Page 25 of Prospecting

“You are not getting any sex until you,” Sheridan stopped talking because he shoved his tongue down her throat. He pushed her against the wall, tugged at her shirt, pushed his needy cock against her.

“Cade,” she murmured. She caught a whiff of him. Wrinkled her nose. “No.” she told him firmly, bringing his face up to hers. “Shower.”

“Sex in the shower,” he asked rubbing his thumb over her nipple.

“Maybe,” Sheridan said feeling her body revving up. He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. She laughed, tugged on his hair, kissed him again.

“Gods, you’re delicious,” he murmured against her breast.

“Washing your body,” Sheridan reminded him gasping as the heat of him, the touch of his lips aroused her instantly. In the months since they left the last station, they’d sampled, tagged, and sent notification about asteroid fields. Cade taught her what he did, how to fly, and the business aspect of prospecting. They arrived at the new field just under two days ago. Cade kept to his chair while he searched.

“I’ll wash your body,” he said. He tugged her clothes off. His mouth captured her nipple, sucked it in, bit it.

“Your body,” Sheridan said and couldn’t help the breathlessness in her voice.

“My body, your body,” he said shoving his pants off. She pushed him back into the shower, turned the water on cold. He shook like a dog would as the water washed over him. His cock seemed to get bigger. “Come here.”

“Are you going to wash,” she asked.

He pulled the soap out, rubbed his hands full of lather and rubbed it down his body. Her nipples seemed to reach for him, beg for him to touch. “Turn the water warmer,” Sheridan demanded.

“You picked cold,” Cade said. “Come fix it or I’m coming out to do what I want to you.”

“Will you always be this amorous,” she asked laughing. She stepped into the shower and turned the water to the temperature she liked.

“Oh yeah,” he said rubbing his soapy hands all over her. She lathered her hands and rubbed her hands over him, paying particular attention to his long hard shaft which she desperately wanted inside her. “As long as you’re with me, I’ll be ready for you every second of every day.”

“Cade,” she said. “Take me. Take me hard.”

He spun her around, knew exactly what she wanted. “Are you sure,” he murmured, his hands already between her legs, lathering up her hair, her channel, her folds. He rubbed more soap up and down her back, cupping her bum, spreading her cheeks.

“Yes,” she said looking over her shoulder at him. “Now, Cade, I need you now.”

He pushed his cock into her bum, slipped in covered in soap. “Climax, baby,” he said. “I want you tight around me.”

“Hmmm, hmmmm,” she hummed her satisfaction. His balls banged against her vagina, arousing her, as his fingers slipped into her channel, teased her, and made her grunt.

“Sheridan,” he murmured her name as he took her, pushed into her, pulled out, pushed in and out, in and out. He lost himself in the motion of mating. Felt her climax nearing, he shoved in hard and spewed as her body clamped down on his.

“Cade,” she gasped out his name as though her life depended on him.

“Sheridan,” he said jerking a few times to give her all of him. He held her tight to him, knew he wasn’t done and hoped she wasn’t.

“I want to touch you,” she murmured when she finally caught her breath.

He shifted. She pushed him onto the bench. “What are you planning,” he said when he saw the determined look in her eyes.

“Hands off,” she said. She waited until he put his hands behind his head as he’d done before. She rubbed her hand up and down his cock. She hadn’t done oral sex with him since the first time. He never asked for it, never expected it. “You’re the sweetest man. You make love to me and take care of all my sexual needs and fantasies.”

“It pleases me,” he said watching her face. Their eyes met.

“You never ask for anything from me,” she said. “You don’t make demands. You don’t guilt me into anything. It’s sweet.”

“Where are you going with this, Sheridan,” he said.

“I want to try this again,” she said. “No restrictions.”

“Do you want a warning,” he asked.

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