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"Oh, yes, young lady, that is definitely a promise," he purred, and sliding into her hot, wet depths, he began stroking with quick, strong thrusts.

"Duncan, ooh…"

But his battering ram offered no pause, and caught up in a whitewash of scintillating sensations, her simmering orgasm quickly began to build. Holding her breath she waited for the eruption.

He spied her fingers clawing the bedspread.

Her body arched.

He paused.

"No, Sir. Please."

"You can only come on my command."

"I'll try."

As he resumed his vigorous thrusting, his plunging penis taking her even higher, he watched for the signs, and when he sensed her climax approach he gave the order.

"Come for me. Come for me now!"

The glorious pins and needles flowed through her limbs, and as she wailed out her joy, he sank his teeth into her neck like a hungry vampire. Fresh waves seized her, and moments later she heard his deep groans, but their mutual spasms finally began to abate. Feeling him slip away, she rolled over so she could snuggle into his chest.

"If I was a kitten I'd be purring," she murmured. "What a wonderful way to wake up."

"And last night?"

"A rocket ship with several after burners, then shooting into space," then pausing, she asked, "Duncan, is it like this with all the women you date?"

"All the women? How many do you think I have?"

"Is it this intense?" she pressed. "It's okay, you can tell me."

"No. Not every woman wants my special brand of attention, and our chemistry is unique."

"Thank you for saying that. Not that it matters I suppose. We'll soon be going our separate ways and you'll return to your harem."

"Cheeky, cheeky," he muttered, pinching her bottom. "I'm sure you have many men knocking on your door."

"Not really. In fact, when I tried to provoke my last boyfriend into spanking me, he called me childish and walked out."

"Why didn't you just ask him?"

"I guess I was embarrassed, and looking back he would have been too."

"Poor Brittany, living in a world that doesn't understand her. Speaking of spanking, how's your bottom? Still a bit sore I trust?"

"Uh-huh."

"Good. Just as it deserves to be. Are you hungry? Ready for breakfast?"

"Absolutely. Will you shower with me?"

"You go ahead. I have to think about something."

Kissing him lightly, Brittany climbed from the bed and ambled into the bathroom, but before she could step into the shower the ship suddenly lurched. Quickly donning the robe hanging on the door, she hurried back and found Duncan at the sliding glass door.

"I thought you were taking a shower," he remarked as she joined him.

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