The Admiral And The Wildcat: Scifi Alien Romance - Plot & Excerpts
He nipped her jaw, drawing another little moan from her lips. She lay boneless, her body a quivering mass of reaction as he moved away from her. She watched lazily as he stripped the shirt and pants with swift efficiency, toeing his shoes and socks off in the same movement. Her breath caught as she saw him for the first time in his naked splendour. The muscles that the fit of his suit had hinted at were realised in full high definition. Admiral he might be, but there was no way he spent all of his time behind a desk. Wide shoulders filled with thick muscle flowed into a broad chest, the definition of his pecs taunting her to trace their lines. His stomach rippled with muscle, the washboard abs making her mouth water with the need to lick and kiss. A trim waist, slim hips and firm, horseman’s thighs framed the thick cock she’d had a taste of, and definitely wanted…no, needed…more of. “Like what you see?” he taunted, throwing her words back at her.
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