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flight even while he palmed her
ass.
     
    When Samius groaned and shifted beneath her, the pleasure
that ripped through her body was like nothing she had ever known.
    What’s wrong with me?
    The only answer she received was her body demanding she find
release. A sob breached her lips as Samius cupped her bottom and then slid his
hands around her waist and up beneath her loose cotton shirt. With each press
and roll, she whimpered.
    His hands found her breast-band and folded up the stretchy
material. He exposed her breasts and rolled her tight nipples between thumbs
and forefingers. A thrill went through her at the thought that she was making
love to this man, that Samius, who she knew so little about, would be her first
lover. And oh how she wanted him. She didn’t know why or how it happened but
she was consumed by him, needed him inside her.
    Without any inhibition, Achelle reached behind her and
pressed her palm against his erection. The length of him twitched against her
fingers. The head of him nudged her palm as if asking her to release him from
his pants.
    He nipped her ear before hissing, “If you continue to touch
me there, Mate, there will be no turning back. No postponing the inevitable. Do
you understand this?”
    Shit.
    She lifted her hand and pressed it once more to her stomach,
trying to ease the pain that cramped her muscles and demanded she have sex with
a stranger. Here she had been avoiding selling her body and now she found she
would sell her soul for the feel of Samius’ tongue thrusting into her mouth,
the slow slide of his cock opening her feminine walls to make room for his
length and girth as he pumped hard and fast.
    Standing, she took a deep, calming breath and righted her
breast-band, shirt and skirt. The clenching between her thighs made her cry
out. A tear snaked down her cheek.
    Samius’ rich voice filled the cabin with curses. He snatched
her up, twirled her around and set her, facing him, on his lap. In a last-ditch
effort, she pressed her palms against his chest and halfheartedly tried to push
him away, but his green-blue eyes met hers and she froze under his passionate
gaze.
    He captured her mouth in a scorching kiss that went on and
on, his tongue thrusting, his chocolaty taste filling her mouth, making her
moan, his hands seating her so that his large erection teased her swollen lower
lips.
    She dug her nails into his broad shoulders when his fingers
sought her center and sank into the wet folds of her sex, slid up to her tight
little bud and teased the nerve-rich area.
    When he pressed a long finger into the tight channel of her
body, she bucked and cried out, riding his hand as his finger mimicked the
thrust of his tongue. Just as her pleasure took wing, he withdrew. His tongue.
His finger. His self.
    Tears of frustration sprang to her eyes. How dare he bring
her body to the pinnacle of pleasure and then abandon her, leaving her empty
and in need. How dare he—
    “Oh!”
    He stood with her in his arms, locked the controls and then
laid her on the panel. With a quick yank her skirt was pulled up and she was
left exposed to his heated gaze. His tongue darted out and he licked his lips
as a deep growl emanated from his throat.
    He knelt, positioned her legs over his shoulders and lowered
his head to the aching, weeping center of her body. Before she could wince in
embarrassment, Samius let out a guttural growl that rolled through the tiny
ship like thunder. As she waited for the first touch of his mouth, her body
tensed, her heartbeat tripped and pounded out a rhythm of unadulterated need.
    “Your scent makes demands of me.” His whisper rushed out in
a blast of heat that sent her inner thighs tingling.
    “Mmm,” was all she could manage in response as she clenched
the edge of the control panel, an intense wave of painful need rolling through
her once more.
    “I’d rather die than watch you suffer, not when I can
alleviate your pain.”
    She dug her heels into his shoulder blades