She certainly did not get this from Colt.
She tried very hard to savor and appreciate this now with him because she was pragmatic enough to know that all good things must end. She had to be cautious, though, because feelings were growing for him.
Love?
No, of course not. She was too pragmatic to fall in love instantly with anyone. That was just foolish.
But she could see how easily these feelings she felt for him could develop into more.
She stroked his shoulders and along his back. How strong and safe he felt.
Her own personal shield from the evils of the universe.
He glanced at her like he knew what she was thinking.
"So beautiful," he whispered as he kissed her rib.
She blushed, feeling it burn down through her body. So rarely did anyone call her beautiful. Her impulse to fight him was strong, but not because he said it, but because so many others said she wasn't.
She stroked his dark hair, and her hand slid down his face. He turned to it and kissed her fingers, sucking one of the digits in his mouth. The sensation hit her and made her squirm under him.
He slowly let her finger pop out of his mouth, all the while maintaining eye contact. A wicked grin spread over his face.
"Princess, do I have things for you."
She let out a shuddered breath.
He kissed down her stomach and reached her hip. His hands roamed over her sides, the hips that were always too wide, she thought.
He, however, loved them. He kept nibbling and kissing them. She tingled and pulsed with energy from whatever it was he was doing. Because anything he did seemed to create a reaction in her.
He blew on her skin, she shivered. He touched some part of her, she wiggled.
As his hands moved down in between her legs, she opened to him.
Because it felt good. Her entire self felt it, and she throbbed with need for, well, what, she wasn't quite sure, but the sensations built with every little thing he did.
Her previous experience had been so clinical, she had not expected much from the act at all from anyone.
The way Jedriek took his time, stroking her.
Making her feel all these things was so intense!
She didn't know what to think of it.
Maybe that was the problem. She was thinking far too much.
A habit she couldn't seem to get away from--the thinking.
Let go,she told herself.
Enjoy this. You may not get many chances like this. Relax and let this happen.
His hand slid along her center, and she started rocking her hips. Where that came from, she wasn't sure, but it was just a natural reaction to his touch. His finger slid along the edge of her entrance, up the folds, and she sighed as he started stroking her area with all these slight movements.
She pushed herself up onto her elbows.
"From here, it doesn't look like you're doing anything at all."
