Somehow, I had forgotten about that, or I didn’t want to remember a piece of good because I would never have it again. But just then, I got a glimpse, surrounded by everyone, feeling Maddy near, like she wasn’t appalled by the mere thought of me, and catching Roys looking my way. My heart swelled, and my eyes hurt. I wiped them with the back of my hand.
What the fuck was wrong with me?
When the movie ended, everyone went their separate ways. Roys went toward his room. He glanced over his shoulder before disappearing. I rubbed my stomach, which had been knotted for most of the movie and continued jumping after Arana went to bed. I lay on the bunk checking the time on my commlink.
Should I go see him? This was…
Things were…
Something changed. Somehow, someway, through everything that transpired, pieces of me changed. Roys had too. Once our edges were too rough to do more than crash and spark. Over time, those edges smoothedand clicked, fitting together bit by bit. We weren’t the picture we once were. Something new had been created and that creation scared me.
And excited me.
Arana muttered nonsense in her sleep prior to releasing a snore that could frighten a supernova into submission. My commlink signaled fifteen minutes had passed. If I waited longer, he’d go to bed. We could slow this down. I could stop it altogether. These escapades would be only that—escapades that entertained us in the late hours. All we had to do was stop.
I rolled onto my side to stare at the wall. When I closed my eyes, Roys laid there, smiling bright with his slightly crooked teeth that made him even more alluring.
Damn it.
I took off the commlink.
Roys had a private bedroom close to the office. Getting there was quick and easy. Double-checking the halls were empty, I knocked, and the door opened. Inside Roys had the same space, though with a larger bed against the furthest wall. He stood in front of a plain dresser, where he stashed a freshly cleaned uniform. He wore a pair of loose trousers and those needlessly attractive armbands. Other than that, the room lacked personal effects. He had a box of candy. Nothing more. How disappointing, although most of us either didn’t have personal effects or left them at base. We were more likely to lose them if we brought anything with us.
“Were you really putting away laundry while waiting for me?” I asked.
“Figured I should keep myself busy.” He shut the dresser. “After all, I wasn’t sure if you were considering hanging onto your grudge.”
“Oh, I’m hanging on, but tonight will determine whether or not I let go.”
“I must be at my top performance, then.”
“Absolutely, and I’m a harsh critic.” That was entirely biased toward him, and he knew it.
Smirking, Roys took one tantalizing step closer at a time. He held my waist when we kissed, refusing to allow any space between us. He descended to my neck to perform his favorite activity of marking me. I shivered thinking of seeing them in the mirror tomorrow and his sly little smirk when I had to struggle to hide them. Though that never had me telling him to stop.
I fondled his chest, loving how my hands could never hold all of him. Roys had always been all muscle, firm yet soft, capable of lifting me up and throwing me across the room, if he felt like it. And if that wasn’t a huge turn-on, I wasn’t sure what else would be.
We stumbled toward the bed, fumbling with each other’s pants. I stepped on his foot. We laughed against each other’s mouth causing our teeth to hit. We laughed even more before kicking our worthless clothes away.
It was odd.
It was wonderful.
I never wanted this to end.
Roys fell onto the mattress, where he offered an astounding view. His body lay open to me. His powerful thighs pressed against my hips. I gripped the muscles of his legs, reveling in the sight of him beneath me. His fingers flexed against the sheets. My attention drifted to them and the strain in his arms.
“Is something wrong?” I asked, stomach sinking.
He locked a leg around my waist. I stumbled and caught myself on the bed, hovering above him.
“Just wondering what you’re waiting for.” He grabbed his cock. I licked my lips, watching the way his hips rolled into his hand. “Touch me.”
“Yes, sir.”
I kissed everywhere he let me, across his chest, down his abdomen, around his knees all the way to his ankles. Roys let out a quiet chuckle when I nuzzled my nose against the back of his knee. During my quiet exploration, Roys got lube from under his pillow to coat his hand, and mine after I sucked his balls and gripped his base. He groaned as I took over, quickening the pace until his hips couldn’t keep up with me.
“You taste incredible,” I said, my mouth moving around his hips.
