Free Caitlyn and the Alien Protector (Intergalactic Brides 7) by Jessica Coulter Smith Page A

get some rest,” he said. “It’s been a busy day and Katy is rather noisy in the morning.”
    “Goodnight, Cosmir.” On impulse, she went up on tiptoe and brushed her lips against his cheek.
    “Goodnight, Caitlyn,” he said softly.
    Before she could do something stupid, she hurried back to her bedroom and got ready for bed. If she kept touching him, even innocently, she would be taking a lot of cold showers. The feel of his muscles under her fingertips had been enough to make her want to rip his shirt off and explore his body some more. Thankfully, she’d come to her senses before she could act on that impulse. How embarrassing would that have been? Thanks for letting me live in your house. Mind if I molest you? She snorted.
    Of course, he was a man, so there was every chance he would have enjoyed it just as much as her.

Chapter Seven
     
    Caitlyn’s skin felt like satin under his fingertips as his hands explored her body. Her delicate curves were on display as she sprawled across his massive bed. The pale blue satin sheets contrasted nicely with her ebony locks and pale skin. Rosy nipples just begged for his attention as her foot slid up and down against the sheets, teasing him with glimpses of the heaven between her legs.
    His lips closed around a dusky peak, sucking on the bud and flicking it with his tongue. The weight of her breast in his hand was perfect as the soft mound molded to his palm. Cosmir settled over her, the force of his body pressing her tighter against the mattress as her legs spread and welcomed him. The head of his cock brushed against the damp curls at the junction of her thighs and he thrust against her, his cock sliding against her dewy lips.
    He rubbed against her, teasing them both and driving their need higher. As his cock pressed into her, the wet heat of her pussy welcomed him. Cosmir groaned as he sank into her. Caitlyn’s nails clawed his back as she bared her throat to him and begged him for more .
    “Daddy!”
    Cosmir bolted upright in bed and cursed.
    “Daddy! I’m wet.”
    As he tossed aside the covers, he realized that his body had thought his dream was very real. So real, he’d come all over his sheets. Cosmir stripped the bed, cleaned himself with the clean parts of the sheets, then pulled on a pair of sweat pants. Katy stood at the gate across her door and held her hands up to him.
    Cosmir didn’t bother unlatching the gate and just stepped over. He helped Katy out of her pajamas, then cleaned her up with some wipes before putting on a fresh pull-up. Thankfully it hadn’t soaked through to her pajamas and the mess was minimal. Once she was dressed in shorts and a tee, he went to the kitchen to get her a cup of juice.
    “Daddy is going to get ready. Play with your toys until I’m done and then we’ll have breakfast.” He handed her the cup and kissed the top of her head.
    Cosmir went back to his room to gather some clothes for the day then went into the bathroom and shut the door. He put his clothes on the counter and started the shower. With a yawn, he waited for the water to warm before stepping under the spray and closing the glass door. The water beat down on him and he rubbed his hands up and down his face, trying to shake free of the images still in his mind from his very vivid dream.
    His cock stirred with interest as the images of a very naked Caitlyn danced through his mind. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been with a woman, but he did know he’d never wanted any of them as much as he wanted Caitlyn. It wasn’t enough that she tempted him during the day, but now she was haunting his dreams at night too.
    Cosmir poured a generous amount of shower gel in his palm and soaped his cock, using long, firm strokes. It felt good but not nearly as good as Caitlyn’s mouth would, or even her hands. He’d give anything to feel those small palms against his cock. He bent his knees a little and thrust against his hand, trying to imagine it was Caitlyn he