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whispered.
    “What?” Benni didn’t understand how he could know that.
    “Red One thought she had us pinned down over there,” he explained. “It’ll take her a minute to figure out where we went, and then she has to cross the room to follow us. Assuming she doesn’t just sit over there and wait for us to stick our heads out.”
    With one arm stretched over their heads, they caught themselves against the far wall. Looking at her partner, Benni got the urge to up the ante on their other game.
    “Let her wait.”
    Walking her body around with her hands, she rotated so that she was the one hovering full-length over him. Instead of closing the distance, she left that tiny sliver of space between them.
    “These jumpsuits only open in the back,” she said with a pout.
    “True.” There was a smile in his voice.
    “I guess we’ll have to work with what we’ve got.”
    Reaching down, she cupped him through the suit. At some point, his cock had relaxed into a state of semi-arousal, but she was pleased to feel it leap to attention beneath her palm. She let go of the wall so that only her grip on his cock—that one point of contact between them—kept them together. All kinds of taunts and naughty talk filled her head, but she bit her lip. Just like in the bathroom at the club, they had to keep quiet. Except now he was the one who’d have to smother sounds of pleasure.
    Blindly, Benni found the head of his erection. Cradled in her palm, the hard crown was an indistinct knob beneath the thick material of his suit. Using two fingers, she then traced the length of his shaft until she found the bloated bulge of his balls underneath. She gave them a good squeeze.
    “Benni.” He hissed her name in warning.
    Something wicked and sweet infused her, like drowning in dark chocolate. Turnabout was fair play, so she went with her impulse. Pressing her laser pistol to his lips like a silencing finger, she hushed him as she stroked back up his cock. The whites of his eyes cut through the darkness.
    Although she desperately wanted to touch his naked skin and encircle all that virile male flesh in her bare hand, she did what she could to torment him. Benni massaged and pumped his dick up and down through the cloth, raking her nails over the fabric like she’d tear him apart. Beneath her, Varion choked out a moan and bucked his hips. Sensing the tension in his body, she knew it wouldn’t take much more to have him coming in his pants in long, hot, forbidden pulses. She was tempted, oh so tempted, to do just that. Then his eyes widened with what looked like surprise, and she realized she’d missed her chance.
    He grunted when she used his stiff member as a springboard, and his first shot missed the mark. Pushing into a spin, though, Benni flipped herself over and tagged Red One in the same instant Varion took a fatal blow. Their opponent tried to dodge behind an asteroid the second she recovered, but it was too late. While Benni’s next shot only grazed the woman’s thigh, Varion’s aim was perfect. With that last blast, he took out Red One, making them the winners.
    Laughing in triumph, Benni gave him a smack on the lips just as the asteroid belt dissolved and they were lowered gently to the floor by the restored gravity.
    “Nice shot.” Again she wondered where he’d learned to shoot like that. There was so much about her Multan she didn’t know—so much she wanted to know.
    The two of them definitely had some unfinished business to attend to.

Chapter 3
    Celebration
    When they got back to his place, Varion practically tripped over his erection getting through the front door of his apartment. After all the sexual teasing at the tag game, he needed inside Benni, and he needed inside her now. He couldn’t even wait long enough to make it up to the bed in the loft. Kicking the door closed behind them, he dragged her back into his arms so that the top of her buttocks nestled his erection.
    “Crazy woman.” He stripped her