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“You didn’t just do that.”
He grins and scoops up more bubbles, but I’m already there, filling one hand with a giant pillow of suds, which I immediately smear down his cheek. He laughs and drops bubbles on my head.
Soon, we’re giggling like teenagers in an all out bubble war. Somehow I end up pinned, with my back against his front, leaning over the tub so he can shovel bubbles at me.
My stomach hurts from laughing. “Stop, I’m gonna fall into the tub. Zennnnny.”
He straightens, pulling me up with him. Our chests heave and we try to catch our breath after laughing so hard. I’m highly aware of how close we’re standing. The heat radiating off his body. His hand splays across my stomach the way it did when we were down at the Bick table. The only thing between us is the towel wrapped around me, making it easy to feel how hard he is.
His free hand is still full of bubbles, but he hasn’t covered my face in them yet. He leans closer and his breath tickles my ear. “Hmmm, where should I put these?”
I’m breathing heavy already, but there’s a low threat in his tone that makes me pant.
The hand on my stomach claws the towel and pulls, leaving the front of my body exposed. The terry cloth stays wedged between my back and his chest.
He spreads a small dollop of bubbles over one nipple and then the other. Teasing me with his light touch. I sink against him and his lips sweep my shoulder before kissing my neck.
“Are you going to stay?”
He doesn’t move as he waits for my answer. His cheek is against mine and I tilt my head to plant a kiss there as I whisper, “Yes.”
Trembling, I turn around and let the towel fall to the floor. The smile he gives me is so wide it’s almost boyish. He grabs a new dry towel and tenderly dries the last drops of water from my skin. Then uses the same towel to dry himself.
“Do you remember that time we snuck out to the Mahara pools? And we had to run from security?”
“Because we didn’t know they were mating pools.”
I laugh. We were dripping wet. Sliding and slipping, grabbing each other’s hands as we scrambled to get away and jump the fence. Zenth was so freaked out. He left all of his stuff by the side of the pool and ran out in his briefs. “You looked so terrified when that woman asked you to join them.”
Still chuckling, he takes my hand and leads me to the bed. “If you hadn’t been there, I might have. She was hot.”
“Liar. You ran like you were being chased by a rohar.”
“I just didn’t want you to see my cock.” He’s laughing as he crawls onto the bed, pulling me with him. He’s entirely unselfconscious of his hard sex now.
The bed is filled with fluffy pillows in varying shades of red. A beautiful contrast to Zeny’s blue skin. I take one and pull it into my chest. It smells floral and reminds me of the fields back home.
“We could watch a holoscreen or something.” I hope I don’t sound as nervous as I feel.
Zenth steals my pillow, throwing it to the floor. He takes hold of my ankles and tugs until I fall on my back.
“What—?”
With one finger on my lips, he quiets me. Zenth has never been a talkative guy, but I wish I knew what was going on in his head right now. His heated gaze lets me know he doesn’t want to just hang out and watch something. I don’t really want that either, but I feel like I’m standing on a new planet. And when I don’t know what to expect, I revert to the familiar.
Zenth doesn’t let me wonder what’s on his mind for long. He speaks with his body. His hands frame my head as he braces himself over me and kisses me senseless. Then he moves down, covering my neck and shoulders with kisses before moving to my breasts. Light little flutters over sensitive skin. Tender licks on each nipple. His ribbed tongue picks up speed until he’s lapping my tits. A preview of what he could do to other parts of my body.
Each lick of my nipples reverberates between my legs until I’m wiggling and moaning beneath him, bucking my hips, needing to rub against something. “Please…more…”
Zenth’s eyes dance with mirth and his lips curl in a smile. He kisses a path down my waist to my hip bone. So close. I want to grab his hair and steer him where I want, but he doesn’t have any hair to hold on to, so I push at the side of his head, which just makes him laugh.
“You always have been impatient.”
He spreads my legs and kneels between them, hands rubbing up and down my thighs. “If this is all I get, I’m going to take my time enjoying it.”
That sobers me up. One night on a planet where anything’s possible and everything is forgotten when you leave. Is that really what I want? I don’t know. That’s the problem.
Zenth pulls me out of my thoughts by lowering his face between my legs and parting my lips with his textured tongue. Fuck, that’s good. It’s like the universe designed him for oral pleasure. Considering how the women of his species get pregnant, I guess it did.
