t-shirt, and he’d never seen anything more beautiful.
Somehow, this damn woman had gotten under his skin in seven days. No, less than that. By the time day seven hit, they were going to be well on their way back to Earth.
He grabbed her by the hips and hauled her up against him and she gasped in surprise, her arms going around his neck. Good. Kaden kissed her again, another hard, possessive kiss. He was going to take her, and it was going to be hard and rough and wet, because he really, really fucking needed to be inside her right now.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, her weight causing the vee of her sex to press against his cock. He groaned at the sensation. Too many clothes. Still too many clothes. He moved forward, heading to the closest antechamber. Someplace where he could set her down, spread her legs, and fuck her until she came.
The cockpit was the closest place. He tore his mouth away from hers and glanced at the empty pilot’s chair. Worked for him. He carried her along, still kissing her, biting at her full lower lip. She sighed in response and he watched her eyes close with bliss, her expression going soft as he tugged on her mouth.
He half-stumbled to the pilot’s chair and thumped down into it heavily. The motion caused her to bounce against his cock, and she moaned at the sensation of him ramming up against her. Her legs fell to his sides, dangling over his hips and the side of the chair, and she began to kiss him with more intensity. Her nipples rubbed up against his chest and he could feel the tips harden under the thin shirt she wore.
He needed to be inside her. Now. Kaden’s hand moved to Zoey’s panties and pushed them aside. Now there was nothing standing in the way of him sinking into her. He lifted her up and positioned his cock head at her entrance, barely giving her a moment’s advance notice before driving into her in one fierce thrust, sinking to the hilt.
She gave a small, broken gasp in response, stiffening against him.
He stilled, panic flaring through him. His hands moved to her hair, stroking her ponytail, her cheek, everywhere he could touch her. He’d been too rough, too quick, and now he’d hurt her. “Zoey?”
Her hands curled on his shoulders, her eyes closed. “I’m okay. I just... need a moment to adjust.” She bit her lip and then chuckled. “You’re not the smallest man I’ve been with.”
God he loved her. “Flatterer,” he told her and tugged her close to kiss at her mouth again. His hand moved to her breast, grazing his thumb over that fabric-covered nipple, and he felt her shudder of response all down his cock, seated deep inside her. He’d wait for her to take the lead again. For now, he was satisfied with simply kissing her. Holding her in his arms, his cock buried in the only place he wanted to be.
She moaned at his caresses on her breasts, leaning into his touch when his fingers played across her nipple again. Her pussy clenched tight around his cock in response and he sucked in a breath, willing himself to remain still.
In an instant, it had gone from being about his need to hers.
When her hand moved to his jaw and stroked lightly along his three-day growth of stubble, he leaned into the caress. He left his hand resting against her side, his thumb pressing just under her jutting little nipple. Zoey shifted on him a little, twisting so that his thumb grazed against the underside of her nipple, and she moaned in response, and he felt it quake deep inside her body again.
“You’re so big, Kaden.”
“You already told me that,” he said in a low, husky voice. He let one hand slide to her waist, moving to her lower back, supporting her. “How are you feeling, Zoey?”
She rocked her hips a little, and he felt the slick glide of her pussy along his cock. His eyes nearly rolled back in pleasure, but he forced himself to stay still. Let her lead... until she gave the lead back to him, of course.
“I’m sorry I scared you back there,”
Somehow, this damn woman had gotten under his skin in seven days. No, less than that. By the time day seven hit, they were going to be well on their way back to Earth.
He grabbed her by the hips and hauled her up against him and she gasped in surprise, her arms going around his neck. Good. Kaden kissed her again, another hard, possessive kiss. He was going to take her, and it was going to be hard and rough and wet, because he really, really fucking needed to be inside her right now.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, her weight causing the vee of her sex to press against his cock. He groaned at the sensation. Too many clothes. Still too many clothes. He moved forward, heading to the closest antechamber. Someplace where he could set her down, spread her legs, and fuck her until she came.
The cockpit was the closest place. He tore his mouth away from hers and glanced at the empty pilot’s chair. Worked for him. He carried her along, still kissing her, biting at her full lower lip. She sighed in response and he watched her eyes close with bliss, her expression going soft as he tugged on her mouth.
He half-stumbled to the pilot’s chair and thumped down into it heavily. The motion caused her to bounce against his cock, and she moaned at the sensation of him ramming up against her. Her legs fell to his sides, dangling over his hips and the side of the chair, and she began to kiss him with more intensity. Her nipples rubbed up against his chest and he could feel the tips harden under the thin shirt she wore.
He needed to be inside her. Now. Kaden’s hand moved to Zoey’s panties and pushed them aside. Now there was nothing standing in the way of him sinking into her. He lifted her up and positioned his cock head at her entrance, barely giving her a moment’s advance notice before driving into her in one fierce thrust, sinking to the hilt.
She gave a small, broken gasp in response, stiffening against him.
He stilled, panic flaring through him. His hands moved to her hair, stroking her ponytail, her cheek, everywhere he could touch her. He’d been too rough, too quick, and now he’d hurt her. “Zoey?”
Her hands curled on his shoulders, her eyes closed. “I’m okay. I just... need a moment to adjust.” She bit her lip and then chuckled. “You’re not the smallest man I’ve been with.”
God he loved her. “Flatterer,” he told her and tugged her close to kiss at her mouth again. His hand moved to her breast, grazing his thumb over that fabric-covered nipple, and he felt her shudder of response all down his cock, seated deep inside her. He’d wait for her to take the lead again. For now, he was satisfied with simply kissing her. Holding her in his arms, his cock buried in the only place he wanted to be.
She moaned at his caresses on her breasts, leaning into his touch when his fingers played across her nipple again. Her pussy clenched tight around his cock in response and he sucked in a breath, willing himself to remain still.
In an instant, it had gone from being about his need to hers.
When her hand moved to his jaw and stroked lightly along his three-day growth of stubble, he leaned into the caress. He left his hand resting against her side, his thumb pressing just under her jutting little nipple. Zoey shifted on him a little, twisting so that his thumb grazed against the underside of her nipple, and she moaned in response, and he felt it quake deep inside her body again.
“You’re so big, Kaden.”
“You already told me that,” he said in a low, husky voice. He let one hand slide to her waist, moving to her lower back, supporting her. “How are you feeling, Zoey?”
She rocked her hips a little, and he felt the slick glide of her pussy along his cock. His eyes nearly rolled back in pleasure, but he forced himself to stay still. Let her lead... until she gave the lead back to him, of course.
“I’m sorry I scared you back there,”
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