weight balanced. His mouth trailed a warm, seductive path
along her neck. “Hmm…”
She quivered, excitement mixed with panic spiking through her
body.
“This works better if you spread your legs.”
At first she didn’t register the suggestion, nor did she realize she
had her thighs pressed tightly together. She wasn’t resistant as much
as intimidated. The idea of the latter bothered her. He was right.
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Hadn’t she risked her life, her craft, and beat the odds just hours ago?
Hadn’t she faced him down and made her own choice: a choice she
still agreed with since it impacted her career in the least harmful way?
She could do this. If she was sure of one thing in her life, she
knew she wasn’t a coward.
Peyton took a deep breath and opened her thighs. Wide. Her
fingers clenched in the sheets but otherwise, she lay acquiescent and
docile. To her surprise, he didn’t position himself at once but instead
went on with his leisurely attention to her neck, moving upward now
and then to kiss her lips again. It was different each time, sometimes
fervent and demanding, then soft and intimate. Gallico lingered over
her mouth as if she wasn’t spread-eagled below him, tasting, rubbing
his tongue against hers, coaxing an unexpected response from her
wayward body. She barely noticed when he shifted position and the
tip of his cock touched her, nudging her pussy, testing the pliant
opening.
“How do you like it?” he whispered in her ear.
“Like what?” she countered, hardly able to breathe after the last
mesmerizing kiss.
He actually laughed. Commander Gallico laughed. He said, “Sex,
Peyton. How do you like it? Fast and hard? Slow and soft? I’m not
alone in this bed and no matter the circumstances, I’m not a selfish
lover.”
“I don’t, sir.”
“You don’t what?”
She shrugged. “Like it any particular way. I’m not sure I like it at
all.”
Uh-oh . More honesty than she intended.
He lifted his head and stared at her intently. His eyes had taken on
a smoky warm color unlike his glacial reputation. “Why not?”
Well, she’d opened her mouth, so she might as well tell the truth.
“I’ve only done it twice. It wasn’t particularly a pleasant experience
either time. I told you earlier that I—”
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“Were you forced? I want his name. Did he hurt you?” In an
instant the ruthless commander was back.
Now she was embarrassed. This wasn’t supposed to be about her
lackluster love life. This was about sex, pure and simple. “No, not
really, and his name doesn’t matter. I just didn’t think it was all that
spectacular. I see you read the old earth author Shakespeare. Let’s just
say I could quote him. Much Ado About Nothing .”
He touched his finger to her lower lip. Just a brush, but it made
her stomach clench in an odd way. “Damn, if I don’t like anything
better than a challenge, Lieutenant. I warn you, if you want to test me
like this, you might find walking difficult for the next thirty days.”
From the sheer size of his stiff cock, she was worried about that
anyway. He penetrated her a little, and she took in a deep breath at the
incredible stretching sensation. “Whatever you wish, sir.”
“You’re wet. Your body likes this. And it only gets better.” He
nudged again, just a little deeper.
“If you say so.” She had no idea if he was right or not. All she
knew was her hips tilted up of their own accord to ease his entry.
Muscular thighs pushed her legs so wide she felt vulnerable like never
before in her life.
This morning she’d been ready to sacrifice her life. She had a
fateful feeling she was taking even a bigger risk at this moment.
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Chapter 3
If you say so.
Kel couldn’t help but be amused at both the comment and the
slight edge of insolence in her breathless tone.
Peyton wasn’t acquiescent by nature—he knew that by the way
she’d disobeyed
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