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“Of course I do,” I reply bashfully, enjoying the warmth of his body against mine. Enjoying my thick nipples scraping against his ripped body even more.
But most of all, I love his own persistent arousal shamelessly grazing and prodding at my rear end with each of his firm steps as we make our way up the embankment.
“But my place is miles away, I couldn’t let you—” I start to protest.
“Oh no,” he says with that same deep, gravelly tone. “You’re coming home with me.”
Chapter Two
Xander
It was all so simple.
Up until tonight, it was anyway.
I’d seen her a couple of nights ago, walking her little dog, fighting against my primal urge to go to her, protect her.
To look over her. To claim her as my own.
The woods can be a dangerous place, and out here it’s more likely to be some whacko from campus than a black bear or deadly snake.
But I have to get home soon, my work here is almost done.
Getting involved with anyone from campus or town now, on any level would be too… awkward. I’d have to explain everything.
Who I am, what I do.
Where I’m from. What it is exactly that I do.
Not to mention how weird it would be if I was completely honest with her. Oh, hi. I’m Xander and I’ve been following you for a couple of days. I’m a professor here at the college, twice your age and it’s time for me to claim you so we can live out our entire lives together from this moment on…
Apart from how crazy that would be, it’s complicated and not stuff I should be telling other people anyway. The National Space Agency has me on a pretty tight leash, or rather they did until I gave them the research information they wanted.
I was positioned on campus. No real teaching or grading papers, nothing like that. Purely for research, and as part of my own conditions I had to be sure any equipment I designed and made myself was not part of the deal.
They got the data, and a couple of pretty pictures of some new stars and a black hole, another dozen ‘earth-like’ planets, and some Astro boffin somewhere can win himself another science prize mentioning the college with thanks.
Good for them.
But I’m ready to go home now. Tired of the city life and the monotony of it all. I’m in a position where I could retire for good, and I probably will.
But then she came along.
Gillian Parker.
The first day I saw her not long ago, I told myself I was maybe interested purely in her studies. I thought she was a science major, but no. I snooped on the campus database. It’s Journalism and some art thing.
Hm. So why am I so drawn to her?
There’s more than one reason why I’m alone in this life, but I got curious as to why such a raving beauty, a young girl like this with the world at her feet was always alone?
Then I just happened to notice she walks that little dog twice a day, and instead of referring to my notes and my own interest in the data I kept to myself, I felt something I’ve never felt before.
Something I never thought a scientist could use as a tool of observation and deduction. Something I’ve been battling not to take hold of me every time I think about her.
Which is about every single second.
It’s only been a few days, watching her long blond hair being teased by the breeze, clinging to her thick, nipple studded chest under a T-shirt one day or a thin hoodie the next.
She was always alone, and the few times I did try to speak to her were disasters. I never even got close. Walking into a trolley of trash cans and then having to help a furious janitor clear it up, followed by mistaking someone else for her entirely and having to explain why I was interrupting a student discussing life after class with her fiancée.
I’ve never been good around people, but as soon as I saw Gillian, I knew we were just the perfect fit.
Okay, I’m nudging seven feet and built like something from the labs where they clone giant versions of everything, but I mean we fit in other ways.
I dunno, it’s hard to explain, but I’m old enough now to just know when I see and meet the right girl.
The one.
Not the one thing I came here for at all either mind you, romance isn’t something I’d think about for a second. Takes up too much time and energy.
But seeing her, then following her through the woods. Watching her. Feeling just how painfully hard I get when I see her body move.
I know she’s the one I’ve been waiting all this time for, and not just the five year contract for the research.
