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ripped it off, tugging it over his head and tossing it to the ground. His skin bare, he watched her gaze roam over his chest, his hard pectorals, the tattoos of the different legions he’d served with, the scar from the blaster fight on Mars I. Just a typical meathead. Would she hate the way he looked?
    “God, you are gorgeous,” she said breathlessly. “Take your pants off.”
    Guess not. Good. He grinned and began to strip down, though it was harder to get out of uniform. He undressed as she tugged off her bra and slipped her arms out of her own uniform until it piled around her waist, her torso bare.
    As he stepped out of his boxers, his cock sprang free, and he enjoyed her soft intake of breath. Like the rest of his body, his cock was thick, with a heavy crown.
    “You on the pill?” he asked thickly, then almost felt stupid for doing so. Wouldn’t fucking matter in seven days, would it?
    She raised her arm and showed him the small green marker underneath her elbow that told him she was on regulated birth control. “I’m good for another year,” she said, and her mouth twisted bitterly at the thought, as if realizing the irony of it. “Clean, too. But I guess you are as well, if you’re space-worthy. Lucky us.”
    Enough of that. He tugged at her uniform, pulling it from her waist down her legs. Zoey wasn’t the tallest woman he’d been with, her small body curvy rather than long and willowy, but he liked that about her. She was sexy—everything about her was sexy.
    When he’d tugged her clothing off—panties and all, he stared down at her mouthwatering body. Her belly was slightly rounded, her hips moreso. The sight of those rounded hips in her tight regulation jumper had driven him insane for the past two months, her little bottom sashaying up and down the ship, framed by a loose-hanging utility belt that carried her gear. Fucking utility belts. Sexiest—and most frustrating—things he’d ever seen on a woman. Sexiest because they framed a woman’s ass just so, drawing a man’s attention there. Frustrating because if she was wearing one and he was too, that meant she was off limits.
    He crawled over her and onto the bed, noticing with pleasure that her amber eyes followed his every movement. He grasped her thigh and raised her leg high in the air, baring her to him. Her other leg spread wide on the bed and she reached for him with her hands, inviting him down over her body. Needing him. He placed that one foot on his shoulder and grasped his cock, ready to feed it into her.
    He’d tease her with it first, though. Kaden pushed the head into her hot, slick warmth. She was tight around him, gripping him, and he heard her moan of pleasure. Instead of pushing deeper, though, he pulled away and then pushed again, fucking her with only the tip.
    Her hips rolled and she gasped, as if trying to take him deeper. “You tease.”
    “Wanted to make sure that’s what you wanted, Zoey. Not too late to back out now.” And as if to make him a liar, he pushed the head of his cock against her entrance again, then pulled away. Then he slicked it up her sweet, wet folds, rubbing back and forth against the satiny flesh, pushing against her clit.
    She writhed under him. “Please, I need you. Need this.”
    He used her wetness to lubricate his cock head, enjoying the sight of her wet flesh spreading as he pushed through it, and rolled his cock down to her opening again, then pushed, just barely. “You need this?”
    Her hips pushed against him, desperate. That leg on his shoulder was tight with need. “Yes,” she panted. When he didn’t move, her fingers clawed to his dog tags, trying to drag him down over her. “Want you in me, on top of me. Owning me.”
    Ah fuck, he liked the sound of that. He gave her a few inches more, noting with pleasure when she sucked in a breath, her eyes closing, her face tight with ecstasy. “More?” he gritted. He was losing his cool as he pushed into her tight warmth. Her pussy