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“Just get on with it,” he rumbled.
Fine, I thought. Whatever.
Before I could hold the instrument up however, I noticed an array of fine scars moving up and down his back. Scars? Some were crisscrossed, some were round, some long. What had happened to this man?
“Can you do this or not?” He sounded impatient.
I pressed the button like he had shown me and aligned the yellow light, focusing solely on the task at hand, ignoring the still trickling silvery blood and the urge to wipe it away. Slowly, I moved the light over the wound and watched in astonishment as it began to seal.
“Wow!”
“What?” When he turned his head, our eyes met for a fraction of a second, and I swallowed. Those eyes. All black and deep. They looked liquid, like an abyss. Like a dangerously deep abyss I could easily drown in. My finger moved off the button and the corner of his lips slightly rose, exposing a dimple in his lightly sunken cheek.
Oh my God! My knees quaked. With a hard staccato, my blood pulsed through my veins, heating me from the inside out. What the hell is wrong with me? I barely escaped death or whatever from my alien captors, and now I’m horny as fuck for another alien? That thought was but fleeting. The instrument dropped from my fingers to the ground, but the sound of it was ignored, just like my mind screaming at me to be rational.
My body suddenly had a mind of its own, and it wanted to fuck this alien man.
Ever so slowly, he turned around. His hand lifted so his palm could caress my cheek. The curve by his lips deepened arrogantly. Having me seemed like a forgone conclusion to him. I was sure many women had fallen to their knees at the sight of it, and I wouldn’t be an exception. I also wasn’t under any illusion that this would be more than this moment.
But being wanted by a man like him, even if he was an alien with silvery skin, was like balm on my wounded soul.
His palm moved down my cheek, leaving my skin tingling. His knuckles moved under my chin, lifting it. My lips opened of their own accord. A tremble moved through me. I wanted this. I wanted him.
I had never been a risk taker. Had never lived on the wild side. I never had a one-night stand. I made men wait for months before I allowed them into my bedroom. But not here. Not that day.
That knowing smile was all that filled my line of vision as his head lowered. I felt the gentle breeze of his breath and closed my eyes. As soon as our lips touched, a tremor of excitement swept over me. But that was nothing compared to the electrical current humming through me when our tongues met.
As if he had anticipated my legs giving out, his hand sneaked around my waist and was all that was holding me up. I linked my arms behind his neck and pressed myself closer to him.
His hand holding my waist moved lower, cupped my ass and pressed me fully against his hard erection. I responded with a moan and ground my hips against him. His mouth left mine to trail down my neck. His hot breath against my skin was nearly my undoing. Nobody had ever gotten me this close to coming just by kissing and touching.
As I leaned back, I got a whiff of myself with my arms raised high and recoiled. I had been held captive for days, before that I had been hiding in a basement with limited water resources. Nicely put, I stank.
“I need… I need…”
“What do you need, beautiful?” he rasped, his voice sending ripples through my skin.
“I should clean up first.” I managed.
“So should I,” he replied, picking me up as if I weighed nothing and damn, if that wasn’t another turn on that went straight into my pussy.
He carried me into another room, doors opened into the walls and in response to him rumbling something, the sound of rushing water filled the air. A shower? In space?
Nope, not going there.
I would not begin to think or analyze. Lying in his arms was… incredible. So was the sensation of leaning against this manly chest, wider than any I had ever seen, wider than any hot movie star I had ever lusted after.
He stepped into the shower, with me in his arms, before he slowly, slowly let me glide down his hard, muscly body.
I felt like I was in a trance when he tugged on my shirt. I rose my arms and he pulled it over my head. Warm water rushed down my oh-so-sensitive body. Every single one of my nerve endings seemed to be laid bare as water rushed over my skin.
“You are beautiful.” His voice sounded hoarse and deep as his hands took possession of my tits. His head bent lower as he moved the cup of my bra out of the way and began to expertly suck on my nipple.
His tongue teased around the erect bud, making me gasp. He trailed kisses down lower, opened the zipper and button on my jeans, then pulled them down. I quivered and barely managed to raise first one then the other leg, so he could take the rest of my clothing off.
He stood, and I went to work on his tight black pants. His enormous cock sprang free, looking so strange in its silvery coloring with a black head. Thick, dark veins moved up and down the length of it, and I swallowed when I realized they would bring the most delicious friction to me.
I couldn’t help it. I licked him. He tasted strong. Not bitter and not salty, just strong.
