move. She gasped as all of him entered her. Her mouth opened as wide as her walls did.
He balanced her against the wall and bounced her against him. Slowly at first, flexing his arms as he did so. Once he slipped easily and she molded to his touch, he began to speed up the pace. Adie felt herself quiver each time she made it from the head back down to the base. Her breathing was sharp but her balance was steady.
“You’re good.” She moaned between strokes.
“You haven’t even seen the best part.” He grinned. James slowly backed from the wall, holding Adie with no support.
She was nervous thinking at any moment his arms would give up carrying her. He laid her down on the couch and placed his feet up on the arm. Not once slipping out of her.
His arms were on either side of her and he was in pushup position. Adie grabbed his strong arms and watched as he stroked into her. He rotated his hips as his stiffness touched her g-spot perfectly.
She arched her back and gripped onto his forearms, she felt as if she was in ecstasy. He had the physique of an athl
ete and the stamina of a horse.
“James.” Adie moaned out, as she was seconds away from reaching her climax. He sped up and watched the expressions on her face. He studied her soft features as they twisted up into harsh faces of pleasure.
She bit her bottom lip and dug her nails into his arms. Her mouth opened but no sound came out as her body convulsed. She jerked, shrieked and stiffened. Her eyes closed shut in euphoria as she breathed in that moment.
James couldn’t help but kiss her and share the moment with her. He leaned down and pressed his body against hers. She wrapped her legs around him securely and grabbed the sides of his face, forcefully pressing them against each other.
Whilst they pulled away from the kiss, she bit his lip and sucked on it.
“You are amazing.” He told her and pulled out of her. She stared at him and pouted. He looked at her confused, wondering if he had done something wrong.
“You still need to finish.” She declared and stood up. He pressed up against the couch’s arm and his legs were extended over the seat cushions. She smiled as she positioned herself over his lap. She straddled him triumphantly, looking into his eyes before positioning his hardened penis in angle for her to slide down on it.
“Oh, my,” he groaned and held onto her hips. She ascended and descended his shaft rhythmically, allowing her skin to slap his harshly. It was amazing to feel him fill her the way he did.
He grabbed her breasts and watched her curvy frame. He admired her as she rode him and smacked her butt to show his affection.
“You remembered?” She noticed in reaction to the spanking. She did tell him she liked that more than hair pulling after all. He wanted to respond but things felt too good for him to find words to speak.
He grabbed her hips in his hands and guided her, even though she clearly knew what she was doing. He just wanted to feel the softness of her skin pressed between his fingers.
He leaned his head back against the couch arm and waited the moment they’d both been waiting for. She smiled as she watched her magic work. He gripped onto her hips firmly and she sped up in response. She placed her hands on his chest and threw herself onto him until he exploded in her.
She felt the sensation shoot inside her and they let out moans in unison. He grabbed her and pressed her chest down onto him, shoveling himself into her as he enjoyed the final seconds of his peak.
“Adelaide, you are truly incredible.” He said to her and she lay on top of him. She lifted herself from his penis and she lay next to him. Her head cuddled up to his chest. He wrapped both arms around her and eliminated the space between them.
“You’re one of a kind.” Adie responded. If only she knew how right she was. He kissed her forehead and steadied his breathing. He felt something. A feeling he couldn’t identify completely. After shooting inside her, he felt she was branded with his name.
“Adelaide, I know we’ve known each other for only a few days but is it strange to say, I see a future with you?”
She let out a sigh of relief. She hoped that she hadn’t been falling for him too fast and now she was assured that he was feeling the same way.
“It’s not strange at all. It’s perfectly in tune with how I feel.” She shared intensely.
He found his mind racing with lovely thoughts of their future: Some kids, a house, a dog, and meeting his family. And suddenly, that’s when it hit him.
The reason why he had been so scared of falling for this woman in the first place. His family legacy: The curse of being a dragon shifter. How could he ever tell her?
He felt bonded to her now, as they had just shared such a passionate, intimate moment. But, it was stronger than her feelings because his were driven by the mating instincts of the dragon inside him.
His heart began to race and his mind shuffled through scenarios of how she would react if he told her. She would hate him for not telling her in the first place, she wouldn’t understand, or she’d think he was a freak.
All of these outcomes were heartbreaking and they were also realistic. He’d never told a human before and he couldn’t think of any human, other than half-shifters, who would even begin to believe something like that really existed.
“What are you thinking about?” Adie asked, lightly tracing the tufts of his chest hair around his pectorals with her finger. She looked up at him with her hazel eyes. The ones that could make him melt.
“You.” He beamed. She giggled.
“Why think about me if I’m right here?”
“You got me there, Curls.” He admitted in defeat.
“I hate that nickname.” She whined. He tapped her on the nose and glared at her.
“Why do you always have to be so difficult?” He said lovingly. He knew he never wanted her challenging nature to cease.
“Because I love to see you try to keep up.” She smirked. He chuckled lightly and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “Maybe one day, you’ll be able to.”
“Yeah, one day.” He conceded.
She giggled and cuddled up against him again. Her ear pressed up against his heart as their breathing steadied together. They matched the pace of one another.
In that moment, she realized their connection was stronger than lust.
Chapter 6
The next morning, Adie fluttered her eyes open and noticed she was alone. Her arms were draped as if she was cuddling a body, but instead it was her own sheets. She placed her hand over her head and cursed herself.
“I fell for it, stupid me.” She began to self-deprecate. The sun stared her in the face and gave her the light to assess her situation. A man she had met two days ago, took her on a date, made some false promises to sleep with her, and left before she could rise. Only she could blame herself for being so naïve.
Adelaide sighed and sat up. She was still naked and had to race to the bathroom to put on a robe before she caught a cold or gave the neighbors across the street a peepshow. She ran her fingers through her hair and pushed the bathroom door open.
“Always remember when men take advantage of you, they’re the real loser, not you.” Adie spoke to herself in the mirror as she brushed her teeth. It hurt not seeing him but there was nothing she could do or nothing she wanted to do. Her pride was shot.
Adie padded into the kitchen and suddenly her nose was bombarded with a scent. She noticed her stove had been on and a stack of pancakes with a side of eggs sat on a plate behind a note written on napkin. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
She picked up the folded napkin note and read it as she inhaled the tantalizing smell of freshly made pancakes.
Last night was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. You are a goddess and I knew if I waited for you to wake up, we probably wouldn’t ever get out of bed. I decided to go into the office early and get as much done as I could. Meet me at Roosevelt Avenue 74th street at 10AM? I hope what I said last night wasn’t too much, but I really can’t get enough of you.
Adie blushed uncontrollably and re-read the note. It was so sweet.
She picked apart a piece of the pancake and placed it in her mouth. It seemed to melt on her tongue. He made pancakes better than she ever did.
After enjoying the breakfast, Adie made her way over to her easel. She had a few hours before having to meet James and she was determined to finish her painting before then. She pulled her hair up in a bun and stared out of her apartment.
Her inspiration seemed clear finally with the thoughts of James. She placed a paintbrush in one of her mixed color palettes and took a deep breath; she felt able to push out a nice ending to the piece she’d been fiddling with for weeks. She was ready to finish this artwork.
James was in his office well before any of his employees. He made his own coffee in the break room and even began sorting through phone calls and voicemails himself. He was in the middle of responding to an investor via email when Rachel pushed the door open.
“You’re here early.” Rachel noticed with a cup of coffee in her hand. James lifte
d his cup to let her know he’d already gotten coffee for himself an hour prior. “Oh, you’ve already gotten your coffee?”
“Yes, I’ve been here since five. I needed some way to stay up.” He told her before sending the email. He tipped his coffee cup into his mouth and allowed the last drops of caffeine to fall down his throat. “Finally, last email sent.”
Rachel stood with her mouth wide open and watched as James Weston stood and turned off his computer. Seemingly finishing her morning errands and taking over her job as assistant. Did she even have a purpose anymore?
“Great. First you leave me stranded then you do my job for me.” She said, throwing her cup full of coffee into the garbage bin by the door of his office. She turned on her heels and stormed out of his office.
He rolled his eyes and sighed at her exaggeration. James took his briefcase in one hand and locked his door on his way out. As he passed Rachel’s reception desk he didn’t even bother to look at her.
“Consider it a day off.” He said before getting into the elevator. Rachel shot her eyes at him and scowled as the doors closed. That was strike two for her. She was determined to get to the bottom of why he’d drastically changed.
He was never friendly with her and that was a fact, but he lived routinely. It was easy for her to anticipate his next move or decision because he was predictable and he praised her for that. He made her aware of how important she was in his life even if it was just on a professional level.
Lately, he’d been acting spontaneously, leaving the office and coming back whenever he wanted to. He crammed meetings into short blocks of time with no breaks in between because he had somewhere else to be.
He didn’t need her to order lunch for him or stay overtime and order him dinner. Nor, did he need the coffee she made this morning because he had come in early to finish work and leave.
She logged into her computer at the receptionist desk and checked the company email. A chain of messages had been placed in the important folder without her permission and a new contact was added.
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