Madeline cried out his name as she came one final time, and her pussy clamped down. Enoch growled in response, and in one last thrust, let himself explode into her. He did not relinquish his grip on her body but slowly brought her closer until she was cradled against his chest, her head rising and falling with his breathing.
Madeline closed her eyes and sighed in utter contentment. Enoch’s cock was still inside her, connecting them, and she felt sated, spent, warm, and above all else, safe. She hadn’t felt safe in someone’s arms for as long as she could remember. She slid her hands up his hard chest, feeling his heart beat beneath her fingers.
“I don’t know how you even managed that,” she murmured, tracing the muscles along his ribs. “The last time I saw you, you were absolutely dead to the world.”
“Once I was past the worst of it, my body recovered quickly, as it was designed to do,” Enoch replied. There was a hint of amusement in his voice. “Besides, I also had a certain…motivation.”
Madeline sat up and then wiggled her way back into him, moving along his cock and brushing her breasts against his chest. “I can’t imagine what you mean,” she said playfully. She felt his cock stir inside her, and his eyes widened briefly.
“Oh ho,” Enoch said softly, “so it’s likethat, is it?”
Madeline put her hands on his chest and pushed herself up again, moving back and forth, letting her breasts swing gently back and forth. “Why, sir, whatever do you mean?” she asked, innocent and wide-eyed.
Enoch gave an animal growl and stood up from the bench, cupping his hands beneath her ass, wrapping her legs around his hips. He marched her forward until he had her back pressed up against the wall. Madeline gasped.
“Got you,” Enoch growled, pushing her against the wall before beginning to thrust into her, long and deep.
“How are you even…God!” Madeline exclaimed, digging her fingers into his muscular back. He was having her, again. She was powerless in his grasp, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
Enoch was driving faster and faster, harder and harder. Madeline’s whole body was shaking, and it felt like the room was shaking with her. Suddenly, unbelievably, her body bucked and bowed, as Enoch Immanuel wrung one more climax from her well-used body.
“Enoch, you’re going to have to let me down,” she murmured into his ear, “unless you want me to pass out right here and now.”
Madeline heard his chuckle as he unwrapped her legs and gently set her down. He set her on the bench and passed Madeline her hospital clothing. “Let me know if you need some water or anything else,” he offered.
She leaned back against the upright portion of the bench. “Just give me a minute; I really wasn’t expecting any of that, but whew! Let’s just say, Lord Peregrinus, that you make for quite a sight all stripped down and working out. Good grief!”
For the first time since Madeline had met him, Enoch grinned, a boyish, cheeky grin. It dropped years from him. “I’ll remember that,” he said, pulling on his shorts.
Madeline went quiet and suddenly felt lost, beset by more emotions than she knew what to do with. Enoch turned to look at her, aware that something had changed. He stood and waited patiently.
“You saved my life,” she said quietly. “And you almost lost your own, doing it.”
Enoch nodded. “That’s true,” he replied. “Both things are true. I’d do it again, too.”
In that moment, Madeline felt helpless in the face of what was happening inside her. She felt a tear run down her cheek. “Why?” she asked, not even sure what she was crying about.
Somehow, Enoch seemed to understand. He went down on one knee next to the bench, taking her hand in his, and used his other hand to wipe the tear from her cheek.
“Because sometimes you need to go right to the edge and look over, to understand how things are,” he observed gently. “I went right to the edge of my life, and I discovered something there that I would not trade for anything else in the world.”
“What did you discover?” asked Madeline, both hopeful and afraid to hear the answer.
“You,” replied Enoch, and the sun rose in Madeline’s heart.
They both leaned forward, gently pressing their foreheads together. “I knew,” murmured Madeline softly, “I knew as soon as I saw you. I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I’ve known since then.”
“When I saw you on the viewscreen, an old part of my life ended and a new part began,” replied Enoch, cupping her cheek in his hand.
“Ahh…forgive this one for the interruption, sir and lady,” came Felipesegundo’s voice over the intercom, “but theMaracaibois in orbit, and a cutter is descending to the planet. This one thought you should know.”
“Are there cameras in here?” demanded Madeline, sitting up straight. “Are theyon?”
“No!” came Felipesegundo’s slightly squeaky denial. “Well…notnow. They were turned off once, ahem, circumstances changed.”
“Erase that tape!” shouted both Enoch and Madeleine, simultaneously.
“It has already been done,” assured Felipesegundo.
The moment definitively gone, both Enoch and Madeline got to their feet.
“We should, ah, get changed and ready to see people,” ventured Madeline.
“Agreed,” said Enoch somberly. He hesitated for a moment then swept her into his arms. “But we do not forget,” he continued, kissing her firmly, “that we have discovered,” kissing her again, “that we are made for each other.”
Madeline returned his kisses passionately. “I will not forget,” she said, low and fierce.
“Nor will I,” he replied. “So knowing this, let us return to the world.”
Hand in hand, they went back to their hospital room.
