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your mating ritual.” Adriana continued to stare at the alien’s almost comically large and utterly strange genitals—were they his genitals? She wondered.
    “I didn’t exactly agree to—mate—with you,” Adriana said absently.
    “You did not answer the question,” Joran said with slight amusement in his voice. Adriana gave herself a shake. In spite of the strangeness of the alien’s erection, she was surprised to find herself intrigued. What would that feel like inside of me? She thought. She remembered his comment that he knew human women needed to achieve orgasm in order to conceive and felt the heat rising in her face.
    “I can undress myself,” she said briskly. She stepped out of the pool of fabric that her skirt had become, standing before the alien in nothing more than her bra and panties. Joran’s gaze on her was intent as Adriana reached around to her back, unclasping her bra. She let the garment slide away from her skin, guiding the straps along her arms.
    Adriana heard a sharp intake of breath as she dropped her bra to the floor, her breasts bouncing slightly as the fabric came away. She met Joran’s gaze; his expression was definitely one of desire rather than scientific interest, and Adriana felt herself smiling, amused at his reaction. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and tugged them down over her hips, pushing the thin lace down over her legs and then letting the fabric fall to the floor.
    “May I touch you?” Joran asked. “I wish to touch you.”
    “Yeah,” Adriana said, feeling breathless without knowing why. “Yeah, you can touch me.”
    Joran closed the distance between them, and Adriana shivered as his hands brushed against her skin, caressing her tentatively. She bit her bottom lip as Joran cupped her breasts, giving them a careful, light squeeze. Adriana moaned, closing her eyes, as her nipples began to harden to his touch.
    “This is interesting,” Joran murmured, his fingertips closing around her already-firm nipples. He rolled the firm, tight buds between his fingers, sending jolts of pleasure through Adriana’s body. “I have seen naked human females…” Joran said slowly. “But I did not know the response was so rapid.” He gave one of her nipples a firmer tweak and Adriana gasped, arching into his touch.
    Before Adriana could get used to his attentions to her breasts, Joran’s hands wandered downward, sliding along her waist, brushing against her hips. “This is your sex organ,” Joran said in an almost-question, as his fingers pressed against the already-slick folds of her pussy.
    “Yes,” Adriana said with a moan, pushing her hips down against his touch. She wasn’t sure if she was answering his question or inviting more contact. Joran began to stroke her, his fingers working between her drenched folds. He murmured something in a language she didn’t understand, touching her more and more firmly until he found her clit. Adriana moaned out, long and low, reaching out to grab at Joran’s hard, almost unyielding body impulsively.
    “I want you, Adriana. I want to have you.” Joran leaned in close and brushed his lips against hers. “Say yes—please.” Adriana chuckled lowly, shivering as Joran’s fingers swirled around her clit, rubbing and stroking.
    “Oh-okay,” she said, her breath catching in her throat as one of Joran’s fingers moved down, slipping between her inner labia and pushing inside of her body slowly.
    “I will make you—what is the word? Come?” Adriana chuckled again, breathlessly, her hips rocking and twisting in reaction to his surprisingly deft touches.
    “I can…believe that,” she said. Adriana let her hands trail over Joran’s body curiously, exploring and touching, almost caressing.
    Joran led her towards the bed, continuing to stroke and rub her, working her pussy with his fingers until all Adriana could think about was how good it felt, and the fact that she wanted more; his strangeness, the fact