think if he shared that bed she’d have no need for any of them. He would keep her so damn hot she wouldn’t want anything covering her but him. His hands twitched, the muscles flexing in eagerness to touch her warm skin. Damn it, just the thought had him hard and aching. He grabbed a fistful of one of the blankets, brought it to his nose and inhaled it deep. He could smell her, her light scent engulfing him almost as if he could be closer to her, have her inside him, like he so desperately wanted to be inside her. He sat down, leaving the blanket tossed across his thigh. The sensations were too much; he wanted her so bad, and this was as close as he’d ever gotten. The media center, three embedded panels, glowed in the soft hush.
“Hurry up, Reyes! I’ve got duties and so do you, pilot!” Stein bellowed.
“Keep your pants on! I’m coming.”
Well, not yet. He lay back on her bed, picturing her curvy body tossing one sexy item off at a time. The seductive striptease ratcheted his hunger higher. Her chestnut brown hair spilled down to smooth, nude shoulders. She leaned in to kiss him deeply. He breathed her in and his cock rose. His hand became hers gliding over his rock hard ache. He drank her in again as she put both hands on her hips -- hips meant for riding. He could already see his hands locked on that waist as his stone hard cock plunged into her again and again.
Zander closed his eyes and saw Shardae, naked and sprawled across his lap. Seeing her this way made him feel powerful, but blessed. His cock, already hardened steel, seemed to grow harder still. He couldn’t help himself. He raised his hand and whacked the wonderful curve of her ass. Zander adjusted his position a bit, gliding his hands over her flushed buttocks.
He swatted her again, and Shardae purred in pleasure, taking her lower lip between her teeth. She tugged on it and looked over her shoulder to him.
“Oh, oh!” She moaned and again her body quivered against his thighs.
Watching her delightful breasts swing back and forth with each whack of his hand, feeling her squirm against his cock and witnessing how damn sexy she looked all caught up in the rapture of desire, Zander released his swollen and already leaking phallus into his hand. He wrapped his fist around his thick tool and glided it over the purple sensitive head. He used his leaking lust to lubricate his cock.
He could see the wet slickness between Shardae’s legs growing glossier with each whack. The ripe hardening and elongating of the cinnamon rose tips of her breasts as the sound, the very crack of his hand across her ass…
When he thought he couldn’t grow any harder, he asked, “Are you ready for me, Sergeant?”
“Yes!” Shardae shrieked, quivering with need. “Yes!”
Her buttocks, flushed scarlet as his hair despite her mocha with cream coloring, set his cock to dripping droplets of anticipation. He couldn’t pass up the chance to pinch the tiny scarlet welts dotting her ass. They made her shudder and his cock stiffen all the more. She crawled up the bed, casting heated glances over her shoulder. The looks called him hither and he didn’t delay.
His fist pumped harder, faster as he mentally played out Shardae climbing onto him. She sank her hot wet pussy onto him and he fought to control himself. So deliciously tight, she hugged him inside her. She began to move against his cock, slowly riding him. Zander grabbed both her fabulous buttocks, anchoring her to him.
“Hurry up, Reyes!” came Stein’s coarse voice.
Zander didn’t even bother to respond. At least not vocally. Shardae increased her speed and kept slamming faster, harder, riding him until he couldn’t hold back. Not now, not anymore. The orgasm tore through him, forcing him to grunt and clench his teeth to keep from shouting out.
It took him a few minutes to gather himself. He cleaned himself up in the head and grabbed a uniform pair, tank and bottoms. He also grabbed a sexy bra and pair of