Mr. H and His Dragon

Mr. H and His Dragon

Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

We find out what Mr. H wants to say in this final short of Mr. H, the Dragon Warrior, and Ms. Awoken...

Summary

We find out what Mr. H wants to say in this final short of Mr. H, the Dragon Warrior, and Ms. Awoken...

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Submitted: May 22, 2017

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Submitted: May 22, 2017

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Mr. H and His Dragon 

 

"Mr. H? Wha- what are you doing here?" I'm baffled on why he would come all the way across town to my hodunk of an apartment to talk. He has to know I wouldn't go to HR about that kiss. I mean that kiss earlier today was... wow! But I'm his employee. Nothing special. He's my boss. Mr. H is so far out of my league, I know it was just a slip on his part.  

But Mr. H., God, what does the H even stand for? This is torture. Hours after work and he still looks hot. Still in a suit. Not a hair out of place. I wish he wanted me as much as I want him. 

"Hheelloo!" I hear shouting but it seems so far away. Mr. H has a weird look on his face. Can he hear the voice in my head? Shit! I really am crazy!  

"Were you on the phone?" Mr. H kneels down and picks up the phone I completely forgot about.  

"Oh God, Dana." I snatch the phone from Mr. H and begin to apologize to Dana. "Girl, I'm so sorry, I dropped the phone and.. and," Mr. H moves so close to me I can feel his breath on my face. He takes the phone away and proceeds to talk on it. 

"Dana, Stephanie's a little preoccupied at the moment. She's going to have to call you back." He pulls the phone away from his ear and I hear the beep of the phone disconnecting. I should probably say something, but I can't seem to pick my jaw up off the floor. 

"M-" Is all I can get out because he has me pinned against my front door. Not just his body caging me in, but his mouth on mine. Again. Have the stars aligned in my favor because this day has gone from bad to extremely impossible. 

His kiss is nothing like the kiss from earlier. It's more animalistic. Like he can't get enough of me. He pushes against me and I feel is hard body on mine. I feel his hard length fighting to break free and attack.  

Me. 

Mr. H. 

In my apartment. 

Kissing. 

He moves from my mouth and starts down my neck. His hands are everywhere. My arms. My breasts. My ass. And all I do is tilt my head back and rest my hands on his chest. I'm definitely not going to stop him. I hope this isn't another dream. 

"Oh.. Ahh." I moan as his mouth latches on to one nipple through my blouse. Fuck it, my hands are moving. I'm not going to just stand here while that dragon is trying to get me. My hands grab at his air, messing it up real good. 

His mouth moves to my other breast and his hands grab the bottom hem of my skirt. And then I hear the tearing of the material of my very expensive skirt. He split it up the middle and let it drop away. He looks up at me and gives me a half smirk. Then his hands are ripping my blouse right off of me. 

"Baby, you're so beautiful." He stands and lifts me up at the waist. "Wrap your legs around me." He's commanding not only in the boardroom it seems. My arms go around his neck and my legs around his waist. He's kissing and we constantly collide with everything in our path. "Bed?" 

"Last... mmm... ohh.... door." His lips are magical, but it's his hands that are working me right now. The grip he has on my ass and the placement of his fingers on the other hand. Oh! I don't know how he's able to hold me, walk us, and grope me at the same time. He's got skills, I'll give him that. 

He kicks the door to my bedroom open and walks us in. I go to let my legs down but his hold gets tighter, preventing me from standing on my own two feet. Instead of heading towards the bed he drops me on my desk in the corner of my bedroom.  

"I don't think the desk is that sturrrrrrdy." Mr. H grabs my nipples and pulls on them. They were hard already from my arousal, but now I could cut a diamond with these suckers. 

My hands are on the buttons of his vest and the buckle of his belt. His hands are pulling my bra up and over my head. I pull at his shirt and buttons go flying. My skirt, his shirt, they're all replaceable. 

Mr. H stands back and looks me over. He has a pleased look about him. A look that tells me this night will change everything. His look gives me the confidence I need to make a move of my own. 

My hands settle on the edge of the desk. I sit up, back straight. I look him in his eyes, my mouth slightly parted and my tongue licking my bottom lip. His breath hitches when I spread my legs slowly, putting on a show for him. His eyes flash and I swear I see red in them, but that can't be. Must be the lust taking over. 

"What are you doing, Stephanie?" Mr. H takes a step closer. 

"Just showing you what I do when I'm all by myself... thinking... about you." I bring my hand up to my breast and massage it slowly. My other hand rubs up and down my inner thigh. "Mmm, baby, you like what you see?" 

He growls out his approval. The feral and untamed noise excites me more. I switch breasts for a moment and trail my fingers down between my legs, joining my other hand at the apex of my thighs. My thumb and forefinger spread my swollen lips apart, putting on display my glistening center. I slide a finger in and gather my sweet nectar, spreading it all over my pussy and stopping at the top where my clit throbs for attention.  

He drops down onto his knees and grabs my hands, pulling them away. He leans in and smells me. He takes in my scent and another growl escapes from the back of his throat. This time it was deeper. The look in his eyes, it's more carnal than I've ever seen in a man. But he's not just a man, he's my dragon warrior. 

His thumbs spread my lips and he flattens his tongue, running it up my center until he reaches my throbbing bundle of nerves. He doesn't lick me though. Instead, he sucks on my clit and I scream. 

"Aaahh fuuuck yes. Please don't stop. Gawd right there. Yeees!" I'm shouting out words at random now. I have no idea what I'm saying. I only know that what he's doing feels phenomenal. I want more. 

I'm about explode in his mouth. That feeling coiling deep inside wants to come out. But he doesn't let it happen. He stops everything and stands. His pants fall to the floor revealing the most beautiful dragon I've ever seen. I must be drooling, in shock maybe. I can't move. 

He stands there looking at me. Licking his lips. Grinning. He steps between my legs and pushes me down on my shaky desk. He lifts my legs up and over his shoulders and positions his dragon between my pussy lips. This cannot be a dream. Please don't let it be a dream. 

"There's no going back after this. Once I do this... your pussy belongs to me and my cock is yours for the taking." I can't speak so I nod my submission. 

It's like something broke inside me. This euphoric sensation is taking over me as he thrusts deep inside me. I'm stretching to my limits bordering on pain he's so big, but I don't want him to stop. He can't stop.  

He growls loudly and closes his eyes once he's in all the way. I feel his balls resting on my ass and then... then he moves. Fast. Hard. Deep. Never in my life could a dream compare to the real thing and I got the real thing right here. 

"Yeeesss!" I'm shouting. My voice cracks on the next word. My mouth opens but I can't scream anymore. My eyes roll into the back of my head. My hands gripping the desk. In and out. Hard and deep. "I... I... oh yes..." I'm struggling to breathe it feels so good.  

"Give it to me baby. Cum all over my hard cock. Cum with me." He demands and my body responds. My inner muscles clench rhythmically around his dragon. And that's all it takes, he's releasing inside me. He floods my inner walls and I can't hold back anymore. I'm exploding, stars in my eyes. I'm falling. We're falling together.  

Literally. 

My desk breaks on his last thrust and we fall to the floor. I don't know how, but he manages to flip us, him on bottom and me on top. He's still inside me. His dragon twitching the last little bit of fire. I look down at his face and he's looking at me.  

"Oh my God! Are you okay?" I struggle to get up because he's holding me down. I can't believe what just happened. I don't even care about the desk. 

"I'm fine. Better than fine." He's moving us off the floor. He looks down at the destruction of my desk and starts to laugh. Not just a laugh or a chuckle, but a good, deep, belly rumbling laugh. What can I do, but join in. We just had earth shattering sex that broke my desk. So I laugh too. 

I have a feeling that this is only the beginning of me and Mr. H. 


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