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Chapter 10

Dallin’s cock twitcheduncontrollably as he held the bottle of oil and stared at Sloane’s perfect, glistening body. The air was heavy with the scent of the oil and her desire.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she stroked her breasts and traced her fingers down her stomach to her perfect pink folds that glistened with oil and arousal.

“What are you waiting for?” she whispered. “Or do you need another tutorial on how to get me off?”

Nothing could stop Dallin from touching Sloane. He pushed aside the warnings that told him to stay away from her. He had to do this.

He flipped open the lid on the oil, and Sloane’s breath caught as he poured some onto his hands and rubbed them together.

Her eyes were wide as he drew closer. “Are you really going to touch me?”

Dallin nodded. “I need to make it up to you. I shouldn’t have put you on the pleasure cruiser. I didn’t do it because I didn’t want you here. I did it because I need you to stay alive for a long time.”

“Do you really want me?”

“I do.” More than air.

“Show me how much. Use your hands on me and make me forget our troubles.”

Dallin placed the oil down and took a moment to enjoy the sight of Sloane’s lush curves and the shake of her breasts every time she breathed. He wanted to grab those breasts and feast on them. But instead, he moved behind her, and stroked down her arms with his oiled hands.

She groaned and sank into his touch, her skin so soft and warm against his chest.

He stroked up and down her arms, and then across her shoulders and back. He slid his hands around her front and cupped her breasts, inhaling sharply as their warm heaviness filled his hands.

“You need to take your clothes off, too, or you’ll get covered in oil.” Her words came out husky.

Dallin spent another minute enjoying the delicious feel of Sloane’s perfect breasts, then he kicked off his boots, shrugged off his jumpsuit, and grabbed more oil. He poured it into his palms, rubbed them together, then slid them over her stomach and down to her warm, wet heat.

Sloane leaned back against him and tipped her head until she could see his face. “More of that, please. Explore all of me.”

He leaned down and kissed the side of her neck. “I promise you, you will live through this.”

“If you give me more of this, I’ll have something to fight for.” She gasped as Dallin’s fingers slid in between her wet folds and he stroked her.

“You have a lot more than me to live for.”

“Just in case that’s not true, don’t back out on me now. I want your fingers inside me.”

His treacherous hands wandered over her body. “I don’t know if I can control myself.”

“I trust you. And I want to feel you deep inside me.”

Dallin groaned. Nothing he could say would persuade Sloane this was a bad idea, and his cock was so hard and she was so wet, it would be easy to slip inside those slick folds and take her.

Instead of giving in to that urge, he stepped in front of her and grabbed her ass in one hand, pulling her close and grinding his thigh against her clit.

Sloane’s eyes widened. Then she lifted one leg, and he slid his shaft through her heat. It made him light-headed with desire as he teased and stroked her, making the torture even more delicious as their tongues met in a frantic bout of deep, drugging kisses.

As hard as Dallin tried to detach himself from getting overwhelmed by the scent of Sloane’s arousal and the feel of her softness against his muscles, he was losing the battle.

Dallin closed his eyes and focused on the mechanics of what he was doing. This was just another experiment. It didn’t have to mean anything.

He dropped to his knees and eased Sloane’s legs wider, stroking across her swollen clit with his fingers. He replaced his fingers with his tongue, licking across her entrance and up to her clit. He sucked it gently, and she pressed against his face.

He added his fingers to the tease, sliding inside and stimulating her.