fingers, stroked, and she came so hard she saw stars. Her channel
pulsed around his digits, clutching and releasing for long moments until the
spasms tailed off.
“Good girl,” he whispered, and pulled his
fingers from her body.
He lifted her off his knee and placed her
facedown on the bed. “Stay,” he said when she attempted to roll over. “Let me
put something on your backside to take away the heat.”
Too bemused by his actions and wrung out
from the orgasm, she gave up the idea of disobeying because it seemed like too
much effort to fight.
“This will feel cool,” he warned. “But it’ll
take some of the residual sting away.”
She started, despite his warning, the cold salve
a shock against her hot skin. And he was right—the ointment did take away the
heat.
He shifted off the sleep-bed and she turned
her head, curious as to what he was doing now.
Stripping.
His boots thudded onto the dirt floor then
he started working on his shirt. One fastening at a time popped open. Her
breath caught upon seeing his bare chest, the bulge of muscles as he shrugged
off his shirt. Muscles more spectacular than anything she’d imagined when they
were together on the resort beach. The corners of his eyes crinkled, and she
felt an answering grin knock against her lips, ready to come out to play. He
knew she was interested. Scurvy sky pirates , she was more than interested.
Man-deprived soldier that she was.
His hands dropped to the fastening of his
trews. She watched, enthralled, as he revealed more of his body. His hips, his
muscular thighs and long legs, and when he straightened, she got her first
glimpse of his cock.
His erect cock.
“Like what you see?”
Her tongue swiped across her bottom lip,
and her gaze skipped up to his face to find him grinning.
“Casey? Are you going to answer?”
“Yes. I haven’t had sex for so long. Don’t
tease me.”
Interest glinted in his eyes. “How long?”
“Whenever we have furlough, we stop at one
of the pleasure planets. Only droids available there. No men.”
“So you haven’t had sex with a real man for how long?”
“I can’t remember.” And she never would if
the general had anything to do with it.
“What about the men on your squad?”
“It creates problems within the squad.
Discipline. Jealousy. Envy. Problems with the chain of command. Sex screws
everything up.”
Felix nodded and cupped his cock. “Understandable.”
He stroked himself, his gaze on her the entire time.
Casey licked her lips again, and he gave a
soft groan.
“I’m not going to go easy on you this first
time, Casey.”
“That’s okay.” The truth was, even though
she’d come and climaxed hard already, she ached to feel his cock stretching
her. And even more, she craved the feel of him wrapped around her…because no
one touched her anymore. “You won’t hurt me.”
Weirdly, she truly believed he wouldn’t
hurt her. She didn’t know why—it was a gut instinct, and in her line of work, that
aptitude was part of the skill set.
Felix released his cock and crawled onto
the sleep-bed. He pulled her into his arms, and she shivered at the avalanche
of emotions that struck her with brute force. Foremost was the sense of
connection, and tears—those wretched tears—stung her eyes again.
Why? Why did
she have to find this man now when it was too late and everything was about to
change?
Chapter Three
Felix stilled at the sudden tension in her
body. “Have you changed your mind?”
“No!” She gripped his shoulders with talon-like
fingers. “No, I want this. You.”
Instead of answering, Felix pushed her flat
on the mattress and rose over her. With his thigh, he wedged her legs farther
apart and settled into the space he’d created. Her arms wound around his neck,
and she gave a sigh—a happy one, he hoped. Something he’d said or done had
tripped her buttons and caused the unhappiness to cloud her whiskey-brown eyes.
Felix lowered his head and pressed a