"What do you need, Jahni?" he whispered. "Do you want my cock inside you?"
"Yes," she whimpered. "I want that very much."
He growled and took her mouth almost savagely. She kissed him back, letting her tongue duel with his.
He moved his hand between their torsos and undid the front of her body suit. His hand slipped inside to cup one of her breasts. The nipple hardened under the touch of his fingers, sending a sharp pang of need right to her clit. She pulled her mouth from his to urge him on. "Yes, more, more."
He pushed the suit off her shoulders, baring her breasts and trapping her arms against her sides. She held her breath as he examined her. "Beautiful," he said, cupping her breasts in his hands. She exhaled shakily as he teased her nipples to aching hardness. "Kiss them," she ordered in a hoarse voice.
He laughed and lowered his head to take the tip of one into his mouth, running his tongue over the hardened peak. The sensations spiraling through her increased. She struggled to free her arms, but couldn't get her hands through the cuffs of her suit. "I want to touch you," she said.
He looked at her and a slow smile spread across his face. "Not yet. I think I like having you helpless right now. I suspect that's not the usual state of things for you."
She groaned as his mouth moved to her other breast, closing on the nipple to suck on it. Unable to move her hands, she wrapped one leg around his hips and ground her yoni against his leg. If he didn't touch her there soon, she thought she might die of need.
"Erok," she panted. "I need..."
He cupped her ass and pulled her against him. "Is this what you need?"
"Yes, now."
He laughed hoarsely and picked her up in his arms. "You are a bossy one, aren't you?"
She felt a blush steal over her face. What had gotten into her? She'd never been this demanding of a lover before. There was something about this man that released all her inhibitions.
He laid her on the bunk and removed her boots. Her arms were still trapped and she ground her teeth. "Get this body suit off me."
His grin was positively wicked. "All in good time, love."
He removed his own clothing first, baring a sculpted chest with a matt of curly blond hair on it. When he sat on the edge of the bunk to remove his shoes, she let her gaze roam over his broad shoulders and strong back. Finally he stood and removed his pants. His upper torso was several shades darker than the rest of his skin. Golden hairs covered his arms and legs, unlike the smooth skin of the Mhajavi men she'd known. He was beautifully built, though. His buttocks were tight, his legs long and well-muscled. When he turned, she caught her breath at the sight of his fully erect shaft. The muscles in her yoni clenched with the need to have him inside her.
"Erok..."
"Yes, Jahni?" He lay beside her, one hand supporting his head as the other one played with her breasts.
She swore under her breath. "You know what I want."
He kissed her lightly. "I do, and I think you've waited long enough."
When he unfastened the cuffs and pulled her arms out of her sleeves, she grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to hers for a long, wet kiss. She ran her hands over his shoulders and back, enjoying the feel of sleek skin over hard muscle.
When the kiss ended, he proceeded to strip the body suit off her, nibbling and licking her sensitized skin as he went. Her stomach, her hips, her thighs and calf, her instep. Every inch of her skin seemed to ache for his touch, most of all the aching core between her legs.
He parted her thighs and lay between them, and finally, oh blessed universe, finally he touched her mound and her hips bucked. His finger traced her slit, spreading her juices. When he grazed her distended clit, her breath caught. He lowered his head and kissed her, his whiskers abrading her skin. The rasp of it sent her higher, and she clutched the sheets with both fists. The touch of his tongue on her clit was all it took to propel her over the edge, into a gasping, panting climax.
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