“Does it feel warm in here to you?” Qalyse Caine asked as she rolled over atop Commander Nestor Brick, from where they lay side by side in the pilot’s cabin of the local transport ship in orbit over the Epsilon Nine station.
“Nope, but I’m heating up again,” he chuckled as he squeezed her generous buttocks while repositioning himself to take advantage of the engineer’s invitation to a third erotic romp.
“We’ll have to make this one quick,” she whispered against his ear. “Only an hour before the passengers arrive.”
“We’re cutting this close, Qal,” he said, using his taut lean muscle to rock his hips upward impaling her onto his substantial thickness and recommencing the same rhythmic pistoning they had left off only half an hour earlier and had long since established.
Qalyse and Nestor were comfortable with each other. They’d met during their first years in the LAC, the League of Affiliated Colonies, then became and remained fast friends and more.
“Yeah … yeah … yeah,” he panted in time to the rhythm of Qal rotating her snug and sultry sheath around him.
It had definitely been a long time. He couldn’t remember it being so good. He watched transfixed as she arched backward, a position he had never enjoyed in the past, but this time with the undulating hips and the way she bounced and writhed … it was nothing he remembered them engaging in before. The sounds of Qal whimpering and mewling, the sensation of his own blood pounding in time spurred him on. He held off his climax as long as he could, wanting her to hold back and finish him off at the same time.
“Fuck! Fuck!” he bellowed as his body snapped forward, and his hands gripped her hips holding her tight onto his spouting cock. He latched onto the first hardened nipple that sprang into view suckling and teasing it. His cock demanded several more strokes before he was ready to conclude, release the captured nipple and fall exhausted onto the bed. Qal breathed in and out deeply, humming softly, relaxed and satiated. It had been a while since they had spent any quality time together. Even this time wasn’t quite by choice. They were both assigned to a vital LAC mission…
Penelope Flynn is a speculative fiction author and 3D illustrator who enjoys the areas of AfroRetroism and AfroFuturism and who produces mixed genre novelettes, novellas and novels featuring horror, science fiction, erotica and fantasy. Hailing from the Southeast she has travelled extensively, and currently makes her home in the Southwest, where she works on her Renfields Chronicles and other epic creations. Her works can be found at PenelopeFlynn.com and Renfields.us.
Scierogenous II: An Anthology of Erotic Science and Fantasy edited by Valjeanne Jeffers and Quinton Veal. Contributing authors: Quinton Veal. Sumiko Saulson. Cranston Burney. James Goodridge. Penelope Flynn. William Landis. Laura Elena Cáceres. Valjeanne Jeffers. Copyright 2018 by Valjeanne Jeffers and Quinton Veal, all rights reserved.
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