As in, literally floating in mid-air.
Gasping, Mia stared at her lover, unable to believe what was happening. “Korum, is this –?”
“A zero-gravity chamber?” He was grinning like a little boy about to show off a new toy. “Yes, indeed.”
“You have a zero-gravity chamber in your house?”
“I do,” he admitted, obviously pleased with her reaction. Letting go of Mia’s hand, he did a slow somersault in the air. “As you can see, it’s a lot of fun.”
Mia laughed incredulously, then tried to follow his example – but there was no good way for her to control her movements. She had no idea how Korum had managed to somersault so easily. She was moving her arms and legs, but it didn’t seem to do much for her. It was like she was floating in water, only without any sensation of wetness.
She couldn’t tell which way was up or down; the chamber was windowless, and there was no clear distinction between the walls, floor, and ceiling. It was as though they were in a giant bubble – which probably wasn’t all that far from the truth. Mia was no expert on the subject, but she imagined it wasn’t easy to create a zero-gravity environment on Earth. There had to be a lot of complex technology surrounding them and negating the gravitational pull of the planet.
“Wow,” she said softly, drifting in the air. “Korum, this is amazing . . . Is this something other Krinar have too?”
He had managed to get to one of the walls, and he used it to push off, propelling himself back in her direction. “No –” he reached out to grab her arm as he floated past her, “– it’s not something many of us have.”
Mia grinned as he pulled her toward him. “Oh yeah? Only you?”
“Perhaps,” he murmured, wrapping one arm around her waist and holding her tightly against him. His eyes were turning more golden by the second, and the hardness pressing against her belly left no doubt of his intentions.
Mia’s eyes widened. “Here?” she asked, her pulse speeding up from excitement.
“Hmm-mm . . .” He was already bringing her up (or was it down?) to nibble at the sensitive area behind her earlobe.
As always, his touch made her entire body hum in anticipation. Arching her head back, she moaned softly, liquid heat moving through her veins.
“I love you,” he whispered in her ear, his large hands stroking down her body, pulling down her dress. It drifted away, but Mia hardly noticed, her eyes glued to the man she loved more than life itself.
She would never tire of hearing those words from him, Mia thought, watching as he pulled away for a second to take off his own clothes. His shirt came off first, then his shorts, and then he was fully naked, revealing a body that was striking in its masculine perfection. The fact that they were floating in the air added an element of surrealism to the entire scene, making Mia feel like she was having an unusual sexy dream.
Reaching out, she ran her hands down his chest, marveling at the smooth texture of his skin and the rock-solid muscle underneath. “I love you too,” she murmured, and watched his eyes flare brighter with need.
Bringing her toward him, he turned her so that she was floating perpendicular to him, her lower body at his eye level. Before she could say anything, he was opening her thighs, exposing her delicate folds to his hungry gaze. “So beautiful,” he whispered, “so warm and wet . . . I can’t wait to taste you –” he followed his words with a slow lick of her most private area, “– to make you come . . .”
Moaning, Mia closed her eyes, the familiar tension starting to coil deep in her belly. Drifting in mid-air seemed to be sharpening all sensations. Without a surface to lie on or anything else touching her body, all she could feel – all she could concentrate on – was the incredible pleasure of his mouth licking and nibbling around her clitoris, and his strong hands stroking up and down her thighs.
Without any warning, a powerful orgasm ripped through her body, originating at her core and spreading outward. Mia cried out, her toes curling from the intensity of the release, and then he was flipping her so that she faced him. Before her pulsations even stopped, his thick cock was already at her opening, entering her in one smooth thrust.
Gasping, Mia opened her eyes and grabbed his shoulders, the shock of his possession reverberating through her body. He paused for a second, then began to move slowly, giving her time to adjust to the fullness inside her. With each careful thrust, the tip of his shaft pressed against the sensitive spot deep within, making her gasp from the sensation.
It seemed to go on forever, those gentle and measured thrusts, each one bringing her closer to the edge but not quite sending her over. Moaning in frustration, Mia dug her nails into his shoulders, needing him to move faster. “Please, Korum . . .” she whispered, knowing that he wanted this sometimes – that he liked to hear her beg for the ultimate pleasure.
“Oh, I will,” he murmured, his eyes almost pure gold. “I will definitely please you, my sweet.” And holding her tightly with one arm, he reached behind her and rubbed the area where they were joined, gathering the moisture from there. Then, to her surprise, his finger ventured higher, between the smooth globes of her cheeks, and pressed gently against the tiny opening there.
Her breath catching in her throat, Mia stared up at him with a mixture of fear and excitement.
“Shhh, relax . . .” he soothed, his voice like rough velvet. And before she could say anything, he bent his head, taking her mouth in a deep, seductive kiss even as his finger began to push inside.
At first, it seemed to hurt and burn, the unfamiliar intrusion making her squirm agains
t him in a futile effort to ease the discomfort. With his shaft buried all the way inside her, the additional invasion of her body was too much, the sensations strange and unnerving. Once he stopped, however, with his finger only partially inside her, the burning began to recede, leaving an unusual feeling of fullness in its wake.
Lifting his head, Korum stared down at her with a heavy-lidded gaze. “All right?” he asked softly, and Mia nodded uncertainly, unable to decide if she liked the peculiar sensation or not.
“Good,” he whispered, beginning to move his hips again while keeping his finger steady. “Just relax . . . Yes, there’s a good girl . . .”
Closing her eyes, Mia concentrated on not tensing up, although it was becoming increasingly difficult. The unfamiliar discomfort was somehow adding to the pressure building inside her, each thrust of his cock causing his finger to move ever so slightly, overwhelming her senses. His pace gradually picked up, his hips moving faster and faster . . . and then she was suddenly flying apart, her entire body convulsing from an orgasm so intense it left her weak and panting in its wake.