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A shadow crosses his face. I don’t know if it’s in response to my rejection or if perhaps he doesn’t understand what I’m saying. If he lived on a primitive planet, perhaps he doesn’t know how babies are made. Is that even possible?

“The many things we can do, Willa, they would include this?” he asks, a wicked smile on his face as he slides his palms across my breasts, over the fabric. Even with layers of clothes in the way, the heat of his skin and the intimacy of his touch pricks my nipples. I magically feel a corresponding zing in my nethers.

“They would,” I answer solemnly.

“And these many things, they would include this?” He tilts his head as the flat of his palm slips between my legs, the heel of his hand pressing on my clit.

After I suck in a sharp intake of breath, I answer, “They would.”

“And my mouth, Willa? Could my mouth explore anywhere it wants?”

“Absolutely, Bayne.”

“And would there be any prohibitions against bringing you pleasure? I wouldn’t want to violate any rules.”

“No. No prohibitions against that.” I relieve him of the need to ask the next question by offering, “As there are no prohibitions against my mouth exploring or bringing you pleasure.”

“I’ve dreamed of that, Willa. All those things,” his tone is urgent and sweet and sexy—a potent combination.

I love his direct innocence and decide to honor him with mine, even though it’s not as easy for me. “I’ve dreamed of it too, Bayne.”

After its incursion between my legs, his hand has been curled at his side. Six inches separate us, although it feels like a mile.

The hum of the motors is the only sound in the cabin. I feel the gentle vibration through the soles of my feet. It’s just Bayne and me, both standing still, shoulders stiff, gazing into each other’s eyes. I feel as if I’m waiting for the starter’s pistol.

Bam. It’s almost as if we both hear it. He erases the distance between us, places his hands on my waist, and drags my body against his. His kiss is a hard possession, speaking volumes of need and desire. My response is just as clear as I kiss him back with no hesitation, no reservations.

We’re no longer in the dining room with every soul on board watching. We’re alone in this room, having already agreed to our plan of action. I kick off my shoes, lift my leg, and surround him with it. My heel against the back of his thigh, I pull him closer so I can feel the hard ridge of his cock between the lee of my thighs.

Moaning with pleasure, I grind against him, my eyes flashing open at the ferocity of my desire and my lack of restraint. He takes my cue and presses me closer, rubbing against me. He may be the canine, but I feel like a bitch in heat.

He drags his mouth from mine long enough to pull my dress over my head. I feel shy for a moment, then embarrassed when I remember that he’s seen me naked hundreds of times. I had put that out of my mind.

“You’re beautiful, Willa,” his voice is deep and full of passion. No matter what I see when I look at myself in the mirror, I far prefer the affirmation that’s in his eyes. When he says I’m beautiful, I have no doubt he means it.

He rips my bra over my head and tosses it onto the floor to join the dress. When his eyes flick to the patch of fabric covering my sex, I move to drag it over my hips. He shakes his head and steps even closer.

His palms start at my shoulders, skimming downward along my upper arms, forearms and circling my wrists. They travel to my waist, his thumbs hooking my panties, and then glide down as he kneels in front of me.

Both Bayne and my panties are now at my feet. He looks up at me like a knight pledging fealty to his queen.

“Granted,” I say, not even sure what I mean, just giving him permission to do whatever he wants from here on out.

His mouth is at my navel of all places. Certainly not what I’ve been dreaming of, but when the tip of his tongue invades that space, I must admit it’s more erotic than I ever dreamed. Then his teeth score a line to the seam of my leg.

He springs to his feet and lifts me in one fluid motion. After setting me on the edge of my bed, he goes down on his knees, splits me wide, and dips his tongue into my center.

For a moment, I wish for more foreplay, then realize the last two hours have been foreplay. No, the last month has been as I’ve watched him stalk around the ship wearing nothing more than a scrap of fabric around his sex.

I’m lying on my back, the soles of my feet on the edge of the bed where he placed them. His tongue thrusts into me, licking and piercing and devouring me. His thumbs have pulled apart my outer lips, his fingers surround my clit, titillating my bundle of nerves but not touching. The tip of his tongue slides along my slick slit on a slow journey to the little bud that is desperate with desire.

My fingers glide through his silky hair and lodge on his furred shoulders as I prepare to hang on for the ride. His strong hands grip my hips as if he has the need to hold me in place although the last thing on my mind is any desire to wiggle out of his grasp.

“Oh!” escapes my mouth at the exquisite pleasure of his tongue. At times it’s almost delicate as it licks and swipes. Then he picks up my subtle cues as I

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