Page 39 of On a Rogue Planet
“Yes.” He slid a hand into the short mess of her hair. “If I could, I would smile for you.”
She closed her eyes, opened them. “What the hell are we doing, Xander?”
“I am not entirely sure.” He had no time for this. Besides, he was dangerous—a CenSec—definitely not the kind of man Malin needed. But some part of him wasn’t listening to all his logic. “I want more of those experiences now.”
“What?” she squeaked. “Here?”
“It will strengthen our cover, help you relax, and it is what we both want.”
Her head fell back against his shoulder. “Ever the efficient cyborg.”
He ran a hand along her thigh, nudging her legs apart. “I believe efficient can also be pleasurable.” He danced his fingers closer to where he’d touched her earlier.
She pressed into him, her legs moving restlessly. “Oh, yeah?”
“Yes.” He slipped his finger beneath her soaked panties. “I cannot believe how soft you are here.” He flicked her clitoris again, enjoyed the small mewling sound she made.
“We shouldn’t do this here. So many people.” Her voice was breathless.
“No one is watching us.” He rolled the tiny nub between his fingers and she jerked. “I wonder what you taste like.” He pulled his hand away and lifted his fingers to his mouth.
She watched, her eyes widening as he licked her juices away. “Xander, that is such a turn on.”
“You taste like the finest Crenalian honey.”
“You know…” she licked her lips “…men put their mouths there, too?—”
The thought burst through his brain like a bomb. “So I’ve heard. I want that. To kiss you between your legs.”
As he surged forward, she gripped his arms. “Hang on, tough guy. You aren’t going down on me here, in public. That’s private. For me and you.”
Xander felt a surge of frustration. “Later?”
She licked her lips. “Yes.”
He settled back again, pulling her back against his chest. “Normally I am very good at waiting, but now I find it…difficult.”
Malin gave a husky little laugh. “Glad to hear that.”
He snaked a hand up and cupped her small breast through the gauzy top. “I will have to find something else to explore.”
She made another choked sound.
He cupped the warm, smooth weight of her. Under his touch, her nipple, a dusky pink shadow through the fabric, pebbled. He flicked his finger over it, then the other, until they were both hard nubs. “Men put their mouths here as well.”
“Y-yes.”
“I will try that as well.”
“Oh, stars.”
He kept touching her smooth skin, equally obsessed with exploring her slim but toned shoulders, the tender skin beneath her ear, and dipping his finger in the indent of her collarbone. Her breathy cries made him want to smile. Everything about her was fascinating.
His cock was hard as steel. Every time she shifted in his lap, her bottom rubbed against him, making it harder. In training, having sex had been perfunctory, a task to be completed. Now he wanted to sink his cock inside Malin, hard and deep, and thrust inside her all night. He wanted everything.
“I think…I think you need to calm down, Xander. Finishing our mission might be difficult with a hard-on.”
He didn’t want to stop. “You are probably right.” He stopped the tormenting touches and instead pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her long, slim neck.
