ass, teasing caresses that reminded her of the heat
of Mace’s palm.
“You are hot already, perhaps wet?” Cayl’s question broke
into her thoughts even as he slipped one finger beneath the silk lining and
teased her pussy lips. The caress shocked the truth out of her.
“Yes.”
“The sight of those men sucking that woman’s tits was most
arousing.” He reached up and undid the top two buttons of her blouse. “But I
find the sight of your breasts much more compelling.”
Annoying reality slammed into her brain and she sat up. It
was happening again. Her thighs were spread, her underwear just moments from
being disposed up and Cayl was already unbuttoning her blouse.
“Oh no.” Not again. Not that last night hadn’t been, well,
delicious but still, she was a professional and she really shouldn’t let an
alien use her as a science experiment. Particularly not when it brought her so
much pleasure. There was probably something in the rules about this.
“But Agent Denning, you said we should not be conspicuous,
did you not?”
“Yes, but—”
“And the others in the room are engaged in sexual activity
or watching others. We have no one around us whom we could view.” As if this
explained all it needed to, he tugged open another button of her blouse.
“But—”
Cayl brushed aside the edges of her blouse and placed his
hands on her breasts, his palms brushing the lace of her bra. Devin gasped. He
trailed his fingertip along the edge of the cup.
“It is quite intriguing,” he said looking up, over her
shoulder. She glanced to her side and realized that Mace had rejoined them.
He looked like pure sex tonight—a beast in his element. The
dark suit combined with the wicked hunger in his eyes made him dangerous, a
sexual animal that Cayl seemed to find equally as interesting. He scanned
Mace’s body and licked his lips like he was remembering the taste. As Mace
leaned closer, Devin crushed a whimper. She was surrounded, overwhelmed by two
sexual dominant males.
“That’s a pretty bra.” Mace ran his fingers along the edge
of the cups.
“Yes. When she covered her tits tonight, I was distressed
but I can see it is most fascinating. It heightens my curiosity to see them
naked again. Do you find this true as well?”
“Definitely,” Mace murmured as he bent down and covered her
mouth in a kiss that fried every synapse in her brain. He teased her lips with
his tongue, asking, demanding entrance. She groaned and opened her mouth,
wanting his taste. Heat swelled in her breasts as Cayl’s hands slid beneath her
bra, cupping her, fingers teasing her nipples.
Mace drew back, giving her a moment to breathe. And in that
split second her conscience reminded her why they were there. Seeking a killer.
She moaned. These freakin’ intrusions of reality made it difficult to forget
the world, sink into the rampant sensuality of the room and the two men who
tempted her.
But the sooner they found Harken the sooner she could go
back to being her normal boring self and not some wannabe sex goddess. A tiny
crack formed in her heart but she ignored it. She had a mission. She blinked
hoping to clear the double vision created by Mace’s kiss and tried to sit up.
Cayl’s hands and lips didn’t allow her much movement and the strong steady pull
of his mouth on her nipple made the edges of her vision wobble.
“Uh, w-what did the front desk say?”
“They don’t have him logged in for the night yet but that
doesn’t mean anything. They look at ID cards but they don’t always write
everyone down.”
Her mind captured what he had said but the ability to
respond faded. Cayl continued to work her breasts, lips sucking, fingers
flicking across nipples, every stroke a bright, new shimmer into her core.
“We must wait then until he arrives…” Cayl’s words blurred
against her skin as he kissed then sucked one nipple deep into his mouth. The
soft swirl of his tongue rippled through her pussy. Her gasp filled the
of Mace’s palm.
“You are hot already, perhaps wet?” Cayl’s question broke
into her thoughts even as he slipped one finger beneath the silk lining and
teased her pussy lips. The caress shocked the truth out of her.
“Yes.”
“The sight of those men sucking that woman’s tits was most
arousing.” He reached up and undid the top two buttons of her blouse. “But I
find the sight of your breasts much more compelling.”
Annoying reality slammed into her brain and she sat up. It
was happening again. Her thighs were spread, her underwear just moments from
being disposed up and Cayl was already unbuttoning her blouse.
“Oh no.” Not again. Not that last night hadn’t been, well,
delicious but still, she was a professional and she really shouldn’t let an
alien use her as a science experiment. Particularly not when it brought her so
much pleasure. There was probably something in the rules about this.
“But Agent Denning, you said we should not be conspicuous,
did you not?”
“Yes, but—”
“And the others in the room are engaged in sexual activity
or watching others. We have no one around us whom we could view.” As if this
explained all it needed to, he tugged open another button of her blouse.
“But—”
Cayl brushed aside the edges of her blouse and placed his
hands on her breasts, his palms brushing the lace of her bra. Devin gasped. He
trailed his fingertip along the edge of the cup.
“It is quite intriguing,” he said looking up, over her
shoulder. She glanced to her side and realized that Mace had rejoined them.
He looked like pure sex tonight—a beast in his element. The
dark suit combined with the wicked hunger in his eyes made him dangerous, a
sexual animal that Cayl seemed to find equally as interesting. He scanned
Mace’s body and licked his lips like he was remembering the taste. As Mace
leaned closer, Devin crushed a whimper. She was surrounded, overwhelmed by two
sexual dominant males.
“That’s a pretty bra.” Mace ran his fingers along the edge
of the cups.
“Yes. When she covered her tits tonight, I was distressed
but I can see it is most fascinating. It heightens my curiosity to see them
naked again. Do you find this true as well?”
“Definitely,” Mace murmured as he bent down and covered her
mouth in a kiss that fried every synapse in her brain. He teased her lips with
his tongue, asking, demanding entrance. She groaned and opened her mouth,
wanting his taste. Heat swelled in her breasts as Cayl’s hands slid beneath her
bra, cupping her, fingers teasing her nipples.
Mace drew back, giving her a moment to breathe. And in that
split second her conscience reminded her why they were there. Seeking a killer.
She moaned. These freakin’ intrusions of reality made it difficult to forget
the world, sink into the rampant sensuality of the room and the two men who
tempted her.
But the sooner they found Harken the sooner she could go
back to being her normal boring self and not some wannabe sex goddess. A tiny
crack formed in her heart but she ignored it. She had a mission. She blinked
hoping to clear the double vision created by Mace’s kiss and tried to sit up.
Cayl’s hands and lips didn’t allow her much movement and the strong steady pull
of his mouth on her nipple made the edges of her vision wobble.
“Uh, w-what did the front desk say?”
“They don’t have him logged in for the night yet but that
doesn’t mean anything. They look at ID cards but they don’t always write
everyone down.”
Her mind captured what he had said but the ability to
respond faded. Cayl continued to work her breasts, lips sucking, fingers
flicking across nipples, every stroke a bright, new shimmer into her core.
“We must wait then until he arrives…” Cayl’s words blurred
against her skin as he kissed then sucked one nipple deep into his mouth. The
soft swirl of his tongue rippled through her pussy. Her gasp filled the
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