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“And we would have had a lot more sex,” she said with a merry laugh. “The talking would probably have taken place in bed.”

“And the hot tub and the shower and everywhere else,” he agreed, glad her mood was lighter. “I had plans for that suite’s amenities to be thoroughly utilized.”

They walked to the hotel hand in hand, flirting and being a little silly but the connection between them sparked and fizzed and Derius was impatient to get her to their room. He couldn’t believe his luck that she’d accepted his apology and was willing to try again. His cock was hard as steel and aching and the walk took too long, the gravlift took too long and he had her in his arms before the door to the suite closed all the way. He backed her up to the door, kissing her with passion, their tongues dancing, and with one hand he raised the hem of her skirt so he could run his fingers up her thigh to touch the lace of her panties. He was gratified to find she was drenched with arousal.

Leonie was tearing at his clothes, pulling his shirt loose and pushing it off his arms and then tugging at his tee shirt. Derius broke off the kiss to step back far enough to cross his arms and pull off the offending shirt which ended up in the pile on the floor.

“I could watch you do that on an endless holo loop,” she said. “It’s so sexy.”

“Taking my tee shirt off?”

“The muscle flexing, the slow reveal…” Her words trailed off as she ran one fingernail down his chest and over his abs, tracing the indentations and ending at the line of hair leading below his belt. “Oh yeah, erotic as hell, Soldier.”

“I aim to please.” He kicked off his shoes and took her dress in his hands.

She gave him a nod of approval and he undid the fastening with fumbling fingers and pulled the shimmery fabric over her head, leaving her in her sexy black lingerie and the heels. Now Leonie was busy with the fastening of his cargo pants and slid them down his legs as his cock surged free, slapping against his bare stomach.

“Commando, I approve,” she said, gripping him and stroking root to tip. “The fewer layers the better.”

He swept her into his arms, carrying her bridal style into his room and placing her on the bed. Pausing a moment to take in the view from head to foot, he fisted his cock and gave it a tug, not sure how long he was going to last. He’d dreamt of this for three years and reality was better than the dreams. Watching him, Leonie smiled. “If your plan is to look but not touch, maybe I should go find another fish in the sea, Soldier.”

“Oh, Lady, the plans I have for you have been three years in the making. I have to savor the moment. Give a guy a chance to appreciate the beauty in his bed, okay?” Derius moved onto the mattress and undid the front fastening on the black bra. Leonie arched her spine and adjusted to allow him to remove the garment and throw it to the side. She pulled him down to lay on top of her and he nuzzled into the spot where her graceful neck met her shoulders, at first simply inhaling the perfume he remembered so well but then licking and kissing, applying suction. He wanted her marked as his for all the world to see. Leonie turned her head to allow him total access, stroking his back, her fingers lingering on the scars from old wounds.

As he moved to touch her breasts which were ample and filled his hands, she ran her fingers through his hair. Derius used his tongue to tease first one nipple and then the other into hard buds, which he then suckled, making her squirm with delight. He remembered she was incredibly sensitive to this form of stimulus and he couldn’t get enough of her generous curves. Eventually he kissed his way down her soft stomach and paused. “I never forgot the taste of you, better than nectar.”

“You say the sweetest things,” she managed to reply, although she was flushed and breathing hard.

“I mean every word.” He parted her thighs and swiped his tongue along her folds, savoring the way she creamed for him. He paid special attention to the tiny pearl of nerves hidden away which had her gasping and clutching at his shoulders as he worked, which he knew would leave marks he welcomed. Proof if he needed it later to settle any self doubts that she’d been as fully into this as he was. Now he slid all the way to his ultimate destination and let his tongue penetrate the warm, silken depths waiting for him. He brought her to the edge of orgasm and held her there for a deliberate moment before giving her his best move, at the same time whispering, “Come for me, Leonie.” The sight of her pleasure gave him satisfaction and confirmed his thoughts, which were currently a near mindless litany of mine, mine, mine. How could he have walked away from this woman? She was everything he’d ever hoped for.

“Need you inside,” she said with urgency. “Please, Derius.”

He took himself in hand and dragged the weeping tip of his cock through her folds before lining himself up at the entrance to his paradise and pushing slowly inside. He nearly lost it then because she was so hot, wet and tight. He had to take a moment to collect himself while Leonie moved her hips trying to pull him further inside “I’m not going to last long,” he said with regret. “I need you too much. I haven’t been with anyone since that night.”

“Now, Soldier,” she commanded. “it’s been too long for both of us.”

He thrust deep and bottomed out and they both stilled. She was getting used to his length and girth and he was enthralled by how tight she was around him. Derius began to move, slowly at first and then harder as Leonie encouraged him with her touches and the little sounds she made in response to his motion. The headboard vibrated as he pounded into her and she met him at every thrust. Leonie’s body had him in a tight hold that was erotic as hell and his balls tingled to warn of the coming pinnacle of this coupling. Derius climaxed at the same moment as she did, or maybe a fraction of a second behind, firmly seated at her core, Leonie’s muscles milking his cock. She screamed his name and he grunted hers over and over as the waves of sensation washed through them as one.

He collapsed and rolled onto his side, holding her to him as if afraid she’d vanish as she would do when his dreams ended. She lay next to him spent and satisfied, arms locked around him as if he was a life raft in an endless ocean. “Better than we had before,” she murmured, planting a tiny kiss on his chest.

Although it wasn’t a question, he nodded. “A whole other level.” He ran his fingers through her hair and massaged her shoulder. “Give me a chance to recover and we can see if the magic happens the same way twice.”

“Or even three times,” she murmured.

Chapter Five

In the morning Leonie woke and wondered why her immediate first impression of the day was pure happiness and then the little aches and pains and soreness in her body reminded her of what she’d been doing all night. She was literally afraid to turn her head to see if he was still there.

“Hey,” he said softly, kissing her on the lips. “I’m not going anywhere.” Derius pulled her closer and she felt his morning wood against her stomach, hard and ready for more.

“You left me traumatized,” she said reluctantly. “It’ll take a while for trust to rebuild.”

“I’ll earn it,” he vowed. “Are you sore?”

“A little. It’s been three years since I slept with anyone.”

“We’ve ended our mutual drought,” he said with a laugh. His stomach rumbled. “Guess I should order room service for us. Are you hungry?”

“Definitely. I think I’ll take a shower first, while we wait for the delivery.” Seeing the gleam in his eye she added, “Alone, this morning.”