Maureen adjusted her grip and kept her rhythm smoothly, increasing the squeeze of her grasp, pulling him to her, willing him to give himself to her.
Bodok’s body shook as his hips thrust toward her of their own will, his cock straining in her grip, so hot and so hard. She pulled faster, one hand reaching around and grabbing his granite ass, digging her fingers in and holding tight.
Bodok grabbed her shoulders, holding steady as he grunted loudly, his head jerking side to side as his climax erupted from his engorged cock. Hot cum spurted hard and plentiful, the massive gush splashing out onto Maureen’s abdomen and chest.
But that wasn’t all.
His balls pulled tight to his body as another orgasm erupted, powerful enough to make his legs shake. Less came out this time, but another small load sprayed out with so much force it hit Maureen’s chin with an audible smack.
He twitched a minute longer, then slowly his body regained its composure. He opened his clenched eyes, pupils wide with passion, and stared into Maureen’s, his fingers sliding into the hair at the back of her head, pulling her close, mashing his lips to hers.
His other hand cupped her chin, coated in his jism. Their tongues danced and Maureen felt herself drenched, and entirely independent of the water flowing around them.
He ran his hand down her neck, tracing her clavicle with his fingertips, dropping lower to her straining nipples. With expertly applied pressure he squeezed them in turn, gripping her breasts with raw passion before reaching down lower.
Maureen’s entire body shook with desire as he cupped her vulva, his fingertips moving in a wave-like ripple, teasing her begging hole while his palm pressed so wonderfully against her clit. She gasped, twitching uncontrollably as he slid two long fingers inside her.
Slowly he worked them, churning against her G-spot with a pressure that was just bordering on too much, but not quite. It was an ecstasy of pleasure and pain, and when he gently vibrated his palm on her clit the sensation was simply more than she could withstand.
Maureen’s vision went purple, her hearing a muffled ringing as she convulsed in wave after wave of crescendoing orgasms as the warm water washed over her body.
Her legs went weak, turning to jelly under his touch, but Bodok’s other arm wrapped around her, holding her close, safe from harm.
Without pulling his fingers out, he lifted her up and carried her to the wall, pressing the bed button with a deft kick of his foot. The mattress slid into place and he laid her down, his fingers once more doing that magical rippling thing.
She was in one continuous building orgasm now, pushed even higher as she felt his hot lips fasten around her clit, sucking as his tongue flicked the sensitive nub.
Maureen gushed with wetness, her entire body turning to a trembling mass under his touch as he guided her through climax after climax until she barely knew her own name.
Gently, he slowed his rhythm, kissing his way up her body, suckling her nipples and grazing her neck before latching onto her ear, breathing hot and hard.
Maureen’s hands ran across his body, bumping into his rock-hard erection.
My God,she thought as her senses began to return.He has stamina, too!
Her fingers wrapped around him, pulling him firmly as she marveled at how hard he was despite her coaxing multiple hot loads from him so recently. Bodok groaned low in her ear, his vibrating chest warm against hers. She reached up with her free hand and pulled his face to hers, kissing him deeply, licking her juices from his lips with greedy delight.
She shifted her hips, pulling him toward her, guiding his cock with her hand. He held back, a hand moving to her face, caressing her cheek as he stared deep into her eyes.
“There is no rush,” he said softly. “We have all night.”
Maureen’s lips curled into a delighted smile, her stomach glowing with warm delight as she settled into a blissful makeout with this magnificent specimen of a man. She would savor him. Enjoy every inch of his body, exploring him and reveling in their passion. Then she would take him inside of her and make him her own.
“Lawbreakers!” a gruff voice shouted as their door was roughly forced open.
A dozen Mondarian guards charged into the room, pulling the lovers apart and hauling them to their feet. The most ornately uniformed of the lot sized them up. Bodok’s once-over took but a moment. Maureen, however, took longer as he examined her much closer.
“As reported. This one has no Infala. She is unmarked.”
“I can explain,” Bodok began to say.
“Silence him!”
A strong hand strapped a gag over his mouth. Bodok looked at Maureen, his pain clear in his eyes. Eyes that darted toward the door.
Ahzma stood there, a small stack of currency in her hand. It seemed she was not the ally they had taken her to be. And what would come next was anyone’s guess.
CHAPTERTWELVE
