He eyed her for a long second then nodded.
Nissa wasn’t sure how she made it to her cabin. She weaved like a drunken starfreighter worker on station leave, her body consumed by flames. For one humiliating moment, she sagged against the corridor wall and pressed her thighs together to fight the burning, needy sensation between them. She wanted to touch herself and rub until she found some release.
She staggered into her cabin with a sob. In her bedroom, she ripped off the constricting corset and dragged in some air.
It didn’t help.
Next, she ripped the gauntlets off her forearms and worked at the slick trousers until she kicked them free. With shaking hands, she took her contacts out and then ripped away the derma patches on her skin. It took her a few attempts but finally she got them off.
She stood there in only her panties and the billowy white shirt that hit the top of her thighs. The cool air of the cabin barely dimmed the heat of her skin.
“Nissa?”
Justyn’s deep voice came from her living area. She moaned and steeled herself against the boiling rush of needs and wants swirling inside her. She panted, trying to get air into her constricted lungs.
“Put the medscope on the coffee table and leave.”There. That sounded relatively steady. Considering she wanted to strip the last of her clothes off and rub herself against something like a cat.
“No.” He appeared in the doorway. He hadn’t changed but somewhere along the way, he’d lost the waistcoat. His shirt wassnowy white against his darker skin. In one hand he held the slim metal wand of the medscope.
Panic gripped her throat like choking hands. She held one hand up, like that could ward off six feet two inches of hard male. “Get out.”
“Jesus, Nissa. Just lean on someone for once.” He stalked toward her.
She slammed her hand against his chest, her fingers twisting in his shirt. “I don’t want to lean on you. I want to knock you to the ground, tear your clothes off, and rub myself against you.”
He went still as stone. “Shit.”
Her entire body trembled. “Yes. Shit. Now please, don’t test my tenuous control.”
“Let me treat you with the medscope and this’ll all go away.”
Nissa bit down on her bottom lip. The flames licking her skin were getting worse. Far worse.
“Sit down,” he said.
Her legs were barely holding her upright. She dropped down on the bed. The cool fabric of the cover against her bare thighs almost made her moan.
Justyn moved to sit beside her, then paused and obviously thought better of it. He knelt in front of her. When his gaze lingered on her bare legs, Nissa’s breath hitched. She tried to fight her body’s response to the flash she saw in his eyes but against her will, her legs shifted, her thighs falling apart.
He hissed in a breath. “Fuck, Nissa—” the knuckles on the hand holding the medscope turned white “—how about you lie down?”
She swiped a trembling hand across her lips, then dropped backward, closing her eyes.
She heard the medscope switch on, followed by its gentle hum. She knew it would be emitting a gentle, blue light. His clothes rustled as he moved closer. She imagined him leaningover her, his big body caging her to the bed. Then her feverish mind took over and she imagined the hard weight of him pushing her down into the sheets, the two of them twisting together, fighting to get at bare flesh.
It wouldn’t be the first time she’d imagined that. Lying here in the dark, she’d had plenty of detailed fantasies about him.
Her chest started rising and falling rapidly and she twisted her hands in the sheets.
“Hold on, sweetheart.”
His voice was close. His body was so close. She could reach out and… She tried to focus on the fact the medscope would be eliminating the aphrodisiac from her blood stream. The small device could treat small to minor wounds in just a few minutes.
Time ticked by with agonizing slowness and she wasn’t feeling any better.
She heard the scope click off. “Justyn?”
His sigh was loud. “I’m sorry, Nissa. It’s too late. The chemical’s spread too far and the medscope can’t remove it.”
