crooked her finger and touched his prostate, he knew how wrong he’d been.
Her touch was perfect.
Every muscle in his body tensed, his sac tightened and he felt the telltale heat warm his balls. It wasn’t going to be long now.
“So…close,” he managed to say between pants.
Rather than pull away, Amy leaned even further over his body, taking his cock to the very back of her throat. He had a fleeting thought that he must be choking her seconds before he came hot and hard in her mouth. She continued to swallow every drop of him, humming her approval as she did.
Sean couldn’t open his eyes. His body refused to cooperate. He felt Amy release his cock with a contented sigh, placing a kiss on his stomach before tucking in against his side. Neither of them moved for several more minutes, and for the first time in ages, 33
Sean simply took comfort in the feel and warmth of another person. The silence was companionable, wrapping them with a sense of calm.
Amy began to play once again with the hair of his chest. Finally able to make his various body parts move on command, he turned his head and smiled down at her.
“Hello.” His voice sounded gruff and sexed out.
She grinned up at him. “I like how you welcome a girl into your home.”
“I don’t make it a habit.”
Fuck, he never did this. He rarely invited anyone into his rooms, needing to keep one last place free from outside influence, where he could hide and be safe. Only on rare occasions did he let even his closest friends come here.
But oddly enough, somehow with Amy, a complete stranger, he felt as if having her here was natural. As it should be.
Like she belonged.
In a heartbeat the reason for Amy’s presence came rushing back to him. The men following her surely wouldn’t still be outside. Looking over at the com panel, he could see close to a half-hour had passed with their sexual distractions. Time to see if the goons were still about.
Amy must have come to the same conclusion, getting off him and moving to pick her clothing up off the floor. The tension he’d chased away was back, stiffening her back and making her movements jerky.
“Hey,” he said softly. “It’s going to be fine.”
She nodded once, but didn’t look at him. “I just need to get back to my ship. The crew will be wondering what’s happened to me.”
“Let me call security first. Tell them what the hell is going on.”
“No!” She stood straight, yanking her shirt back down, covering her perfect breasts.
“I told you, they’ll know I was responsible and right now that would cause far more problems than it would solve. I just need to get back to my ship, pick up the supplies I ordered and get off the colony. They can’t hurt me as easily once I’m in space.”
Frustration began to bite at his insides, sending his heart beating ever so slightly faster. “At least let me call Taber again, see if he’s in and get him to run a check on the corridor and surrounding area to make sure they’re free. I don’t want to be surprised when I escort you back.”
Her eyes widened in a look Sean was starting to recognize as disbelief. “You’re coming with me?”
Why did people assume he was an ass? Even if most of the time it was true. “Of course I will. You didn’t think I was going to throw you out and wish you luck, did you?”
Sean didn’t wait for an answer, scared of what it would be, and made his way over to the com unit. He took a moment to adjust his shirt and make sure his pants were done up before typing in the address for Eurus security. Taber’s face immediately filled 34
the screen.
“Sean. I just returned and saw your message. Are you well?”
“Taber. Sara had me patched up in no time. Only minor head trauma.”
His friend lifted a single eyebrow. “You do remember I was there? I believe Davin said you had a major concussion. And if memory serves, it took him several minutes to repair.”
Fuck, how the hell had he forgotten? The
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