Oh that did it.
Again and again he thrust, pushing her tender flesh apart further than she could have dreamed possible.
He seemed incapable of giving her clit the slow, steady stimulation he’d offered earlier, but he kept his hand on her. Now he used it to press her tender flesh against the hardness of her pelvic bone. Each thrust brought new friction, working the nerves with exquisite force. Tension grew in her body, a tight triangleof sensation running from her vagina to her clit and back up to her br**sts, which found their own form of stimulation against the harsh fabric of her shirt.
Tessa hadn’t been a stranger to physical pleasure. Her decision to remain a virgin hadn’t kept her from masturbating, and up to that point she’d thought she knew what an orgasm was. But the sound of Daaron’s rasping breaths, the smell of his sweat as he plowed her from behind, the sensation of his hard prick cleaving her open again and again—this was far beyond anything she could have imagined.
Dear heavens, she didn’t want it to ever end.
At the same time, the pounding of her heart and the tightness of her chest made her wonder how much more she could take. She felt her release hovering just beyond the edge of his touch, knew it waited for her,taunted her with its closeness.
She struggled against his weight, no longer seeking escape. Now she wanted to move, wanted the leverage to take what she needed from his body to end this terrible need. If it didn’t stop soon she’d die.
Fuck that, if it didn’t stop soon she’d kill him.
Daaron, that bastard, owed her this orgasm.
He was close too, she knew it from the stiffening of his body and the way his c**k seemed to be swelling and growing impossibly harder within her. Inspiration struck, and she squeezed him as hard as she could with her internal muscles.
He choked back a groan and then pulled his hand away from her pelvis.
Gripping her hips with both hands, he raised his upper body and knelt behind her. This new position set her free, and she lifted up on her arms to meet the forceful blows of his hips.
Almost there.
Tessa sensed the restrained power in the hands holding her, the hardness of his thighs against her legs, the solid length of his cock. She wanted to answer with her own violent thrusts, wanted to take her pleasure from him the same way he’d taken her freedom and her garnets.
But not even the thought of her lovely gems could distract her from her raging need.
Again and again they came together, until she couldn’t hear for the pounding of her heart, couldn’t breathe for the tightness in her chest—her release lay so close yet still not overwhelming her. He gave one more powerful shove and she exploded in a whirlwind of sensation beyond anything she’d ever approached on her own. Above and behind her, Tessa was dimly aware of Daaron reaching his own release. Then they collapsed together on the bed, panting and exhausted.
Tessa tried to collect her thoughts, blinking and dazed by the force of her orgasm. She’d never experienced anything as magnificent as the last ten minutes. Not when she graduated from college, not when she’d gotten her first job. Not even when she’d found that enormous cerulean star garnet…
Garnets.
She froze, reality rushing back in an instant. She needed to get her garnets and go, quickly. And she would have to take Daaron with her as her hostage, she realized. She might be able to get away from him here and now, but even if she did, he would hunt her down. He’d said he had backup out in the darkness, so she’d have to use Daaron as her shield. It all sounded like something out of a holovid, not the kind of thing real people did, but the alternative seemed to be giving up her lovely, lovely gems and doing what Daaron told her.
Not an option.
Taking a deep breath, Tessa forced a sensuous smile to creep across her face, drifting her hands along his back in the most soothing manner she could imagine. All she had to do was convince him she wanted him again. Daaron’s colossal ego would take care of the rest for her. He rolled over to look at her and smiled.So easy.
“That was good for you, wasn’t it?”
“Yes,” she replied, telling the truth. “But there’s something I’ve always wanted to try.”
“What?”
“Lean back and close your eyes,” she said. He did, and she knelt next to him on the bed, rubbing her hands up and down his chest. His ni**les hardened as her fingertips grazed them. She found his chest fascinating—she’d never been up so close to a man before. Well, a naked man. They were far more interesting in the flesh than in books. When she leaned over and licked the skin right above his navel, she told herself it was all part of her ploy to distract him.
No matter that the salty taste of his skin made the flesh between her legs burn with hunger.
Tessa shifted, trying to dismiss the sensation, and dropped her hand to the hard length of his semi-erect cock. He still wanted her, even though they’d only just finished. She knew that wasn’t the norm; her roommates at college had been clear on that one. Most men were useless after coming, but Daaron seemed to just be warming up. She leaned over and blew lightly on his member. Daaron groaned.
“Whatever it was you wanted to try, you’d better do it soon,” he said, voice strained. “Or I’ll lose patience.”
A wave of pleasure and power washed through Tessa. She loved how he responded to her, and thoroughly enjoyed the idea of using her sexuality against him. She blew again and then flicked her tongue out, catching the flared head of his penis with the tip. Daaron shuddered. Tessa gripped his length firmly in her hand and rubbed up and down, feeling the ridges of the veins within, pulling the soft skin up along his length. She shot a look up to his face to make sure his eyes were still closed before glancing at the floor. The fool had left his blaster sitting right there, next to his clothing. She gripped him harder and he moaned.
This time she didn’t have to force a smile, it came naturally.
Tessa leaned over again, took a deep breath and sucked his length into her mouth. The taste of him, salty and warm, surprised her. She wiggled her tongue against him as her roommate had described doing.
Apparently she did it right, because Daaron bucked againsther and gave another of those deep moans of excitement. She pulled up. His hand reached down, gripping her hair and trying to push her head back down, but she grabbed it and pushed it away.
“No, this is my fantasy,” she said. “Stay still.”
He did as she asked.
Moving quickly, she leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed the blaster. As he started to sit up, she shoved the cold metal of the gun into his groin, right at the base of his cock.