Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Wicked Wednesday 6




...She would be attractive to a man, as deep inside her the female Gamlogi stirred and beckoned, but he wouldn’t understand that. Not yet.

His eyes darkened further, but she also saw a spark of doubt. He was so close she could have kissed him or licked the beads of water from his skin. And as she thought it, she did it. She leaned into him and darted out her tongue to touch him.

“Damn you,” he groaned, his voice strained and raw and horrified. “I don’t know what the fuck is going on. Who are you?”

“Shhh,” she whispered and moved a little closer. His hand still lay at her throat, heavy and warm and almost helpless. She’d brought the big, bad Copas to his knees, and part of her was proud. The other part was simply hot. So turned on she could barely breathe, she eased still closer.

Their bodies were touching, just barely, and she reached up to close his eyes. “Just feel me, Jak.” She took her fingers away, and his eyes remained closed. His breathing was harsh, his big body tight, straining.

Slowly she slid her hand down his chest, over his belly, and to his hard, huge cock. As soon as she touched the tip of it, he jerked, and she could see his jaw bunch as he clenched his teeth. But he didn’t shove her away.

She moved her hands around to his hips and gently pushed him into her, sighing when his hands went to her shoulders. It still wasn’t a caress, or even relaxed, but his fight was less.

The water lapped gently around them. The moon cast a gentle glow, and the world was quiet. She felt insulated with him, as though there was no one else in the world but the two of them. And they weren’t two unfriendly bounty hunters after the same target. They were just two people who wanted each other.

No sense in fighting it.

Once again she touched his erection, smiling when his reactive jerk was smaller and quicker. He threw his head back, still unwilling to look at her, but that was okay. She understood.

She wrapped her hand around him, trailing tender kisses over his chest. His fingers tightened on her shoulders, and she pressed him to walk backward to shallower water.

He trembled as she knelt before him and took him into her mouth, his quiet groans urging her on. It surprised her how much she actually wanted to please him.

She cupped his firm, wet sac and slid him in and nearly out of her mouth, swirling her tongue around his hard length like he was the tastiest treat she’d ever had.

Despite his pleasure, Jak was tortured. She could feel it in the tightness of his grip, the strain of his body. “I can’t,” he finally muttered and arched himself away from her.

She sat in the water, torn, as he splashed away from her. She wanted him like she’d never wanted anybody, but was that lust enough to make up for the trouble it would cause if she showed him her true self?

Her gaze on his hard, wet body as he strode from the water, she just sat there, unable to make up her mind.

Jak, Jak.

He decided for her as he snatched his clothes off the ground and faded into the shadows...



~Fierce Paradise--Book two in the Paradise series at Loose Id
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