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pert nipples as he
removed her top. She raised her arms and he pulled her top off over
them. It drifted away. Leaning backwards into him, she bent her
arms over her head and ran her fingers through his hair. She
wriggled as his hands skimmed down her arms and covered her
breasts. He ground his pelvis against her backside and she groaned
at the feel of his hard cock, imagining it inside her.

    Her body hummed with
pleasure when his thumbs circled her nipples and her eyes went wide
when he swiftly turned her to face him. She grabbed one of the
rails along the window to stop them both from floating off and bit
her lip hard when his tongue swept around her nipple and he sucked
it into his mouth. Arching into him, bending over backwards, she
stared at the distant galaxy. One of his hands held her upper back.
The other one grabbed her backside. She spread her legs and wrapped
them around his waist. Her ankles pressed into his buttocks,
driving his hips forwards. A satisfied moan rumbled around her
throat when his hard length pressed against her wetness. She needed
him inside.

    His tongue tortured her
nipples, stirring passion until she couldn’t take any
more.

    Raking her nails up his
strong back, she buried her fingers into his hair and held him to
her breast. He suckled harder, making sparks of pleasure shoot out
in all directions from her nipples and turning her abdomen hot with
need.

    His fingers dug into her
backside and he ground against her, moaning into her breast. He
ground again, rubbing the length of his hard cock against her. She
bit her lip harder and screwed her eyes shut, desperate for more
contact between them. He kissed downwards from her breasts, his
tongue tracing the underside of it before he began to descend
towards her stomach. Eyes snapping open, she stared at the galaxy
again. Even if he’d kept the shutter closed, she still would’ve
been seeing stars. His touch was like nothing she’d ever felt
before. It stirred desire in her veins that threatened to overwhelm
her and made her lose control until she could think of nothing but
her need to feel him moving inside her, filling her up and
completing her. Once she’d had him, she’d be spoiled to all and
would never love another, but she didn’t care. She didn’t care if
she never felt another’s touch in all her life. She only wanted
him.

    Her captain.

    Her Acer.

    His tongue swirled around
her navel and then he kissed lower, his lips dancing lightly over
her skin and making her burn hotter than ever for his
touch.

    His fingers skimmed the
waist of her tight white shorts and she sucked in her stomach when
his hands met over it. He dipped his fingers inside the waist of
her shorts and moved them out towards her hips. She clenched her
muscles when he began to lower her shorts and her groin throbbed at
the idea of him touching her there. She’d fantasised about how it
would feel to have his mouth on her, his tongue tasting her flesh
and her arousal. She’d dreamt of it countless times, and each time
it was bliss.

    He tugged her shorts off
over her feet and ran his hands back up the length of her legs.
When he reached her thighs, he spread them and she cried out her
pleasure as his tongue darted into her slippery folds and teased
her pert clitoris. It was torture. It was heaven. It was everything
she’d imagined it would be and so much more.

    She spread her legs
further for him and he moaned. Parting her with his fingers, he
licked her hard from her opening to her aroused nub. His tongue
flicked it, sending fireworks shooting through her body and
exploding in her mind. The desperate need to have him inside her
trebled, pushing her into losing grip on the last threads of her
restraint and making her mind foggy with lust.

    A low groan escaped her
when he traced a finger down from her nub to her opening and slowly
slid it inside her. Her grip on the bar tightened as he stroked
inside her, stoking the fire of her need. She clenched her