by Sky Winters
“Baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
Gordon drove toward the waterfront and pulled into the valet entrance of the biggest, fanciest hotel she’d ever seen.
“What are you doing?” Corinne asked as the valet opened the door and offered her a hand out.
Gordon just smiled as he tipped the driver and took her hand to lead her inside. A huge lobby with marble floors and a gigantic crystal chandelier greeted them. They walked right past the front desk where a bellman nodded at Gordon.
“We can’t afford this,” Corinne whispered as they entered the glass enclosed elevator.
“Remember that whole treasure hoarding thing we discussed when I gave you the ring?” Gordon asked with a smirk.
“Well, yeah, but…”
“We have plenty. So don’t worry. Just enjoy the penthouse suite while we have it.”
Corinne couldn’t speak, which was rare as they rode all the way to the top floor and the doors opened with the swipe of Gordon’s keycard onto a gorgeous room filled with roses and chocolate of every color and kind.
“Oh my…” she stepped forward onto the lush white carpet and took in the view.
Behind the flowers and chocolates was a wall of windows that overlooked the city, now twinkling with lights like a million jewels.
“There’s more,” Gordon said, opening the tall double doors onto a master suite with the biggest, comfiest looking bed she’d ever seen. All around were sprinkled rose petals and tiny burning candles.
“Oh, Gordon!” Corinne clapped her hands together, truly taken aback by the romance he’d gone to so much trouble to orchestrate.
He pressed a button on his phone and speakers came to life, filling the air with soft jazz music.
“You sure know how to create a mood,” she said, feeling less than beautiful in her old clothes that still smelled of fire.
“I have a bath already drawn for you,” Gordon said, pulling close. “Go relax and take all the time you need.”
She had no words so left him with a lingering kiss that she hoped said it all. The “bath” was more like a swimming pool with jets of water and more fragrant rose petals floating on top. There was a smorgasbord of beauty products and shampoos to choose from along with an entire vanity of makeup and luxurious creams and perfumes. And on the counter was a large gift box marked ‘open when ready’.
Corinne sunk back into the soothing warm (not too hot for the baby of course) bath and took her time washing away as much as she could of her past. She sniffed and selected her favorite shampoo and conditioner and took her time drying off and doing her makeup and hair in a cascade of blonde curls. She rubbed some of the moisturizing cream into her skin and pulled the giant red ribbon on the box, unable to hold off a minute longer.
A white negligee made of delicate lace with satin trim lay on a black velvet backdrop. Corinne gasped at the beauty of it and the tiny diamonds that adorned the pattern of lace, which twinkled in the lights.
She slipped it on and spun around as the fabric so light it was like air, fluttered out behind her, rising just enough to cover the very tops of her thighs in a tantalizing way. She could see everything through the lace and bedazzled sparkle, but it cast enough of a shadow to leave some allure behind.
She felt like a princess when she finally opened the bathroom door.
Gordon glanced up from the bed where he was resting and whistled. “Wow.”
Corinne spun around for him, giggling. “I love it. Thank you.”
“No. Thank you.” Gordon rose and walked toward her wearing only a pair of satin boxers.
He held out his arms and she gladly fell into them, enjoying the feeling of the thin and silky material pressed between their bodies, the only barrier. His lips were soft yet firm as they worked against hers, and there was nothing but the two of them in the whole world.
Gordon lifted her about the waist and she curled her arms around his neck, throwing her own back for him to kiss as he laid her back on the soft bed.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” he asked, crawling over her.
Hell yes.
She yanked him down shoving her tongue in his mouth in answer. Her body responded as always to his touch, primed and ready for more with sensations awakening in places she wasn’t usually even aware of.
“I love you, Corinne,” Gordon said, gazing down at her with his bright green eyes.
“I love you, too.” Corinne caressed his face with her hand and he turned into it to tenderly kiss her palm.
“I’m going to make you forget everything,” he promised. And slid out of sight.
Corinne felt his mouth on her toes, sucking at each one until she moaned with pleasure. He rubbed her feet as he kissed and licked his way up the inside of her legs and thighs, stopping at the sensitive skin just beneath her skirt.
Willing him forward she spread herself wider and Gordon’s hands worked at the flesh inside her thighs, circling slowly upward. But then he appeared again, above her with a sly smile as he slid his hand below her nightgown and up over her stomach to her breast where he circled her nipple with his thumb.
She writhed a little, working her hips in a state of frenzied anticipation. When she moaned in complaint he finally slid his hand back down and between her legs, rubbing down hard over her sex.
“I love the sounds you make,” he said as he slipped two fingers inside of her and drew them slowly in and out while playing with her clit. “You’re so hot and wet for me, baby.”
“It’s been two whole days,” she blurted out.
Gordon laughed, shaking both of their bodies with it and she joined in until he pressed harder and further inside of her, making her draw in a sharp breath with the shot of pleasure that resulted. He knew just how to manipulate her to build her arousal.
“I love you, baby,” he murmured, kissing her neck then sucking at her breast as he continued his finger-work.
“love…you…” she panted, reaching for his silk boxers so she could tug them off and bring out the big gun.
“There’s no rush, baby,” he said, as she stroked him back. “We have the rest of our lives.”
She liked the sound of that.
Corinne sunk into his kisses as they rolled over and over, back and forth on the top of the enormous bed, legs twisted together, him kneading her breasts and tugging at her nipples until they stood out hard.
“I want you inside of me,” she said as he kissed his way down to her stomach.
“Not yet,” he said. “I told you, I’m going to make you forget everything.”
Before she could ask what he meant, he buried his face between her legs and his forked tongue darted half wriggling inside of her, half flicking against her clit in quick hard motions.
“Ooohhh,” she said losing herself in the sensations washing over her.
His hands worked beneath her and his fingers slipped slowly inside her, replacing his tongue. He switched back and forth, building her to a maddening crescendo.
Her fingers dug into the blankets at her sides as she came hard and loud to the motion of his flicking tongue.
The next thing she knew he’d flopped on the bed beside her and laid a hand over her stomach.
“Did it work?” he asked.
“Who are you again?” she replied then laughed.
He rolled her to her side and spooned her, lifting her outside leg with his hand and entering her from behind in one quick motion that sent fireworks through her.
“Not done yet,” he said, squeezing her breast as he thrust over and over up inside of her already slick sex.
Nirvana. Every fiber of her body sang with pleasure as he worked them both toward orgasm. But before they came, he slipped out and repositioned them, guiding her onto her knees on the bed where she protested lightly, shaking with desire.
“It’ll be worth it,” he breathed settling in behind her. He held her with one hand over her breast, the other down between the front of her legs as he entered her again from b
ehind. His cock filled her again as he rubbed at her clit with his fingers in the same rhythm as he plunged deeper and deeper inside, actually lifting her from the bed each time.
She let her head fall back on his shoulder as he thrust and pressed, bringing her to the most explosive orgasm of her life.
When he finally released her, she fell onto the bed, spent and feeling like a pool of melted butter, him beside her.
“I didn’t hurt you did I?” he panted.
“Can we do it again?” she answered, too weak to actually move again yet.
Instead they lay there together, talking and caressing each other into the night.
“Gordon?” she said, after they’d both been lost in thought for a while.
“Hmm?”
“I’m sorry. I got you wrapped up in a bad situation and I never should have put you in danger.”
“Baby,” he said, tilting her face so she’d look at him. “You have nothing to apologize for. It was all him. And I was never in danger. He wanted you to think I was I’m sure. But between a dragon and wolf there’s no contest.”
“I see that now,” Corinne admitted. “I should have trusted you to begin with. I thought you’d either get hurt or do something you might regret in the heat of the moment.”
“I told you. I’m fire proof,” Gordon quipped.
Corinne slapped him lightly on the shoulder. “Yeah, yeah.”
“Seriously though, I consider myself an intelligent man. I’m not going to let some fool egg me on into risking anything important. I only wanted to watch out for you.”
Corinne smiled as he splayed his hand over her stomach again.
“I know that now. I promise I will trust you from now on.”
“And I promise to always be there for you.”
“How did you know to find me when I needed you?” she blurted. It had been on her mind since the fire. “Marcus set that fire on purpose to lure you away.”
“He didn’t know how fast I work. Or that Loretta had seen him follow you inside the building from Nadine’s window that day. She remembered the little scene he’d caused with you the other night and called me.”
That explained a lot. She’d have to thank Loretta when she had the chance.
Gordon kissed her lightly on the lips, lingering for a moment and sending tingles through Corinne’s limbs.
“I will protect you no matter what. You and Charlie. I swear that. You’re my treasure and dragons always protect their most important treasure.”
Gordon ran his fingers over the tiny diamonds on her outfit, sending shivers of delight through her skin.
“I bet no treasure ever got you off like I do,” she said, reaching for his shaft. She was ready to go at it again.
“That’s for sure,” Gordon said. “You’re insatiable, woman.”
“Yup.”
And she pulled him closer for a longer kiss and a lifetime of pleasure.
Dating Two Dragons
Chapter 1
The firefighter’s ball in Austin, Texas was one of the most intensely planned and organized fete’s in the city. Each detail from the venue down to the silverware and table linens was always organized to perfection.
Everyone who was anyone descended on the Crowne Plaza Hotel dressed to the nines in their black-tie finery, ready to mingle and be noticed. The annual event had always been a themed fundraiser for either a scholarship fund, or an inner city school project, this year was a Casino Night to benefit the Fallen Heroes fund. The charity directly impacted the widows and children of fallen firefighters and police officers in the Austin area. Slot machines, blackjack tables, and roulette wheels had been set up around the ballroom. A poker tournament was being held in a separate room with a one hundred dollar buy-in with one hundred per cent of the money received being donated.
Anna Nash was not one of the beautiful or wealthy people invited to the ball. Considering the cost of entry alone was five hundred dollars a plate for non-firefighters, Anna couldn’t afford to attend even if she had the opportunity. What she could do, was earn a scant fifty bucks for waiting tables and filling water glasses at the event. With any luck, she could schmooze a few tips out of the patrons.
The catering company she worked for, Park Ave. Caterers, had been hired to provide the food and beverage menus for the first time ever in the thirteen years since the ball’s inception. Her excitable and very Greek boss, Melina Tsangarelis, was naturally ecstatic at the idea of so much exposure; and for such a good cause. Melina had had Anna rolling dolmades and mixing marinades for several hundred whole chickens all week in prep for the event.
After a long week of prep and back breaking work, at last it was ten minutes until go time. Melina had assembled her entire team of twenty in the kitchen for the pep talk to end all pep talks. “Okay, everybody! We have worked hard all week for tonight. There are going to be a lot of people out there, most of them haven’t ever tried our food before so this is our chance to make a lasting impression on each and every one of them. So with that, let’s go out there and have fun. Oh, and don’t screw it up!”
Anna joined in for the “ready break” moment, but she found it hard to be enthusiastic about such an exciting and heartwarming moment. Not three days ago, she had been dumped by her boyfriend of nearly two years. She found it tough to muster up any feeling of “Go Team!” when her heart had been shattered into a million pieces.
Pete had called her Wednesday night that week to ask if she wanted to meet him for breakfast the next morning. “Anna, I need to discuss something with you and it’s super important that I see you in person.”
“Of course. I don’t have to be at work until eleven so breakfast is perfect.”
“Great, See you tomorrow.”
Pete had hung up before Anna could tell him she loved him, but he sounded like he was in a hurry so that was no big deal. Her hands shook as she set her phone down and her heart raced. Was this it? After two years together and six months of her dropping hints, Pete was finally going to propose! She jumped up and down on her second hand couch whooping and clapping with the excitement of finally taking the next step with the love of her life. She called her mother and her best friend that night to tell them the good news.
She had no idea how far off base her thought process was and hard it would be to rescind the good news.
Pete had chosen a crowded public place to drop the hammer on their relationship. A smart move on his part, because while Anna could shed a tear or two, she was forced to mind her manners.
“Anna, I wanted to say that the last two years with you have been great. I’ve had a really good time, haven’t you?”
Anna beamed at him over her bacon and egg plate. “Absolutely. This has been the best two years of my life!”
A frown tugged at the corners of Pete’s mouth. While her response was nice, her enthusiasm made what he was about to do, that much harder. “I’m glad, but I think it’s time we go our separate ways. I– I’ve met somebody else.”
Anna pressed her lips together and gritted her teeth. Through sheer force of will, she avoided blinking because she was about to cry. “But, why? Who did you meet?”
Pete sighed and scrubbed his face. “Don’t worry about any of that. Listen, I said what I needed to say.” He threw a ten-dollar bill on the table. “I need to be going now. Take care, Anna.”
He had left his now ex-girlfriend gaping at him from a window booth and on the verge of tears. The entire break up only took minutes; they hadn’t even had their meal before Pete pulled the trigger. Anna had barely made it out of the diner before breaking down into crippling sobs.
She shook her head and put aside the memory. Anna knew she wouldn’t survive the night if kept thinking about Pete and with her boss under so much pressure, she couldn’t afford to test the limits of Melina’s patience tonight.
“Do I have time for a quick bathroom break before everyone starts trickling in?” Anna asked.
Melina finished rolling up the sleeves of
her chef’s coat and checked her watch. “You have five minutes, Anna. Go ahead.”
Anna dashed across the hall to the restroom. It was time for her own kind of pep talk in order to be able to work without going to pieces. It was one thing to push a memory aside, it was another to be able to keep it out.
After locking the door behind her, she stood in front of the mirror and adjusted her black uniform vest and bowtie. With black tie rules in place, Melina was adamant about no tattoos showing at the event. Anna had spent an hour that afternoon being extra liberal with the cover up on her neck. She had a black dragon that started at her neck, and snaked its way down her arm to just past her elbow. While the tattoo wasn’t massive, the head was about as big as her two thumbs stacked on top of each other, in some collared shirts, the spikes on his head would show. “No hint of lizard anywhere.” She pulled a pink lip gloss from her pocket to reapply. She liked how full her lips were and did whatever she could to play them up.
It was her eyes that needed little more than a coat of mascara for enhancement. Her father had always called her doll eyes; a nickname she grew to love as she got older, but as a teenager, it made her self-conscious because it only drew attention to the fact that her brown eyes were slightly too large for her face. Since recently coloring her naturally blonde hair a deep walnut, her eyes only stood out more. She loved how unique she looked.
With one last tug on her vest and a tightening of her stubby ponytail, she was ready for battle.
Chapter 2
The night was moving along at a steady clip. Each course at dinner transitioned smoothly to the next and before Anna knew it, the entrée was over and she could take a minute to rest her feet. She skated through the kitchen, plucking a couple of leftover shrimp from an untouched cocktail setup. Hopefully, the few bites she would get out of them would quiet the growling beast in her belly; at least until her shift was over at midnight.
She checked her phone on her way out of the kitchen. “Ten-thirty, already? Hot damn!” The knowledge that she was so close to the end put a huge smile on her face. Anna wandered toward the lobby and the vending machines. The handful of shrimp were fine, but what she wanted was a Coke to keep her energy humming.
