Page 37 of Escape Velocity

“You are wearing too much clothing, I think.”

She had unbuttoned the front of her dress. Now she did the same for his shirt, opening the front so she could ease the sleeve off his burned arm before turning to the other side.

As his shirt fell to the deck, she swept her gaze across his chest. “And you are a magnificent man.”

She stroked her hands across his heated skin, then found his nipples, pulling on them the way he had pulled on hers.

He sucked in a breath.

“Is that all right?”

“It’s good.”

Her hands slid downward to the waistband of his slacks where she opened the button at the front, then spread the placket.

When she reached inside and wrapped her fist around his aching cock, he caught his breath, allowing himself to enjoy the pleasure for a few moments before lifting her hand away.

She gave him a questioning look.

“You’ll make me come.”

“I want you to do that—inside me.”

She walked around him to the bunk and lay down, looking up at him. “Show me how to do it.”

Following her down, he began to touch her again, loving the feel of her silky skin as he stroked the sides of her breasts, the curve of her hip, avoiding the center of her body until he reached the juncture of her legs, where he combed his fingers through her crisp thatch of hair.

She raised her hips, thrusting toward his hand. “Go lower,” she whispered.

He did as she asked, dipping into her intimate folds, finding her slick and swollen for him.

She rocked her hips against his fingers, and he watched her face as he stroked from her clit to her vagina, then back again.

Her breath came in little pants.

“Do it now.”

As she spoke, she reached for his cock and guided him to her. He did it fast, hoping that would get the pain over quickly.

Still, she made a muffled sound, and he went still.

“I hurt you.”

“Only a little.” She circled his shoulders with her arms as she tipped her hips upward, drawing him farther inside her. Rolling her to the side, he moved slowly in and out of her as he caressed her breasts, her clit, bringing her back to the level of arousal where she’d been a few moments earlier.

He heard her gasp, felt her inner muscles clench, then spasm. She cried out again, and he shouted his own pleasure as he followed her over the edge into ecstasy.