Here's a scene from my story from Changeling Press. Time Pirate is an MMF romantic romance novella.
Alice www.alicegaines.blogspot.com
Jax propped herself on her elbow and memorized the features of Kyre’s face. If that orgasm had been anywhere near as good as hers, he’d remain out for a while and wouldn’t catch her staring at him.
Assuming Barton confirmed his history, he’d earned the job on her ship, although she wouldn’t tell him that until after he’d fucked her completely. He ate her pussy than anyone she’d ever had, including Marc, and he had an amazing tool - thick and beautiful with a head big enough to stretch her wide as it entered her. If he didn’t perform in the stamina department, Marc could make up for that. She’d have two men, after all. Together, they could screw her until she couldn’t see straight. Yeah, he was hired.
She let him rest for a couple of minutes while she studied him in better light than she’d had in the bar. Her earlier impressions had been right. The angularity of his face - the rigid bone structure - kept him from pretty-boy good looks, but he had his own beauty. Anyone could pick him out of a crowd and end up fascinated by his features. She wouldn’t at all mind seeing him on her ship, sleep-cycle to sleep-cycle.
Now to see if he really could perform again. After all, no matter how good he’d made her first orgasm, having a ride on his big beauty would make the fuck complete. She reached down to his package and discovered that his cock hadn’t completely softened. As she stroked him, the shaft thickened and grew longer. Promising.
Still wet from the oral sex, her pussy released more moisture, readying itself for the invasion of his sex into hers. Her clit throbbed softly as a reminder that she wanted more. She wouldn’t be satisfied until someone pinned her to the bed with a big, hard one. If not Kyre now, then Kyre later, or Marc when they got back to the ship.
He opened his eyes and gave her a wicked grin. The expression softened his features and, as much as his hardening cock ought to command her attention, she couldn’t look away from the deep blue of his eyes.
“Found what you’re looking for?” he asked.
“Could be. What do you think?”
“I think you’re going to make me hard again.”
“Hard enough to fuck me?” she asked.
“That’s what I promised.”
Yeah, he had. The effect of the ‘rag. She would have tried to buy some if she’d realized it could get her sex this good.
“I like a man who keeps his promises.” She kept stroking him as he stiffened in her hand.
Stretching, he put his hands behind his head and groaned. “That feels almost as good as your mouth.”
“Got you off pretty good, huh?”
“Amazing,” he said. “I have the feeling your pussy will be even better.”
“It’s wet already.” And man, was it ever. Despite her earlier climax, the lust from the ‘rag hadn’t nearly worn off. She was going to need a man soon, and not just his mouth. If she knew anything about male anatomy, she wouldn’t have to look any farther than the man lying next to her.
“Tell me what your pussy wants,” he said.
“A big, fat cock, making me stretch to let him in.”
“I could be that big,” he said.
“I’m going to make sure you are.”
Now fully erect, the vein on the underside pulsing against her palm, his rod could make her come again. Before she finished stroking him, she circled her thumb around the ridge that defined the head. When another drop of fluid emerged from the tip, she smoothed it into his skin. “You’re ready.”
He held out his arms. “Come aboard, captain.”
Rising, she swung a leg over him and parted the lips of her pussy. With the other hand, she steadied his cock and guided the head toward her opening. For a moment, she paused, his tip just grazing the aching flesh of her pussy. Savoring, anticipating, drawing the moment out. That could only go on for so long, though, so she lowered herself onto him.
She’d been right about his size. He did present a challenge…one she happily accepted as she adjusted to his bulk and slid down his pole. When she reached his root and had taken all of him, she sat there, registering the sensations. His sex possessed hers completely. So deep, so hard. When she climaxed again, she’d have this tool inside her to absorb the shocks. If he came as hard as he had the last time, she’d feel the release of his semen, hot and urgent, inside her.
Since he didn’t seem in any rush, she took over, resting her palms on his chest so she could move upwards and then back down. The glide and friction felt so good, she bit her lip and continued. He got into the act by putting his hands on her hips to help guide her. Soon, they’d found each other’s rhythm so that his pelvis rose to meet hers on the downswing.
Sounds of ragged breathing filled the room - hers and his. Arousal formed a cloud around her, blocking out everything but the pressure inside her pussy and the increasing tension in her belly. Her clit surged to life, although it never had gone back to quiet. If she angled for just the right fit together, his pelvic bone could hit her clit on every pass.
Now rocking forward and back, Jax increased the contact, and soon, the heat returned to circle around her brain and turn her into a grasping, demanding creature. She rode him hard, until sweat slicked his body and beaded on his brow. He watched her the whole time, his gaze giving nothing away. At that moment, he had to know that he owned her, that she required the fucking he offered, and would do anything to get it.
He made no demands but continued giving her pleasure, his hips moving to embed himself more fully. “Do you want me to touch you?”
Touch. She knew the meaning of the word, but nothing penetrated the fog of arousal clouding her brain.
“Do you want me to touch your clit?” he said.
“God, yes.”
“I can rub it and make you come,” he said. “Would you like that?”
“Please.” She could have done it herself, but how much better to have him see to her every need. The bundle of nerves in question was throbbing and ready to push her over the edge. All it needed was…oh, God, yes that.
Without slowing the rhythm of his thrusts, he found her clit at the point just above where he entered her. He flicked his fingertip over it, setting off explosions that traveled along her nerves to the rest of her body. Her breasts grew ultra-sensitive, and she cupped them, tugging at the nipples. She forgot how to breath, the pleasure was that intense. How long could he draw this out before she came? How much could she take before she shattered?
Still, he continued, showing no mercy, while his cock stroked the walls of her pussy and his fingers played her clit like an instrument. Clutching her breasts and squeezing, she tipped back her head and let out a low moan that built as the orgasm claimed her. Though she tried to hold it off for just another second of this heaven, in the end, she had no power to stop it.
Her pussy tightened around him as her whole body shuddered. Then came the spasms, starting at the entrance to her womb and coursing down his length. She climaxed with every cell and fiber of her body.
Before she’d finished, he let out a roar and rolled her onto her back, his cock never leaving her body. Raising himself up on his arms, his fists on either side of her, he ploughed into her as if a demon rode him. Suddenly, her orgasm was his, as he released his lust into her. Their shouts rose toward the ceiling together until they’d both finished and they collapsed into a pile of flesh.
As her heart slowed and his harsh breathing heated her ear, she stroked his shoulders and then his face. “You definitely have the job.”
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