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thumbs in a constant rhythm.
    He felt the tension build in her,
felt her excitement escalate. Her breathing deepened and her lips went lax. She
laid her head on his shoulder and put both arms around him. She was nearing her
peak and he wanted to join her, to peel the jeans from her long legs and drive
his cock into her hot wetness.
    He shook and his knees grew weak
at the mental image of fucking Kerry, but he managed to restrain himself. Kerry
needed this as a gradual acceptance of their intimacy. If he tried to do more,
the interruption might make her think twice about letting a stranger touch her
like this, and she might refuse any further closeness. Without physical
intimacy, he had little chance of convincing Kerry to travel to another
dimension and marry him.
    When
her rhythm increased and little noises escaped her throat, Myghal knew it was
almost time. He gentled the pressure of his thumbs, making her move into him
harder. With only a few more strokes, her hips bucked and he felt her hands
fist in the material of his tunic. She moaned, one long, low vibration that
sounded like the sweetest music he’d ever heard and almost did him in, then her
body went limp against him. He removed one hand and put his arm around her,
caressing the long hank of hair down her back while his other thumb continued
to massage the tender spot.
    Gradually,
her hands released his tunic, but she didn’t move from his embrace. After a few
moments, she cleared her throat.
    “I-I’m
sorry, I don’t know what—”
    “Shhh, don’t be sorry,” he said
soothingly. “I only wanted to make you feel good.”
    She
laughed, but it was a small sound and almost ended on a sob. She did pull away
from him, then, wiping her eyes, but not meeting his. “It did feel good,
Myghal. But I don’t know why I let you do that. Especially here, in the middle
of the day. Oh, my God, anybody could have walked in.”
    “But
they didn’t,” he said and brushed strands of hair from her face. He placed a
finger under her chin, compelling her to look at him. Her blue eyes were
luminous with tears and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He was relieved
to find no regret in her warm gaze.
    She drew away from his touch and
stood, a hand on her desk until she was steady. He was still kneeling and his
face was now in an interesting location. If she were naked, he could have
buried his tongue in her pussy easily. She seemed to suddenly become aware of
this and her eyes grew wide. She stepped around and away from him.
    He
pushed himself to his feet with difficulty. His stiff cock made maneuvering a
challenge if he didn’t want to hurt himself. His weakened knees threatened to
buckle, and, like Kerry, he used the desk for support until he was sure he
could stand and walk.
    “I have
to go…” She waved in the general direction of the restroom. “I—” Then she
kissed him, quickly, but with meaning. “I owe you one.”
    Then
she was gone. He was almost in pain from the hard-on, but he grinned. He had
Kerry’s promise to take care of that problem. He just didn’t know when.

Chapter Six
    Out of embarrassment, Kerry spent
the rest of the day putting as much distance between Myghal and herself as she
could. He seemed to understand because he spent most of the afternoon outside,
rearranging the plants out there. Every once in a while he caught her watching
him, but he only smiled that incredibly sexy smile, all-knowing but not
arrogant, as if they shared a secret no one else in the world could share.
    She supposed that was true. No
one else could know about what he’d done to her that afternoon in her office
chair, that he’d given her the most intense orgasm she’d ever felt. Or perhaps
it just seemed that way because it was him. Didn’t sex seem better when it was
with someone you felt an incredible connection to?
    Not if
you’d just met that someone a few hours ago.
    But she
had just met Myghal that morning, and she did feel an inexplicable connection
to