She came up on her knees, giving a quick laugh. He stopped and just looked at her. She was everything a woman should be. Sexy, beautiful, smart, and able to make him laugh. Tough, capable, always giving as good as she got.
He sank onto the bunk and shoved a pillow beneath his head. “Come here, sweetheart.”
She eyed him, a smile on her face. “Why?”
“Because I plan to put my mouth on your sweet pussy and lick you until you come.”
Her breath hitched, her gaze dropping down to his straining cock. “I hadn’t finished with you.”
“Well, come up here and we’ll finish enjoying each other together. We only have about eighteen minutes until we have to be on the bridge.” Justyn grimaced. “And I know my brother. If we aren’t there, he’ll come searching.”
She slithered up Justyn’s body, her hard nipples dragging over his skin. “I wish we had longer.”
He grabbed her and yanked her around. She gave a yelp, but helped him settle her thighs on either side of his head. As he stared at her, all naked and pretty and pink, he groaned. “I do, too, believe me. And we’ll find the time, I promise you. For now, I plan to make you come all over my face.”
She shot him a look over her shoulder. “Ditto, Phoenix.”
Fuck. His cock jumped and that drew her attention. She laughed as she circled it with one hand. She was already sucking him deep when he gripped her hips and pressed his mouth between her legs.
She jerked in his hold, but then ground against him. He groaned again, the taste of her honey-sweet on his tongue. He stabbed into her, lapped at her, found the tiny nub of her clit and sucked it.
Justyn was caught in the dual sensations of pleasuring her, the rich taste of her overwhelming him, and the extreme pleasure of having her suck him with an intensity that made his impending release tighten at the base of his spine.
Soon she was shoving back against his mouth, her hips moving erratically, and he knew her own orgasm was getting closer. He gripped her tighter, keeping her helpless against the onslaught of pleasure. He thrust his hips up in short, hard strokes, and her mouth tightened around him.
“Nissa, I’m nearly there, sweetheart.” He murmured against her. “I want you to come on my mouth first.”
Her nails dug into his thighs, and he thrust his tongue deep inside her, before once again lapping at her clit.
She stiffened and screamed around his cock. He slid two fingers inside her, felt the pulsing of her inner muscles as she came.
She clamped down on his cock again and with his next breath, he was coming, pouring his release down her throat. A groan ripped from him, dark spots dancing in front of his eyes.He’d never come so hard, never felt like this about another woman.
She dropped down beside him, spent. Justyn found the energy to push himself up and pull her into his arms. He pulled her against his chest, gratified when her arms wrapped around him, her face buried against his neck.
Nissa was in his arms. Her heart beating against his, her toned body still shaking from the orgasm he’d given her. He smiled at the ceiling. In this instant, everything was right in the galaxy.
“When we get to Hydrae—” her voice was a quiet mumble against his skin “—I’m locking you in a bedroom and not letting you out for hours. Many, many hours.”
He pressed a kiss to her temple. “Captain Smooth, you aren’t getting a single complaint from me.”
“I’m glad we didn’t die down there on that jungle planet.”
His hand skimmed up her long neck. “Right now, I’ve gone well past glad and right into ecstatic.”
She gave a small laugh, then she bolted upright. “Shit. If that clock beside your bunk is right, we have four minutes to be on the bridge.”
He cursed. “How fast can you get dressed?”
Her gaze skimmed down his naked body. “Not fast enough if you’re naked and in the same room.”
He gave her fine ass a gentle slap. “Go. Get dressed, my Thusian temptress. I’ll see you on the bridge.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
After a lightning-fast shower, Justyn grabbed a piece of fruit from the galley and strode onto the bridge of thePathfinderwith about twenty seconds to spare.
Rynan eyed him in a way that said he didn’t miss the sated look on Justyn’s face. He didn’t care. He felt too damned good right now to care about anything.
