Free Dusk by Erin M. Leaf Page A

upright. He lifted her against his body again, inhaling
near her neck. She smelled sweet. Her mind sizzled through his and he abruptly realized
there was no going back. When she reached down and undid his pants, he knew for
certain that it was already too late.
    “Jesus,” she said, gripping his cock in her fist. “You’re huge.”
    “Lucy, there is no going back from this,” he managed to say even
as he undid her shirt. Her skin intoxicated him. Her mind buzzed against his
like electricity. Her generous breasts spilled into his hands.
    “I’m tired of being frightened,” she replied, staring up at him.
Her brown eyes gleamed in the late afternoon sunlight, almost as if sparks were
coming out from her mind to the surface. “If this will help me not have
nightmares anymore…” She trailed off and chewed on her bottom lip. “I trust
you.”
    So beautiful… he thought fuzzily.
    He shuddered and pulled her blouse off, tossing it to the ground.
His empathy and healing energy fluctuated from nearly nothing to full-throttle
and then back down again as he palmed her perfect breasts. For the first time
in his long life, he had no control, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
When Lucy shoved at his shirt, he backed up and tore it off. Her hands
immediately went to his chest, smoothing up over the muscles. He threw his head
back as she struggled to push his pants over his hips. When they dropped to the
ground, he toed off his shoes, then went to his knees in front of her.
    “Solomon, what are you doing?” she asked, scrabbling at the ship
behind her to keep her balance.
    He pulled down her pants and stared up her body. Gorgeous. Her eyes glimmered. He wanted to touch all of her with as much of himself as he
could. “Loving you,” he replied, leaning in. He nosed up the smooth skin of her
thighs and kissed her mound. She smelled of honeysuckle and woman. Without
warning, his empathy kicked in again and her arousal slammed into him like a
freight train. He kissed her harder, finding her clit with his lips.
    Lucy gasped and nearly fell, but he held her steady. “Solomon!”
    “Trust me,” he replied again, opening his mind to her completely.
Her fear and heat rushed through him as he nibbled at her sensitive bud, then
slid his fingers down to her slit. He thumbed inside, rubbing her wetness
around. Her pleasure rocketed through him. His cock swelled and he palmed
himself, needing something, anything, to keep him from spilling into the dirt.
    “Solomon, I’m so close. God, how is that even possible?” she asked,
pulling on his hair. “Don’t stop.”
    Solomon smiled and licked faster. She yanked on him painfully. “Up,
please,” she begged, nearly crying.
    She was right on the edge. Solomon let her pull him up, trembling
as his body slid along hers. She’s perfect, he thought, dazed as his
energy strengthened even more, like waves coming into shore. He stood, and she
angled her hips at the last moment, twining one leg up around his torso.
Instinctively, he grabbed her ass, lifting her high against the starship. When
his cock slid into her heat he froze. The soft brown of her eyes was littered
with silver stars.
    ****
    Lucy keened as Solomon’s mind opened to her and heat sparked
through her bones. His cock fit her body as if he’d been made for her. He
shuddered, head falling to her shoulder as his hips jerked.
    Oh God, what’s happening? she wondered frantically as pleasure slid through her in
ever-increasing waves. Solomon’s memories rushed through her: his childhood,
his parents’ deaths, his first wife’s agonizing loss. She cried for him,
because he still hadn’t quite let go of Constance and she understood that pain.
She relived his first battle with the Spiders even as her body climaxed in a
great, hot rush.
    Solomon groaned, hips moving faster. His arousal seared her from
the inside out. It sparked her own and together they climaxed again as energy
sizzled through them. The starship at her