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him.

    She pushed away her morbid
thoughts and focused on the rough glide of his lips over hers.
Their tongues met and she fought for dominance over his, playing
with it and driving him on.

    Remi pushed her back and
breathed hard. She was incredible. She matched him strength for
strength, passion for passion. He ran his fingers through her hair,
still amazed at the fact it reacted to her feelings. There was so
much about her that he didn’t know, but he wanted to find out. He
longed for more time with her and swore that he would do his best
on Varka Two so he could return to her.

    In one swift move, his
feet hit the floor and he lifted her onto the inspection table. Her
eyes went wide with shock, as though she was surprised to find
herself suddenly on the padded leather bench. He grabbed her
backside and dragged her towards the edge of the table, settling
himself between her legs. Her hands rested on his shoulders,
fingers gently grazing his skin, sending his temperature
soaring.

    He pulled her against him
again and kissed her, hard and with all the passion burning inside
him. Only fifteen minutes. It wasn’t enough time. He wanted to make
love to her, to spend the rest of his life showing her just how
special she was and how beautiful.

    His hand slid up to her
waist and hers dropped to his upper arms, thumbs caressing the
curve of his biceps. For a moment, he’d thought she was going to
stop him. Taking her compliance and touch as an invitation, he
raised his hands a little more, until they moulded around the firm
globes of her breasts. She moaned into his mouth, her kiss turning
fierce and hungry. It was a battle to remain in control, to fight
her for dominance. It seemed the fifteen minute deadline had filled
her with the same urgency that he felt.

    He squeezed her breasts,
groaning internally at the feel of them and the fact he was finally
touching her, and then moved to the buttons of her dress. Breaking
the kiss, he drew back and watched his hands as he started to
unbutton the dark blue dress. She leaned back, reached to the side
towards the control panel and pressed a button. The door lock
clicked into place. When he looked at her, she gave him a shy smile
and blushed. That was a definite invite.

    His fingers shook when he
peeled apart the top half of her dress to reveal the inner curves
of her pale breasts. He continued to undo the buttons, his heart
beating faster with each one that gave and his erection growing
harder. It pressed against his trousers, begging to be released. He
wriggled to get it into a more comfortable position and the action
spread Emmanuelle’s legs further apart. The last button on her
dress came undone. His gaze raked over her slim body, from her ripe
small breasts to her toned stomach and finally her dark blue
panties.

    A groan left him, followed
by a low guttural noise as he dragged her towards him and kissed
her hard. He wanted her, wanted to stake his claim and make her
wholly his at last. Her tongue fought his again and this time he
won, leaning her over backwards and sliding his hands into her
dress. The feel of her skin was amazing—soft and warm and supple.
It gave under his fingers as he pressed them in, holding her
tight.

    His lips left hers and he
kissed a trail down to her neck, tasting her warm flesh and scent
of Lyran lilies. He continued downwards to her chest and brushed
the two sides of her dress apart to reveal her breasts in their
entirety. The pale mounds were peaked with small dusky nipples that
called to him. He lowered his mouth to one and licked it before
sucking it into his mouth.

    She moaned and leaned back
further, her hands on his shoulders stopping her from falling onto
the table.

    “ Remi,” she
whispered and he stopped and drew back to look at her. The sound of
his name spoken in such an aroused tone made his cock ache. He
needed to be inside her.

    A five minute warning
sounded.

    “ No time...”
she said and pulled herself up.

    He jumped when