Peak Energy by Afton Locke Page A

planet was sitting on his desk with her sweet-smelling, sexy legs within stroking and tasting distance? When his mouth was drier than the desert, his heart beat double time and his pants were so tight his fly threatened to bust open?
    “I’m too busy to eat right now,” he claimed. “Don’t you have other deliveries to make?”
    She smoothed back her long, wavy hair. “Oh I have some extra time.”
    Just long enough for a quickie, Jay thought. Did she still wear that belly ring? he wondered. He had to get her off his desk and out of the building before he lost his mind. Then she looked at him for a few long moments without saying anything. Instead of smoldering or coy, her dark eyes looked hurt.
    “Why don’t you want me, Jay?”
    He hadn’t been expecting that. Surprising him even more, she leaned forward, giving him a tempting view of tanned cleavage, and reached out to clasp his ponytail. No one touched his tail, especially not her. The last time she’d done that, she’d pulled his head in close with it to lick her taut, dusky nipples.
    He gently pushed her hand away. “You’re a very desirable woman, Lorna.”
    “But?”
    “I don’t have time for sex,” he claimed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Launching this planet’s new space program takes everything I’ve got and more.”
    She crossed one leg over the over and jiggled her foot. “From what Alysa tells me, Logan multitasks just fine. I must not be your type.”
    Oh she was his type all right. He had a nice hard cock in his pants to prove it.
    “You’re every man’s type. You must have them lined up around the block,” he told her.
    “I know what it is,” she said as she clasped her hands around the knee of her crossed leg. “You must still be embarrassed by that night.”
    Jay remembered that night all too well, the most humiliating of his entire life. In front of a hall of women, televised to a bunch more women, Lorna had seduced him with her mouth to test the planet’s affliction cure , one they’d known all along wouldn’t work. He’d drunk a mug of green goop and Lorna had pulled out his limp cock for all to see. Although the affliction really was cured later, he still couldn’t forget it.
    “We didn’t exactly meet under the best of circumstances,” he muttered.
    She touched his hand as it lay on the desk. “Don’t you want to prove yourself now that you’re cured?”
    Jay shifted in his seat. Did he ever. He wanted to pull her breasts free of that low neckline and suck her nipples until she moaned with pleasure.
    “I have nothing to prove,” he said as he drew his hand away from hers.
    “I’m not asking for a relationship,” she said, “and I’m on birth control, if that’s what you’re worried about. Just fuck me one time and I’ll never bother you again. I swear.”
    Now that was a tempting offer. He wouldn’t have to worry about her rejecting him later, which she would inevitably otherwise do. What would a bird of paradise want with a science nerd—and not a very good-looking one at that? No, she’d probably be disappointed with him.
    “Please, Jay?” she asked in a sexy, pleading voice he found really hard to resist. “I’ve wanted you ever since I met you.”
    She had?
    “You could fuck me right here on top of this desk and then go back to your work.”
    The thought of it made his cock surge behind his fly. “We can’t do that. This is a professional office.”
    He touched her foot to stop it from jiggling. Big mistake. He got a handful of pink leather and hot, smooth skin he wanted to follow all the way up her leg…between her legs.
    “Well, do something,” she said, grabbing his hand from her foot and moving it to her calf. “My pussy is so wet I’m going to drench your desk.”
    Jay’s eyes widened while the head of his cock threatened to go supernova. Clouds of pink energy deepened in color and drifted around him in a seductive haze, spreading the scent of her arousal through the