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My fingers found her clit and I moved them in slow circles, watching as her eyes fluttered shut. She bit down on her lower lip, a quiet whimper escaping her throat. Sensing her surrender to the pleasure, I quickened my pace. My body moved with an instinctive rhythm that matched the wild beating of our shared heartbeats.
Amber's nails dug into my back, pulling me closer as if trying to merge our bodies into one. Her breath hitched in her throat as I plunged deeper, the intensity of the moment pushing us both to the precipice.
Her cries became more fervent, matching the rhythm of our bodies and creating a symphony of passion that echoed around the confined space. The room filled with the aroma of our heat, the scent sending my mind spiraling down a path of desire-fueled delirium. She writhed against me as I drove her closer to the edge, my name escaping from her lips in between gasping breaths.
“Ryrik…” She breathed out in a husky whisper, her voice breaking on the last syllable. Her body trembled beneath mine, her muscles clenching and unclenching in time with my thrusts.
Her breath hitched in her throat, and she clung to me, the tremble of her body telling me she was close. With a final thrust, I sent her spiraling into an orgasm that had her crying out my name. The sound was nearly drowned out by the blood pounding in my ears and the desperate beat of my own impending climax.
I followed a heartbeat after her, succumbing to the waves of pleasure that crashed over us both. Her name was a strangled gasp on my lips as our bodies spasmed together, united in the throes of ecstasy so profound it was nearly blinding. The world outside ceased to exist as we clung to each other for dear life.
The echoes of our shared pleasure slowly faded into whispers of heavy breathing. I gently pulled out from her and held her close as she buried her face in my chest, listening to the steady thumping of my heart. Amber’s breaths against my skin were scorching, yet they sent chills racing down my spine.
We stayed like that for some time, wrapped in our exhaustion and basking in the afterglow. Outside the broom closet, the world still raged with uncertainties. But inside, we had found a sliver of peace, temporarily shielded from any impending chaos.
Eventually, reality seeped back in, its insistent pull reminding us that we had a world to face again. A world considerably less comforting than the nook we had found ourselves in. Yet somehow, knowing that what we’d just shared would remain ours alone gave us strength.
As I helped Amber redress and smoothed the lines of her disheveled hair, there was a new intimacy between us. A glance in her eyes and the mere touch of our fingertips were now charged with references to those fleeting moments.
“One more minute,” she whispered, gazing up at me, her voice still thick with lingering desire.
I nodded, pulling her close again. Her head nestled against my chest, listening to the heartbeat that had pounded in rhythm with hers just minutes ago.
Drawing back, I traced the line of her jaw with my thumb, seeing the flush still lingering on her cheeks. Amber's eyes flickered to mine, their depth holding an unspoken yearning that mirrored my own.
Reluctantly we parted, our touches lingering for just a moment longer than necessary. Opening the door, I peered into the hallway and then beckoned for Amber to follow me. We stepped out, leaving behind the remnants of our stolen moments.
The once familiar hallways now held an eerie echo as we tiptoed through them, carefully avoiding any detection. The world had continued in our absence, oblivious to our rendezvous inside a broom closet and yet it seemed drastically different now.
AMBER
“Don’t fidget,” Ryrik warned as we approached Conii’s compound.
The plan was easy enough. I’d simply blend in with the staff for a big event at one of Conii’s clubs. It was a backdoor gathering for the who’s who of the Thodos III underworld.
“I can hardly breathe in this vest,” I remarked as our steps slowed down at the back entrance. We looked out and saw the place heavily guarded, with odd faces peppered against the entrance.
“It looks like Conii recruited every unattached gangster this side of the Underground,” Ryrik said with an undertone in his voice that sounded like a warning. “That’s Simmy Gahil, the Dargun wild card who went rogue.”
He pointed to an unnaturally small green alien with a toothy grin and an unhinged expression.
“Look out for him,” he said, setting his arms around my shoulders from behind. “He’s unpredictable.”
There was no time for goodbyes. Any time we spent here could give us away. So I didn’t take it personally when I felt him push me into the throng of girls, waiting for screening by Conii’s goons.
As much as I wanted to turn around, I had no choice but to replace the cold dread of our departure with an inner resilience to carry out my mission. The girls around me shivered in their overly tight shorts and boots.
“It’s freezing here,” one said.
“This corridor has no heating.” a more seasoned girl informed us. “They use some kind of heat sensor as part of the security, looking for percomms, hidden trackers, that kind of thing.”
I looked down at the still-red pinprick. Tiny as it was, it made me uneasy. Before me in line, girls were scanned one by one with an x-ray gun. Each girl stood in a pop-up holobooth.
Fuck. How the hell was I supposed to get through that? With a 360-degree wall of nano-tech sensors, I was as good as dead before I had even started.
“You!” a Nazok yelled into my ear. Somehow it was my turn. “You’re up. Step into the booth.”
As soon as I stepped into the area, my lungs felt tight with anticipation. I remembered Sakkar’s advice to get my hands as high as possible. It was my only hope.
