“No. Come closer.”
She spun and sauntered toward him, her hands cupping her firm breasts, her fingers flicking over her nipples.
“Christ, Nissa.”
Only a meter away, she stopped and turned again. Her upper body flowed gracefully downward and she was once again bared to him.
She was so wet it was dripping down her slim thighs.
Justyn couldn’t hold back any longer. He gripped her hips, leaned forward, and pressed his mouth to her.
She cried out and seconds later was grinding against his face. He lapped at her, nipping at the swollen, needy flesh.
“Justyn! Don’t stop.”
He wasn’t stopping. Ever. He sucked on her, thrusting his tongue inside her. He felt her body tightening, her climax racingat her hard and fast. He slipped a hand around her thigh, thumbed her clit and tossed her into the orgasm.
She stiffened, her head lifting, and she screamed his name. If he hadn’t been holding her hips, she would have collapsed.
He tugged her back to him. “That’s just the start, Nissa. I’m going to make you come so many times tonight. Every way I know how.”
She moaned. “Be warned, Phoenix. I plan to do the same to you.”
She was still flushed from her climax, but there was his Nissa, always giving as good as she got.
“Didn’t expect anything less.” His fingers tightened on her hips, digging into smooth skin. “Are you protected, sweetheart?”
“Yes. I have a Namah implant. It’s mandatory for all Patrol crew.”
To protect against pregnancy and disease. “Good. Now, sit down and take my cock inside you.”
She hissed out a breath, but the way her breathing quickened, he knew she was already turned on again.
She sank backward and the head of his cock disappeared into her hot folds. They were both moaning and when he tugged her all the way down, he sank into her in one long slide.
“Justyn.”
He wrapped his arms around her. Finally, he’d claimed her the way he’d dreamed about on so many sweaty nights twisting in his sheets. She was so damn tight, fisting around him like a glove. “You feelsogood. Made just for me.”
She shifted, the movement shooting sensation through him. “I have to move.”
“Ride me, Nissa, and make us both feel good.”
She braced her hands on his thighs and lifted up. His cock dragged out of her until just the head was left inside her, then she sank down.
Fuck. Electricity skated down his spine, gathering at the base. She started to rise and fall in a dance designed to bring a man to his knees.
He kept his arms around her, cupping her breasts. This was hot, but he wanted to see her face. See the emotions racing over it. He looked across the room and smiled.
“Look up, Nissa.”
She lifted her head. The mirror attached to the wall directly across from them reflected back the decadent picture of her riding his cock, his arms banded around her, his palms on her breasts.
She whimpered. “You fill me up.”
His control was in tatters. “Yeah, sweetheart, this pussy of yours was made for me.” He thrust up with his hips, meeting her own downward thrust.
She cried out. He started surging upward, no longer fighting the need roaring through him.
