Soft, feminine whimpers penetrated his lust-drunk brain. His rod was so damn hard he was sure he could drive space rivets with it. He wanted to be inside her again. The memory of how good she felt, the way her hot, wet heat enveloped his long, aching rod. It was sheer bliss on a scale he’d never before felt.
He pulled his mouth from hers to taste her sweet, salty skin along her jaw line and throat. He found every part of her addictive. He felt her lungs expand in a deep desperate breath.
“Oh, Ric,” came her soft plea, “take this off, let me touch you.” She was tugging at his uniform top.
“Anything for you, my little Kat.” He pulled back to see her eyes, dark with the same passion. She wanted him. No female had ever looked at him with such desire.
In record time, he stripped off his uniform top. It took all his self-control not to dive back into her, when she poked her little pink tongue out, leaving a trail of wet moisture on her pouty, full, pink lips.
Her little fingers trailed. He groaned at the feel of her hands running over his shoulder, across his chest, down to his lower stomach.
“You’ve got an amazing body; you all do.”
Ric couldn’t help his smile of masculine pride, realizing she found him and his brothers attractive.
“Is that all you like, little Kat?” he teased lightly.
“Hummm, for starters. Let me up and I'll show you what else I like. Take off your boots and pants for me.”
It wasn’t a demand, just a gentle request, which he was more than happy to comply with.
Jumping from the bed, he enjoyed the sound of her soft, musical giggle, as she watched him almost trip over as he hurriedly undid his combat boots and ripped down his pants.
She scrambled back on the bed, her eyes fixed on him, their depths almost matching the hunger he felt deep within.
“Lay down, please, on your back. Will you let me explore you, as you did me?”
He met her warm, green gaze. It would damn near kill him, but by the Ice Plains, it would be worth it.
“Anything you wish. I will try to control my impulse to throw you down and mount you.”
“I see.” Her lust-darkened eyes gleamed with wicked intent. He did as she bade, wondering what she was going to do. Her gaze skimmed down his body.
“My, my, this big fellow looks a little angry.” Her hand reached out, curling around his throbbing, hard rod.
He hissed at her scalding touch—so good. “Little Kat,” he warned.
She moved her body over his, her hair spilling over her shoulder, brushing against his stomach, while she carefully touched him, exploring his skin.
He burned hotter than the deepest fire pits, and groaned when she lowered her mouth, licking the nub of his chest. He had to fist the sheets, so as not to grab her and flip her over, burying his rod into her tight sheath.
She seemed to be enjoying her exploration, and there was no way he was going to stop her. It was a complete, novel experience, to be pleasured instead of doing the pleasuring.
She gave little ‘hummms’ and ‘coos’ of appreciation with each part she tasted.
“Soo yummy.” Her voice vibrated against his skin. She shifted her attention lower. Again she took his rod into her hand, examining it.
Ric almost choked on his own saliva when she unexpectedly lowered her head and placed a long lick across the head of his rod.
He opened his eyes, seeing her surprised expression when she lifted her head. Worry shot through him. “Kat, you do not…” His voice trailed off when he saw the impish grin spread across her face.
“You taste like dark chocolate, slightly bitter, but also sweet.”
He had no idea what ‘dark chocolate’ was.
“Is that good or bad?” Damn, he sounded breathless and needy. He was stunned at what she was able to do to him.
Her grin broadened. She went down and gave him another long lick, which had him throwing his head back, arching his hips and groaning loudly.
“On Earth, chocolate is my most favorite, sweet treat. But I think you are my new one.” Her voice sent vibrations through his shaft. She took him deeply into her mouth, sucking with ardent fever. The hot, wet suction was incredible; when she took him down the back of her throat and swallowed against his shaft, he almost came.
She pulled back and took a deep breath. “Delicious.”
“Kat, if you keep doing that…” he warned.
“Humm, yes, I want this. Be a good boy and don’t move.”
She had him in her mouth again, sucking and licking in a strong, steady rhythm. Ric was lost. His body tingled with his impending release. It raced from his brain down his body into his rod in explosive ecstasy. His seed shot into her mouth.
He heard her groan, but she continued to suck him before her mouth gentled, and she released his semi-hard length from her mouth.