Page 32 of Loving the Alien Spy

I thrust a single digit deep and crush my mouth to hers once more, matching the rhythm of my tongue to my finger. Lindsey opens so sweetly for me, and I add a second finger, still drawing circles around the small bud where she appears to be the most sensitive. My hand is soaked with her mating fluid, and I revel in the sound that comes from me pleasuring my heart’s fire.

My heart pounds, and I fear I’m about to combust. Still, I continue my efforts to bring Lindsey to release. Tension builds at the base of my spine, and my cock threatens to erupt. A third finger joins the other two, and she cries out once more. I increase the speed and push even deeper inside. My fingertip grazes a small, rough patch of flesh on the inner wall of Lindsey’s cunt, and liquid pours from her. I lightly scratch it, and the scream she releases is so loud, I smother it with my mouth over hers.

Her whole body shakes and trembles. She can no longer hold up her weight, and she collapses onto me, which only shoves my fingers farther inside her. Her inner walls clench hard, as though wanting me to become a part of her. The power of her release is enough to trigger my own.

My seed explodes from my cock, soaking my trou as though I were an untried youth. I’m barely able to catch my breath, and I rest my brow against hers that is damp with sweat. The musky scent of our combined arousal fills the air around us. Small tremors from Lindsey’s cunt continue to caress my fingers that I’ve still not withdrawn.

Slowly, so as not to hurt her, I pull them out of her tightness. She takes large, heaving breaths. I open my eyes and raise my head to get a good look at her. Tear tracks line her cheeks, and my heart stops beating.

“Lindsey?” Gods’ blood, have I hurt her?

Her gem-colored eyes lock on mine. They shimmer with wetness.

“That was the most beautiful thing to ever happen to me.”

It takes several ticks before her words penetrate my mind. Relief hits me hard, and I nearly collapse from the weight of it.

“I thought I had caused you pain.”

She lays her hands on either side of my head and rises up to kiss me. “Not at all. It was wonderful.”

For me, it was life-altering. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to recover.

Chapter 16

Lindsey

I’m still reeling from one of—scratch that—the best orgasm of my life. The fact that I’m still standing and not lying on the floor in a gooey puddle is a surprise.

“I didn’t come here for this,” Bannik says. “Not that I wish it hadn’t happened, but I do not want you to think I was here for only this one thing, given how late it is.”

His reassurance is nice to hear but not really necessary. I kiss him once more. “I don’t think that.”

“Good.”

“Do you want to come sit? Have a drink with me?” Without waiting for Bannik’s response, I take his hand and tug him away from the door and farther into the living area. “You look like you’ve had a rough day.”

I’m not sure how I can tell since it’s not as if Bannik’s moods should be that obvious to me. Yet somehow, the knowledgesettles inside my brain. He drops down onto the sofa with a heavy sigh. Or maybe a relieved one. I move to head for the kitchen to grab some plyka squirreled away in the cooling unit, but instead, Bannik pulls me down onto his lap. It occurs to me that both of us have damp pants—a fact I should be far more self-conscious of—but it doesn’t appear to bother him, so I won’t let it bother me either.

“All I need is this—you.”

Oh.

I settle more heavily against his hard chest, trying to ignore the way he smells and the significant bulge I’m sprawled sideways across. I shift my hips a little to get more comfortable, but when Bannik’s grip tightens on my thigh and a deep groan rumbles through his body, I freeze because the bulge hardens more than it already had been. So soon after coming just a few minutes ago?

“Sorry.” Is that my voice sounding so breathless? Obviously.

He chuckles, the sound rough and raspy. “Somehow I’m not sure that’s the truth.”

My cheeks heat, because he might be right. Pseudo-grinding on Bannik may not have been my intention, but there’s certainly no regret on my part for having done it. Doing my best, I ignore the large dick digging into the upper part of my thigh where it meets the curve of my ass.

“You look exhausted.” But weirdly, also semi-keyed up. “Are you sure there isn’t something I can get you?”

He tightens the hold he has on me, as if he’s afraid to let go. “No. Let us just sit here like this.”

“Okay.” I lay my head on his shoulder and absorb his warmth. Not that it’s cold in here, but Bannik’s like my own personal heating unit.

“Did you do anything enjoyable today?” he asks, his voice gone soft and quiet.