Page 78 of Defying the Relic Hunter

“Do you know how to Tango?”

“I spent some time in Buenos Aires and learned from the best.”

“What was her name?” Holding my face up to the warm spray of water, I let it wash away the blood. It was pure heaven.

“Lolita.” Ethan poured shampoo into his hands and gently worked it into my scalp.

My pussy clench as his fingers massaged my head. “Did you do the horizontal Tango too.”

“God, no. Lolita was eighty-years old and had a very protective husband.” He tilted my head back letting the hot water rinse away the soap. “Jealous?”

“You betcha.” The pad of Ethan’s thumb brushed over my lips. I took it into my mouth and sucked on it like I would his penis.

“Fuck.” A shudder shook Ethan. “You have a very talented mouth Angel.” He grabbed my right hand, spun me around him and pulled me into a tight embrace. “Let’s dance.”

Ethan promenaded me around the decontamination chamber and made his pecs dance.

A laugh escaped me. “Sexy and crazy. What more could a girl want?”

“You haven’t seen anything yet.” His large hands skimmed down my back, grabbed my hips and up I went. He twirled my body around his head, then lowered me until our lips met.

I took his mouth in a hot, opened-mouth kiss. It sparked the fire that silently burned between us.

“You drive me mad,”Ethan whispered in my head.

“And you take my breath away.”I wrapped my legs around his hips. “Now where are those squiggly little joy toys.”

Ethan winced. “Little? Squiggly?”

“Awesome. Erotic. Delightful sex toys. Put them to work sugar.”

“As my lady commands.”

Tentacles undulated against my pussy, electrifying every nerve ending. I sucked in a shuddering breath. Ethan was a fever in my blood. He was everywhere, touching my mind, my body. I grabbed his taut ass. “More. More.”

Ethan’s cock slid home. A moan tore from me at the delicious stretching feeling.

“Like that?” He thrust into me in a steady rhythm designed to make my nervous system short circuit. The vibrating joy toys pulsated up my channel, sending ecstasy cascading through me.

“God yes.” Every touch, every kiss twisted the coil of arousal tighter and tighter until spikes of ecstasy roared through me.

His decadent tongue never stopped moving as Ethan pounded into me with deep, strong strokes. Multiple orgasms shook my body and I came apart in his arms.

“This is not the time for you to hump like rabbits.”Granny Annabel materialized in the shower.

Ethan scowled. “Talk about a buzz kill.”

“This better be good Granny.” I slid down Ethan’s body.

Granny gawked at Ethan. “Holy Mary Mother of God!”

“What’s the emergency?” I stepped in front of Ethan.

“He doesn’t have a willie or balls.”

“He does. They’re just placed differently.”

“Are they in his ass?” Granny cocked her head.

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