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  Of course, the fact that dragons lived in this mansion could be considered such a secret, but that was just everyday living for Trevor.

  “No skeletons. Sorry to disappoint you.”

  Petra shrugged.

  “Anyways, I think you might like this better.” At least he hoped.

  Trevor reached another door, opened it, and let them into the quietest place in the mansion.

  His favorite spot.

  “Whoa, it’s a solarium,” Petra exclaimed, looking up at the entirely glass ceiling that stretched from one end of the large room to the other. In the corners and scattered throughout the room, large potted plants and ferns sprang upward, while flowers and other things hung from a variety of different containers, making the air smell perpetually like late spring.

  And between the plants and small trees, bookcases and tables and seating appointed in different configurations meant there was always someplace to sit.

  Petra took a long whiff of the air, which seemed cleaner and nicer here than the rest of the mansion.

  “You’re right. This is better than a sex dungeon.” Her eyes sparkled up at him, catching light from the low-lit sconces on the walls. “Though, if there is one, you better not be hiding it.”

  He tugged her in against him, liking the way her eyes widened whenever he did that.

  “Baby, you’d be the first one to see it.” He leaned down so their lips were so close he could feel the warmth of her breath on his cheeks. “Then again, who needs a dungeon when all I want is right here?”

  She gasped, just barely, and he covered her mouth with his, claiming her surprise with pleasure. And when she moaned against him, parting her lips, he thrust inside with his tongue, his entire body on fire as they connected in that soul-deep way.

  He kissed her senseless, then finally pulled free, leaving her breathless and panting.

  “How can you say things like that?”

  Trevor leaned down, picking her up in his arms and carrying her to an oversized lounger the size of a bed at the center of the room. His spot.

  “Probably because I mean it. Every time,” he said matter-of-factly.

  “For someone who says he can’t commit to more, you sure are awfully romantic.”

  Trevor thought about that for a second, setting her on the lounger and then straddling her, unable to take his eyes off her for even a second. “Maybe I’ve always been this way and it just took meeting the right person to bring it out.”

  “Maybe.” Petra’s attention moved down his body, her hands stroking over his chest and abdominals. Even her slightest touch turned him on. “I have to admit there’s a lot more to you than I ever expected.” The warmth in her gaze as she looked up at him was everything.

  He lowered himself to her neck, kissing her softly, not rushing. Trevor wanted to kiss her everywhere, mark her soul inside and out if it were possible. “I could say the same for you, Petra. There’s a lot to like.”

  As he continued up her neck to her ear and down her jaw, she rolled his shirt upward until he relented, tossing it aside.

  If it was something she wanted, then Trevor considered it done.

  Her fingers were still slightly chilled from all the cold air and walking around, and it tickled against his skin as she explored him freely. In the meantime, he took a moment and pulled her sweater over her head too, and he started to lick and suck on her exposed skin.

  With each passing moment, the air in the room was getting warmer and warmer.

  “I’ve never wanted someone so badly,” Trevor murmured, not realizing he’d said it out loud until a second later.

  “The feeling’s mutual.” She let out a quiet moan as he reached beneath her bra to squeeze one breast, palming it with his hand. But even as he did, her hands were on his belt, undoing them with surprising deftness.

  He looked down where his jeans were already open, then at Petra, who looked just as caught up in the moment as he felt.

  “Hey, I know what I want,” she said playfully, making Trevor chuckle a little.

  “Me too,” he replied, unhooking her bra, then undoing her pants and dragging them off, unbothered as his own jeans started to slide off his hips.

  She was left just in her panties, and he stroked a finger up her cleft, feeling her wetness before slipping those off first. As he did, Petra arched back, moaning slightly as he spread her legs, lowering himself on the chaise to her hips.

  And when he tasted her, took her clit with his mouth and just licked at her, Trevor almost came right there.

  “So strong.” Petra yelped, squirming into the plush seat.

  Trevor placed a hand on each thigh, trapping her. He didn’t want her to move a single inch from the perfect spot she was in, where he could really just devour her like he wanted.

  The dragon in him had never been hungrier.

  “Good,” he muttered just before he kissed her again, burying his face in her scent and taste.

  Her hips bucked, but he continued to kiss, suckling lightly with his lips before licking her clit over and over. He could smell her delicious scent on him, on his skin, and it only turned him on more as she continued to cry out in sheer pleasure.

  “I’m… coming,” Petra said amidst harsh gasps.

  And when she came, she really came.

  “Trevor!” she screamed, the sound of his name on her lips echoing off the walls of the solarium. Her entire body clenched, and Trevor held her tightly, letting her ride out the release even as his entire body yearned to touch her more and more.

  The winter light cast them both in a pale-blue glow as her breathing returned to normal, making the moment only more magical than it already was.

  And when he leaned to take her pussy with his mouth again, she spread her legs farther, riding his mouth eagerly.

  For several minutes, he memorized her pleasure. Felt her fingers tugging in his hair when he kissed her lightly. Knew the way her thighs jolted when he used the tip of his tongue. Listened to the sounds she made as he relentlessly pleasured her.

  And when Petra came once more, Trevor moved onto the chaise atop her, holding her as she mewled in erotic release.

  By the time she was done, they were both panting. Petra from coming. Trevor from watching her come.

  She was everything.

  “I see your pants hung on somehow,” Petra said with a laugh, noting the way his pants still clung to his ass even without belt or buttons.

  “We should do something about it,” Trevor remarked, his mouth still hungry, placing little kisses on one of her hands he’d captured in his own.

  “I know just the person.” She looked up at him, her gaze sultry. Then her eyes darted past him to the ceiling. “Oh wow, it’s snowing!” she exclaimed.

  Trevor looked over his shoulder and saw that, yes, it was snowing quite heavily outside. The weather must have just gotten cold even to turn from rain to snow at times.

  Thick flakes of white crystals breezed over and around the roof, moving in little flurries and casting pale shadows on the ground around them.

  It wasn’t until he felt Petra getting up that he turned back to her. He made to get off, but she firmly poked a hand into his chest, pushing Trevor down onto the lounger as she got on top.

  Trevor didn’t respond as she looked him over from head to toe. Then, when she tried to yank his jeans away, they got caught on his foot, and he wiggled it until they dropped heavily to the floor.

  “Damn, I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” she said, busying herself as she pulled his cock free of his underwear, the same hunger he felt for her mirrored in her eyes.

  “How long exactly?” Trevor couldn’t help asking.

  “That’s for me to know and you to wonder,” she said, looking more confident than he’d ever seen her, beautiful form glowing in the winter light as she crawled onto the couch with him.

  I knew I wanted you from the second I saw you, Trevor thought to himself, wishing for a second she could hear his thoughts someti
mes.

  So he’d just have to show her how much he wanted her instead.

  And that sounded just about perfect.

  Chapter 14

  Petra felt more alive than she’d ever been in her entire life as she moved on top of the now-naked Trevor, who was watching her in anticipation as she straddled his legs.

  Even the muscles there, pressing against her skin wherever he touched, had a way of lighting up her insides.

  She looked down to his thick cock, remembering exactly how incredible it had felt last time, and her mouth watered.

  Trevor reached out, grabbing her lightly by the hips and pulling her into his lap as he sat up. For a moment, the feel of her skin on his, the feel of her own heart hammering against his chest as his pecs brushed her breasts, was almost too overwhelming to bear.

  That and the fact that she was still dripping wet even after he’d made a point of licking her senseless down there.

  His hard length pressing against her wasn’t helping either.

  “You overwhelm me, Petra,” Trevor said, holding her for just a second longer, drawing out the tension between them that would not be sated until they came together.

  “You overwhelm me too,” she said, moving back just enough that she could look at his face in the ethereal blue light from the see-through ceiling above them. It was like they were outside, the scent of fresh greenery around them mixed with sex and pure want. The sky sprawled on forever, snow twinkling like frozen stars above them.

  And his face. God, that face. The light only accentuated the fullness of his lips with the sculpted cupid’s bow on the top. His mouth was still glistening slightly, and Petra couldn’t resist placing a kiss at the corner, tasting herself and the memory of the things that he alone made her feel when they were together like this.

  Then Trevor’s mouth turned up in a rakish smile, and she listened with her body as his hand moved down her hip, then to the apex of her thighs.

  “You’re just irresistible, Petra,” Trevor said, his hand at her entrance, his fingers teasing her lips and then slowly pushing into her.

  Bright lights of sensuous pleasure burst in Petra’s nerves as his fingers stroked over her G-spot, and she found herself moving against his hand, feeling the way her sex clenched around him.

  His golden eyes burned like molten metal as he looked from where his hand met her hip, then back at her. And for a moment, she could swear the swirling orbs went brighter, fiercer, for a split second. But then it was gone, making her wonder if the skylight above them was playing tricks on her eyes.

  By now, Trevor’s fingers were going to make her come any second, and Petra took a deep breath, unable to wait any longer to feel his velvet hardness sheathed deep inside.

  “Are you just having fun, or do you plan to take me?” she whispered, her own voice strange to her, muddled by so many sensations all at once.

  “Both,” he said with a smirk. “But first things first.” He gently pulled his hand away, and to her shock, he lifted his fingers and licked them slowly, watching her with blazing eyes.

  “Oh God, how do you think of things like that?” she exclaimed, her core clenching in anticipation of more of his touch.

  “Who said I’m not just acting on instinct?” His expression when he licked the tip of his pointer finger was of pure lust.

  He wrapped a hand around her, picking her up by her ass with a firm squeeze that sent shocks of pleasure zinging up her spine, then stood up.

  “Well, then you’re saying it’s like you instinctively know how to turn me on,” she exclaimed, surprised when he held her with one hand while at the same time leaning down to his jeans and pulling a condom from his back pocket.

  “I’d have to accuse you of the same thing, then,” he said, bringing them back to the couch. His dick pressed against her belly, and Petra ground her hips forward, wanting just a taste of it against her clit.

  When he moved to put her back down, though, she shook a finger at him, and he stopped immediately.

  “Other way around,” she said, and he grinned widely as he sat down, allowing her on his lap again.

  She took the condom out of his hand and tore it open, then slowly wrapped it over the entirety of his length.

  Damn, every inch of him felt amazing.

  But not as good as it felt inside her.

  Trevor made no protest, watching quietly as she positioned herself over his tip. Even as he remained unmoving, she could feel the strength of his muscles, could sense the intense way he looked her over.

  She knew, with his size and muscle, there wasn’t anything in the world he couldn’t do if he wanted. So seeing such restraint, such patience to let her take control if she wanted, only made her fall a little more in love with him.

  For just a moment longer, she lingered, enjoying the way the muscle in his jaw ticked. The airy, comfortable room spread out in every direction around them, and for a moment, it felt like they were the only two people on the planet.

  Then she took him inside her, and Petra had to bite her lip just to distract from the incredible stretching, filling sensation of his cock.

  By the time he was completely inside, both of their expressions were strained, and Petra swore under her breath at just how good it felt.

  “Beautiful,” Trevor said. At first, Petra looked up, assuming he was admiring the sky, but he placed his thumb on her chin and pulled her back down to look at him. “I meant you, gorgeous.”

  “Oh,” she exclaimed, too distracted by his face and his cock and the way his expression softened looking at her to be able to process everything all at once.

  And when she began to move, slowly lifting, then thrusting down again just as he almost left her completely, her fingers started to tingle, and her legs trembled from the spent effort. But Trevor didn’t rush, instead moving a stray lock of hair out of the way of her face, then taking her mouth with his.

  She closed her eyes into the feel of him surrounding her even as she continued to slide over his slick shaft. His tongue teased at her entrance, and she opened her mouth, his tongue sliding in and meeting hers just as his cock entered her.

  Petra’s entire body went hot, so turned on all she could do was lean deeper into the powerful need she felt. She began to ride him faster, pumping her hips to meet his even as he tongue-fucked every corner of her mouth while she did it.

  She couldn’t help the muffled moans escaping her throat even as he filled her so completely she almost forgot how to breathe.

  When he pulled away, she took in air.

  “Harder,” she said with a gasp, and suddenly, Trevor’s hands were on her hips, lifting her as he thrust inside, making her scream from the nearness of going over the edge.

  But she didn’t.

  At least not yet.

  She continued to do her part, meeting him halfway. But the further they went, the more she became lost in the powerful way his body moved to bring them both together, taking the effort from her so she could just free-fall into pleasure.

  And even as he filled her to the brim from the inside out, he wrapped a hand behind her neck, coming forward and taking her mouth again with his.

  God, what I would do to have this forever, Petra thought to herself, her tongue yielding to his as he devoured her with his kisses.

  It was all she could do to place both her hands firmly on the couch at her sides, stabilizing herself slightly, as he didn’t let up for even a second. But even on top, she never felt out of control or unsteady or unsafe.

  She felt only the opposite of those things.

  Safe. Wanted. Cared for.

  “Hold it just a little longer,” Trevor said as he pulled away, watching her expression as one more thrust took Petra so close to the edge the muscles in her arms and legs strained from the effort.

  “Okay.” She panted. “I will.”

  By this point, she wasn’t doing anything—except letting Trevor push her so high she didn’t know where the floor or ceiling were for a moment.
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  His expression was tight as he continued to pump into her.

  Petra’s entire body clenched each time he thrust in and begged for more every time he slipped out.

  Above them, the snow continued to fall in heavy wafts. Beneath her, Trevor’s pecs were tensing and releasing as he carried them both toward one final orgasmic climax.

  Petra mustered all her strength and met him one last time, his dick stroking over her G-spot with just the right amount of pressure that it became impossible to wait any longer.

  “Perfect,” Trevor said, though the words sounded underwater to Petra.

  She came instantly, and she felt Trevor’s arms wrapped around her back, pulling them chest to chest as an incredible release burned through her insides. A split second later, the sensation of Trevor’s throbbing cock as he came too only made her orgasm harder.

  Trevor cursed, biting her shoulder with just enough force she wondered if it would leave a hickey, even though she could only barely feel it through the haze of orgasm.

  She looked forward to checking that out later, though.

  By the time they were both finished, Petra found her lungs wheezing for air. And even though Trevor’s tanned, ripped body glowed from the exertion, he just watched as she regained composure.

  God, how was that even possible when he was still hard and inside her?

  Trevor moved to let her off of him, but she stayed a moment longer, wanting to draw it out, not wanting this magical winter night to end.

  She could feel Trevor’s smile as he hugged her close, and she felt his lips move before his words reached her ear.

  “Stay the weekend.”

  She sat up a little, surprised by what he said.

  Bad idea, though. The sudden motion only rocked his length inside her slightly, making her ache for another round.

  God, how did this man do this to her?

  “What did you say?” It was so hard to think after so much pleasure.