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He remained seated, unperturbed by her curt rebuke. “No. You’re not. I didn’t mean to imply payment makes you—”
“It’s not the money. I don’t know you. Humans like to know the people they fuck. We do this love thing.”
“I gather it is important, but I also have been reliably informed that physical attraction between two persons can lead to an enjoyable sexual relationship without the additional emotional needs.”
He spoke a little too robotically. “I don’t want this to be devoid of emotion,” she said through gritted teeth. “That’s the problem. You’ve described a job that involves sex. Me having sex with you, an alien. I don’t know if I’m going to be able to do it, or like it.” She planted her hands on her hips.
“Then, let us see, here and now. I’m willing to demonstrate my needs. Why don’t you show me yours?” His eyes twinkled, but his mouth was rigidly straight. He wasn’t playing a game—he seriously wanted to fuck her.
Her knees knocked against each other. She should go, run out of the suite and never come back. But, she couldn’t move. Her feet had glued themselves to the carpet pile.
“What if I don’t please you?” she asked softly. Was that the real issue—her ability to deliver what he wanted? And what were her needs? She had never truly explored them. No experimental boyfriends had broken her outer shell or seen into her soul. Only at the Bow and Tie had she explored some of those secret passions. Every man she’d ever slept with had moved on when they realized they couldn’t be what she wanted them to be. A skilled lover was one thing; an alpha male was something harder to find, especially one she could trust.
Yet, here right before her was the perfect specimen of dominance. A humanoid species who bred dominants and expected their females to be submissive. She wouldn’t have to pretend she was something else. She could be exactly what she felt inside, in her very core.
“You will please me,” he said with confidence. She believed him, because he didn’t look away when he said it.
“And if I can’t cope?” She had to have a safety net.
His face softened, the lips lost their hard line. “Paige. If you seriously hate Halos, then you can come back. You’re not going to be my prisoner.”
“And the sex?”
He rose to his feet, crossed the space between them. He gathered up both her hands. “It is what I wish. Don’t tell me you don’t have the same feelings.”
She opened her mouth to deny it, but the words failed to form. Instead, she moved closer and under him as he leaned toward her. He skated his hands up her bare arms and his silky touch was electric. By the time he reached her shoulders, their lips had connected. She tilted her head up a
nd their mouths converged into a tight, hard kiss. He lingered, sighing warm air into her, before nibbling on her lower lip.
His hands continued to glide up and down her arms, then around her neck. One hand alone could easily span her whole neck, or so it felt. When he dropped the other down the length of her spine, she quivered. The electric sensation reached her scalp, tingled along her arms and into her pussy. She was wet, fucking wet. Her panties would be saturated soon.
With a brazenness that impressed her inner submissive, he hooked the straps of her dress off her shoulders and lowered them. With her bra exposed, he eased away from her moist mouth, which he’d kissed throughout his explorations, and sprang her breasts free from the cups.
“They’re not much, I know—”
He hushed her with his eyes, his stern gaze. “They’re perfect for me.” He cupped her breasts in his palms and returned to kissing her mouth.
She fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. While he ravaged her lips, she managed to free two buttons. She slipped her hand inside and encountered warm, firm skin. His abs boldly stood out and as he breathed, his chest rose and fell.
“Jamen,” she murmured, as he lowered his mouth and sucked on a nipple.
“Hush.” He drew her nipple out and held it between his lips. When he let go, she felt a sharp recoil. He repeated his little tease with the other nipple. As for his hands, he hadn’t ceased exploring. Slowly he unzipped her dress, and skated his hands along her spine, following the contours of her back, past her shoulder blades and narrowing waist. When he reached her hips, he dove his hands down underneath the fabric and slid his palms around her ass.
The lines of the cane had faded away, but the soreness lingered. As he squeezed her cheeks, she gasped and rose up on tiptoe.
“Too much?” he asked.
She looked up and straight into his black eyes. She saw her paler ones reflected in their depths. “No. Don’t stop.”
He resumed kissing her breasts and throat, and she tossed her head back. The dress slipped off her thighs and tumbled into a heap on the floor. The only thing protecting her now was the slip of her pantie gusset.
She was melting. It was as if a hot core had been stoked in her belly and a fire lit. Her pussy clenched and her clitoris throbbed each time he squeezed her ass. He pressed her closer still, right against his stomach and she felt it. The scaffold pole that was his erection bulging in his pants rising up behind his waistband. Somehow, she knew that cock was going to fit snug inside her pussy. He might have to coax his way in, breaching her channel and stretching it wide open, but damn it, she was going to let him.
She cried out, breathless, as he raked his fingers across her back. She was helpless and vulnerable, nearly naked and in his crushing arms.
“Take me,” she implored. “Please.”
His mouth hovered by hers. “I shall,” he said with a wicked sternness. He scooped her up, leaving behind her dress, and deposited her bottom on the edge of the vast bed. She kicked off her shoes as he peeled off his shirt.
