CodenameAutumn by Aubrey Ross Page A

and turned to Autumn. “I must leave. Kiss me goodbye.”
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and parted her lips for
his tongue. Frustrated by the armor separating them, she kissed him with more
passion than she’d intended, boldly rubbing herself against his thigh.
    “God, woman, you’ve bewitched me!” He ripped the front of
her shirt open and bent her over his arm, sucking her breasts with noisy gusto.
She gasped and wiggled, clasping the back of his head. “I can’t get enough of
you.”
    He suddenly turned her toward the back of a nearby sofa and
bent her over the high cushions. “Wait, love.” She struggled a little, wishing
there were another way. “Let’s go to my room.” She twisted so she could see
what he was doing. How was he going to take her dressed in armor?
    “No time.” He frantically unbuckled the section of his armor
covering his crotch and dropped the alloy cup to the floor. Then he opened the
front of his pants and freed his erection. “I need that hot, wet pussy right
now.”
    He turned her back around, unfastened her pants and
unceremoniously tugged them down around her knees. Pulse pounding in her ears,
Autumn bent forward, contouring her body to the arch of the couch. His thigh
plates felt cool and strange against her bare behind, but the thick thrust of
his cock was blissfully familiar. He grasped her hips and pulled her higher,
onto the balls of her feet. Her sharp cry didn’t need to be faked. His hot
shaft stretched her inner muscles, driving deeper and deeper until he had no more
to give.
    “So fucking tight.” He groaned loudly. Then to her surprise,
he slipped his hand between her body and the couch, lightly cupping her mound.
“Come for me. I love the way you squeeze me when you come.”
    His fingers parted and searched, finding her clit. She’d
expected a quick show for the benefit of the others, undeniable proof that she
was his. Instead, he rubbed her with focused determination, and her body
surrendered to his demand. Warm cream bathed his cock and sensations swirled
through her pussy, following the circular motion of his finger.
    “Don’t be shy,” he reminded her. “Let me hear how much you
want this.”
    She tossed her head and pushed back against him, making more
room for his hand. “Yes! Right there. Oh God that feels good.” He pulled back
then slid deep. His languid movements drew another cry from her throat.
“Please, fuck me hard.”
    “Come now if you want it hard.”
    She closed her eyes, blocking out the fascinated stares and
envious gazes watching their every move. It was just Ra’jen touching her,
making her senses sing. Her inner muscles tightened and the sensations wound.
Then he squeezed her clit and she screamed his name, coming hard around his
thrusting cock.
    His hand moved back to her hip and he adjusted the angle of
her body, allowing him to shuttle smoothly in and out. She cried out with each
thrust, lost to everything but Ra’jen.
    He pulled her feet off the floor and buried himself inside
her, releasing his seed with a strangled cry. His armor rattled as the spasms
shuddered through him. He held her for a long, silent moment. Everyone in the
room seemed afraid to breathe. Then he slowly withdrew and tucked his cock away
as if this happened every day.
    Turning her to face him, he kissed her deeply and his hand
slipped between her thighs. “I want my scent on you when I return.” He coated
her nipples with his come, his gaze burning into hers. “You are mine. Never
forget it.”
    She touched his face and smiled, unashamed of her disheveled
appearance. “I miss you already.”
    He pulled her pants up and closed her shirt over her breasts.
She picked up the alloy cup and buckled it back into place. Then they paused
for one final kiss before he turned and walked away. Tingling with aftershocks,
she watched him leave the embassy.
    “How the hell did you accomplish that in one night?”
Belietta demanded with equal parts anger and