He closed his eyes, tilting his head back, every stroke of her tongue sending shivers down his spine.
He could taste the sweetness of her own arousal mingling with his own, an intoxicating blend that drove him wild.
She pulled back slightly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Is this what you want, Ye Yang?" she purred, her voice husky with desire.
He groaned, his voice rough, "Yes, more... keep going."
She resumed her ministrations, her tongue swirling around the head of his dragon, teasing him to the brink.
He arched his back, his hands tightening on her hair. He could feel himself nearing his limit, the tension building within him unbearable.
Suddenly, she pulled away, leaving him momentarily breathless. "Almost," she whispered, her eyes locked with his.
She leaned forward again, this time taking him deeper, her mouth engulfing him completely.