She said his name. Her eyes were a little unfocused, lost to the lust, but she knew who was touching her.
With a groan, he pushed another of her fingers into her. She fell forward on the sofa, arching up as he helped her thrust her fingers in and out. He knew their hands were also brushing against her clit.
He felt the tension in her body multiplying. Her movements became wilder, more uncoordinated. He moved his hand faster and let the other one caress her back. He wanted to reach forward and cup her breasts, but he didn’t dare. He was already balancing on a knife’s edge, his cock harder than it had ever been, weeping into his trousers.
Nissa stiffened. He imagined her inner muscles clamping down on her fingers, and then she was coming. She cried out, her upper body lifting up. He leaned forward, giving her support with his body as the orgasm ripped through her.
That’s it, sweetheart. Nissa coming was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen.
As she slumped forward, he caught her and swung her up into his arms. Her skin was still hot, but that terrible tension he’d felt in her was gone.
He laid her on the bed. She barely moved, her eyes closed, her breathing steady.
Justyn made a quick trip to the tiny bathroom attached to her bedroom. He wet a washcloth that he found under the small vanity beside the compact shower and moved back to Nissa’s side.
Gently, he cleaned her hand and between her legs. She gave a tiny moan, her legs falling apart, and he knew the drug wasn’t yet entirely out of her system. But at least her release might let her relax enough to sleep the rest of it off.
After he was done, he pulled the sheet over her and brushed a hand over her head. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and breathed in the scent of her, this time mixed with the sweet musk of her release.
A shudder ran through him.Time to go, Phoenix.
And time to take a very long, very cold shower.
CHAPTER NINE
Nissa used the airdryer to briskly dry her damp skin. Striding out of her bathroom, she pulled on the clean navy uniform she’d laid on her bed before her shower. At the scrape of the fabric on her skin, a shiver went through her. She paused doing up the fastening on her jacket. Her skin was still sensitive, although nothing like it had been before.
And between her legs, the achy throb was a reminder of what had occurred right here in her cabin only hours before.
Thrusting her shoulders back, she glanced at her timepiece.
She’d slept for five hours, and now it was time to get back to work. Sheneededto get back to work.
Drayna had left numerous messages asking Nissa to contact her, but somebody—and she suspected she knew who—had turned off her alarm. She shook her head, and began mentally listing all the things she needed to organize in order to deliver the Constitution to Admiral DeRuyter.
On entering her living area, she came to an abrupt halt and all rational thought flew out of her mind.
She glanced first at the back of her sofa and swallowed hard. Images rushed through her head like a holo-vid. An X-rated one. She clenched her thighs together.
Next, she looked at the male lounging in the armchair across from the sofa.
“How did you get in here?” She’d locked the door herself before her shower.
Justyn shot her a grin, setting down the tiny metal airship he was holding. “I’m a man of many skills.”
She stared first at that gift he’d given her. How he had known she wanted it, she wasn’t sure. She suspected Justyn Phoenix saw much, much more than she wanted him to. Then her gaze shifted to those long, tanned fingers. Now she had a little idea of what he could do with them.
She didn’t want to remember her loss of control. She’d been left like a slavering harem girl in heat. Justyn had seen her at her very worst.
Heat rushed into her cheeks. She firmed her lips. “Get out.”
He leaned forward, his face turning serious. “Nissa, we need to talk.”
“I don’t want to talk about what happened…here.”
“Nissa—”
She held up a hand. “It’s not that I’m not grateful. Most importantly for not alerting my crew.” That was one embarrassment she’d avoided. “You have my deepest thanks for…helping me.”
