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“We’re a team. I travel constantly for the company but I warned my brothers I’ll be cutting back substantially. You and I need an established home together, a base of operations. But yes, I want you to travel with me and my corporate star cruiser has all the amenities of this ship and functions as a fully staffed business hub on the move for me. It can be the same for you. We’ll be equal partners in whatever we do. I give you my word as a Benfield. I’ll even offer to shake on it.”
He stuck his hand out and with a laugh Micki took it and they shook. She turned his hand over to
check his knuckles and inhaled sharply. The skin was bruised and battered. “Did you do that fighting Kumisarc earlier?"
"Yes. I had to teach the bastard a lesson about not assaulting women when they tell him no, and since I wanted to kill him for touching you, I hit him as hard as I could.” Josh made a fist and frowned. “Good thing the ship’s security and the ISD crew kept me from carrying out my goal. I was in a red rage once I saw what was going on in the rehearsal room.”
Micki raised his hand to her lips and kissed the knuckles softly before resting her cheek against his skin. “I was so grateful to see you burst into the room. I was fighting him but I was so scared.”
“Did you go the ship’s doctor?”
“I wasn’t hurt because you arrived in the nick of time. Remember I told you about my life after I left the DPRC camp? I’ve had to deal with guys who didn’t want to take no for an answer before. It’s not pleasant and it was scary last night, but I’m okay. And if the end result was us getting back together, that’s a better ending to the incident than anything I ever experienced before.” She ran her fingers over his chest, tracing the sharply delineated muscles under the tee shirt fabric. The temptation to run her hand under his waistband and savor the strength and power of what he had there, currently making an impressive bulge in his pants, was overwhelming. If she touched him there right now she’d probably self combust with passion. “I think we should adjourn to your suite, don’t you? My cabin is tiny and this is too public for the rest of our making up tonight. Or at least what I have planned.”
Josh laughed in delight and got to his feet with her still in his arms. “Your wish is definitely my command, Ms. Allwell.”
“I can walk, you know.”
“You always prefer to stand on your own two feet, don’t you? I like that.” He set her on her feet and hand in hand they made their way to the exit. It was a quick trip in the gravlift to Level A and Josh’s suite. He swept her up again and headed for the bedroom, which was fine with Micki.
“I missed you,” she said, kissing his neck and chin as he walked. “Why did you stop calling me?”
“You obviously weren’t going to answer. I figured I needed to wait for you to come to me and be willing to talk.”
“And if I never did, then what?”
He laid her on the bed, toed off his shoes and began ripping off his clothes. “I wasn’t leaving this ship without making a last ditch effort to break through your silence and convince you to give me another chance. I knew I’d see you at least one more time to do our week six dance—you’re too professional to leave me hanging without a partner. I would have refused any other partner. Dance was my ace in the hole.”
“I had decided we could dance together,” she admitted as she shed her own clothing, leaving it in a pile on the floor with his. “But I was going to be all cold and professional.”
“Cold huh? Let’s see if I can warm you up.” Josh came onto the bed, spreading her legs and making it obvious what he had in mind as he positioned himself with his head on her thigh.
“I’m not cold now.” Micki giggled. “But please feel free to proceed.”
He needed no further permission, using his tongue to great effect, swirling the tip around the sensitive pearl of nerves hidden away in her folds and stroking the entire area before penetrating her and doing creative, mind blowing things to her inner nerve endings that had her squirming, clutching at his shoulders and finally climaxing in a burst of ecstasy.
Not taking a break from his efforts to please her after watching her come apart in his arms, he paid attention to her breasts, suckling the tips into hard buds and savoring the feel of her curvy frame in his hands. Micki loved how determined he was to make this night about her and wrapped herself around him, reveling in being the absolute center of his universe and attention. When Josh finally slid his cock inside her slick heat, going balls deep with one powerful thrust, she was so aroused and needy she could hardly stand it.
He pumped in and out, holding her tight, kissing her and touching her while she clenched and used her dancer’s body to heighten his pleasure as well. With her strong core and control of her every move, she could tell she was driving him to distraction as much as he was intent on giving her an epic orgasm. They’d never done a dance like this together before and it was exhilarating. When she finally crested the wave and couldn’t deny the release any longer, she was shaken by how intense the sensations were. This was happiness and love wrapped up with their physical enjoyment of each other and the experience was incredible.
Josh went over the edge of his own release a moment after she lost herself in her joy, deep in her body, sheathed in her warmth, milked by the power of her orgasm. He collapsed on her when the echoes of bliss faded and rolled them to the side, still united as one. “I love you,” he said, kissing her hard. “I’m not letting you go again.”
She smiled a bit hazily, trailing her fingers over his shoulder and back, doing a soft massage. “Good. Because I’m not going anywhere unless you’re there.”
They lay together contentedly. After a while Josh rose and left the room, bringing back a warm washcloth and tending to her. “I ordered a late dinner,” he said. “And champagne. We have to toast to our reunion and the incomparable makeup sex.”
“The night is young,” she said, amusing herself, for using the cliché. “It’s my turn to make up to you next. But yes, dinner first. I haven’t had any appetite since the ball and now suddenly I’m ravenous.”
CHAPTER TEN
Hours later Micki reported to the ISD production office and collected their assignment for week six. Frowning and chewing her lip she retraced her steps to Josh’s suite. “It’s movie night this time.” Reading from the card, she said, “Our dancers and their celebrities recreate a few of the most epic dance scenes drawn from hit trideos of the past decades.”
“Sounds dramatic.” Josh surveyed her. “Problem?”
Waving the card, she said, “There’s a big lift at the end of our assigned scene.”
Frowning he took the card and read it over. “I don’t see the issue. We’ve proven we can do lifts.”
“This one is iconic, trust me and if we get it wrong every woman of a certain age in the Sectors will hate us and vote us off the show.”
