Nyomi snickered and opened the bottle of sake. "Well. . .that was worth it."
She took a sip and handed it to me. "Would you like some, Mr. Dragon?"
Smirking, I took it. "I would."
"Don't drink it all up." Hiro rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. "We should put a mural up here. Something. . .beautiful and artsy."
I lifted the bottle and took a slow sip, while still watching my Tiger over the rim.
She was breathtaking to take in—hips angled, fingers loose at her side, the faint sheen of sake already glossing her lips.
I swallowed.
Too slowly.
The burn of sake sat low in my chest, but it was nothing compared to the heat building under my skin.
Later, Tora. I'll have you riding my cock.
The vision hit me.
Nyomi, completely naked, straddled my lap.
Her full breasts swayed hypnotically at eye level with those dark nipples pebbled tight against the cool air, begging for my mouth.
Her long braids spilled over her shoulders in dark silk and copper curls. Her palms pressed hot and flat against my chest as she rose, thighs flexing, taking her sweet time sliding that wet pussy back down on my cock.
When she finally sank fully onto me, a broken, breathless moan tore from her throat, vibrating through where our bodies joined.
Calm down.
My cock didn’t listen. It started to get hard.
I lowered the sake bottle and cleared my throat.
"What kind of art, Hiro?" Nyomi tilted her head back, studying the ceiling like she was already seeing it.
"Something with movement." Hiro crossed his ankles. "Dragons. Water. Maybe a naked woman."
"Why a woman?"
"Why not a woman. Women are the best subject matter. They've been keeping painters employed for centuries."
She laughed. "You want a naked woman on the ceiling?"
"I want tasteful nudity onourceiling."
I handed the sake bottle back to Nyomi.
Carrying the bottle, Nyomi climbed onto the bed and settled beside Hiro. She tucked her legs under her thighs. Those sexy braids fell over one shoulder.
She looked so goddamn captivating.
All mine.
I pulled my shirt over my head and let it fall on the floor.
Then, I felt her eyes before I saw them. The way the room's temperature shifted slightly as her attention landed on my chest, traveled down to my cock, and then returned up to take in my chest some more.
