Page 60 of Dragon’s Rebel

He thought he wanted to rip it all back off her and make love to her here and now. A surge of desire overtook him, and with it came a surge of power and confidence.

Mine. Forget protocols and proper etiquette. He wanted her with all the force of a dragon. Instinct took over.

He moved closer to her, resting his hands on her waist. The feel of her bare skin under his hands was intoxicating.

“Sexy,” he said. “I’m not going to be able to concentrate on bowling.”

“That’s the plan, Liz—” She broke off. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” he said. It really didn’t hurt this time, to hear her pet name for his dragon. “Seeing you in that outfit is making me feel very… dragony.” He leaned in closer and murmured, “Like I could just drag you off to my lair and ravish you until you scream my name.”

He felt her swallow hard. She said, “If you beat me at bowling, maybe I’ll let you.”

A surge of heat flashed through him. “Really?” He traced the top of her low-slung pants with his finger, and felt her shiver. “Willing to make a bet with me?”

Her voice was husky. “What do you have in mind?”

He let his hand drift up to where her shirt was tied, just under her breasts.

His dick was pressing painfully against the zipper of his jeans.

He said recklessly, “If I win, then I get to do anything I want to you in the bedroom for…” He thought. “An hour.”

He could smell her arousal. He let his hand drift up over her breast, feeling the taut hard nipple. He circled it with his finger, and heard her tiny gasp.

“What do I get if I win?” she asked breathlessly.

“You get to do anything you want to me in the bedroom. For as long as you want.”

“Notice how both options end up with us in the bedroom,” she pointed out.

He moved his hand to the other breast. “I noticed that,” he said. “What about it, Thief? Are you in? Or are you afraid of a challenge?”

“Never,” she whispered. “Besides, I have a feeling bowling with a boner is really going to cramp your style.”

She might be right about that.