“I’ll keep an eye on that perfect ass from down here.”
She laughs shyly and climbs the ladder until she’s far out of reach. Jovie leans forward and collects something from the chamber. When she turns around, she’s in tears.
“What’s wrong?” I ask when I see the golden object in her hands. “You found another egg!”
Jovie motions for me to catch it then tosses it down to me. Lights flash, and glitter puffs fill the space. She braces her boots on the sides of the ladder and slides down like she’s done it a million times.
A cameradrone descends from the ceiling. “Congratulations, Jovie of Earth. Now, for our viewers, can you please explain how you knew the answer?”
She leans against me, and a piece of me breaks, seeing her so upset.
Jovie wipes her eyes. “Because when I didn’t have clean water, and I didn’t know when my next meal would be,hopewas all I had to get me through the cold nights and out of my car the next day.”
“And what would you say hope is?” the drone asks.
“Potential.”
“Could be bad,” the drone responds.
“Could be good,” Jovie counters. “That perception is up to me and my attitude that day.”
Jovie is emotionally stronger than I am. I’ve let the universe twist me. She hasn’t.
Pulling her close, I try to comfort her. Jovie folds herself against me, and I wipe fresh tears from her face.
“I don’t need the prize,” Jovie says. “Please give whatever it is to whoever had the least when they came here.”
The cameradrone blinks. “You have two prizes: 1,000 credits and a two-night stay on the Pearl de Gaia.”
“I’ll keep the credits. Please give the vacation away.”
Jovie looks up at me. “You don’t mind, do you?”
“They’re your prizes. It’s your choice. Besides, I can get you anything you need and take you anywhere,” I tell her. “I have plenty of saved Federation credits.”
The cameradrone hovers down a new path. “Please follow me for the exit.”
It leads us through a different passageway to a two-seater toboggan nestled in a half-pipe track. “A new addition this heat. Climb in and hang on.”
Jovie gets in front. I sit behind her. The drone flashes a green light. The toboggan belts us in, and the track carries us to an opening in the mountain, which sends us rolling down a winding path. Glitter bombs go off all around us until Jovie’s laughing, her tears are forgotten, and my shaft swells again from the sweet, musky clouds.
We roll to a stop on the backside of the mountain near the bamboo forest and climb out. I pick Jovie up by the hips, reeling from the hormone bombs, and carry her into the stand of bamboo eager for a place for us to be alone.
Little trails have been cut in. Shelters are tucked into alcoves. A few leaves rustle in the light breeze.
I find a cushioned sofa under a metal canopy and sit, settling her in my lap. “Are you alright? That got a bit emotional.”
Jovie kisses me tenderly at first, then deeper, gliding her tongue over mine. Her fingers find the zipper of my uniform. She pulls away and nibbles my ear, then trails kisses down my chest.
Dragging the zipper. Kissing every mound of muscle. Running her hand over my rigid shaft.
She frees me and strokes my cock with warm hands. But when I reach for her glitter-dusted suit, she dodges me with ease, leans forward, and takes me into her mouth. The rush of her touch spreads fire through my veins.
Her tongue swirls over my tip, hot and wet and soft. She pushes down, bobs up, and down again, her hands, tongue, and lips all working together to make sure no part of me is missed. Then Jovie sucks my shaft hard, making my heart speed up.
The tip of her tongue finds each electric node and nudges them, sending hot arcs through my shaft. My Storm rages. Green light sparkles over my skin.
Jovie hums a note of surprise, then grips my cock hard with a hand and cups my balls with the other. As she massages me, scintillating pleasure floods my groin.
