finish her question, he
turned her on the bed, lifted her body so she balanced on her hands and knees,
her head hanging low and confusion filling her. Then Felix crouched behind her,
ran his hand over her buttocks then slipped it between her legs to play with
her heated flesh. He thumbed her clit and sent jolts of pleasure through her.
She clenched her butt muscles, wanting to hold the wonderful sensations, the
heat and the excitement of his attentions.
The anticipation.
He pushed a finger—no, two fingers
inside her core, but that didn’t dissipate the desire trembling within her, the
sensual fire flickering through her veins. “Felix, please. I need your cock
inside me, filling me. Please.”
“As the lady desires,” he purred. “And
since that’s what I want too…” He drifted off, the pause a meaningful one
filled with promise.
She felt him position himself behind her,
felt the prod of his cock and then he was sliding deeply into her body. Her
sheath fluttered at the rasp of intrusion. She gasped and rocked back, driving
him deeper still. So good, so damn good, especially when he curled his chest
over her back.
He whispered a rush of hot erotic words
against the rim of her ear. “You feel amazing. Hot and wet. Tight.” His mouth
latched onto her neck and his tongue darted out, rough and slightly abrasive
against her sensitive skin. All the time his hard flesh invaded her, and her
stomach went all fluttery, a coil of pleasure building, building, building.
She was wet with want now, her stomach
muscles clenched tight as she shuddered and shook, lost in a sensual haze.
His hands roamed her body, he nipped her
neck again—and a burst of heat and pressure rampaged through her.
It became too much, not enough. She writhed
against him, a fine sheen of sweat coating her body. He gripped her firmly, his
fingernails digging into her to the point of pain, driving her. Driving her.
Then the tension detonated into an explosion
that made her breath catch before emerging with a cry of delight.
“Felix!” Casey sobbed out his name as she
came around his cock.
It seemed to be the signal he was waiting
for because he slammed into her even harder than before. He roared out her name
and collapsed on top of her, his heart pounding against her back at an impossibly
fast pace. For an instant he stilled, then he separated their bodies, leaving
her bereft.
Tears sprang to eyes that had watered like
taps all day. Should be used to it—the physical rejection, being alone. As
squadron leader, her work was solitary until a mission, when it was her job to
make sure everything went according to plan. Then it was back to being alone
again, isolated because of her position. Scurvy space pirates , she
should be used to emotional segregation.
Her earlier panic returned in a giant wave.
Not good enough. She couldn’t be, otherwise the general wouldn’t want to change
her. Give her an “upgrade”.
Not good enough. Not good enough.
“Hey, why the frown?” Felix tugged her back
into his arms and covered them both with a blanket.
A tremor of relief slid through her, so
strong she barely restrained a groan to go with the shiver, and she clutched
his shoulders, burrowed against his chest and soaked up his warmth. A man who didn’t
know her at all showed her more caring, more tenderness than her family had
ever given her—apart from her aunt.
She pressed a kiss to Felix’s chest,
needing to show her gratitude. She couldn’t tell him anything, not when he was
a stranger, but hopefully, if she succumbed to parental pressure—like she knew
she would—she would remember the one man who’d treated her kindly, had made her
feel worthy.
A second kiss escaped her lips and hit him
to the right of his nipple.
“Sleep now, sweetheart. We have a busy day
tomorrow.”
They did? Her eyes fluttered closed, and
she let herself drift on the cloud of contentment that came with being in Felix’s
arms.
Best capture fantasy ever.
* * *
turned her on the bed, lifted her body so she balanced on her hands and knees,
her head hanging low and confusion filling her. Then Felix crouched behind her,
ran his hand over her buttocks then slipped it between her legs to play with
her heated flesh. He thumbed her clit and sent jolts of pleasure through her.
She clenched her butt muscles, wanting to hold the wonderful sensations, the
heat and the excitement of his attentions.
The anticipation.
He pushed a finger—no, two fingers
inside her core, but that didn’t dissipate the desire trembling within her, the
sensual fire flickering through her veins. “Felix, please. I need your cock
inside me, filling me. Please.”
“As the lady desires,” he purred. “And
since that’s what I want too…” He drifted off, the pause a meaningful one
filled with promise.
She felt him position himself behind her,
felt the prod of his cock and then he was sliding deeply into her body. Her
sheath fluttered at the rasp of intrusion. She gasped and rocked back, driving
him deeper still. So good, so damn good, especially when he curled his chest
over her back.
He whispered a rush of hot erotic words
against the rim of her ear. “You feel amazing. Hot and wet. Tight.” His mouth
latched onto her neck and his tongue darted out, rough and slightly abrasive
against her sensitive skin. All the time his hard flesh invaded her, and her
stomach went all fluttery, a coil of pleasure building, building, building.
She was wet with want now, her stomach
muscles clenched tight as she shuddered and shook, lost in a sensual haze.
His hands roamed her body, he nipped her
neck again—and a burst of heat and pressure rampaged through her.
It became too much, not enough. She writhed
against him, a fine sheen of sweat coating her body. He gripped her firmly, his
fingernails digging into her to the point of pain, driving her. Driving her.
Then the tension detonated into an explosion
that made her breath catch before emerging with a cry of delight.
“Felix!” Casey sobbed out his name as she
came around his cock.
It seemed to be the signal he was waiting
for because he slammed into her even harder than before. He roared out her name
and collapsed on top of her, his heart pounding against her back at an impossibly
fast pace. For an instant he stilled, then he separated their bodies, leaving
her bereft.
Tears sprang to eyes that had watered like
taps all day. Should be used to it—the physical rejection, being alone. As
squadron leader, her work was solitary until a mission, when it was her job to
make sure everything went according to plan. Then it was back to being alone
again, isolated because of her position. Scurvy space pirates , she
should be used to emotional segregation.
Her earlier panic returned in a giant wave.
Not good enough. She couldn’t be, otherwise the general wouldn’t want to change
her. Give her an “upgrade”.
Not good enough. Not good enough.
“Hey, why the frown?” Felix tugged her back
into his arms and covered them both with a blanket.
A tremor of relief slid through her, so
strong she barely restrained a groan to go with the shiver, and she clutched
his shoulders, burrowed against his chest and soaked up his warmth. A man who didn’t
know her at all showed her more caring, more tenderness than her family had
ever given her—apart from her aunt.
She pressed a kiss to Felix’s chest,
needing to show her gratitude. She couldn’t tell him anything, not when he was
a stranger, but hopefully, if she succumbed to parental pressure—like she knew
she would—she would remember the one man who’d treated her kindly, had made her
feel worthy.
A second kiss escaped her lips and hit him
to the right of his nipple.
“Sleep now, sweetheart. We have a busy day
tomorrow.”
They did? Her eyes fluttered closed, and
she let herself drift on the cloud of contentment that came with being in Felix’s
arms.
Best capture fantasy ever.
* * *
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