Chapter Eleven
CJ
“Rezzer,” I moaned, my hands tangled in his dark hair. I was leaning against the exam table in the medical unit, Rezzer on his knees before me. He’d grabbed the hem of my dress and lifted it up so he could cup my breasts. Since I was bare beneath—he didn’t give me any underwear, and I wondered if the lack was his doing, or if there really wasn’t any in space—his mouth was on me, his tongue laving my clit as he tugged at my nipples.
“The doctor’s going to come in.”
He only growled as a reply, applying himself with a little more vigor to his actions.
I was close to coming. It didn’t take much these days. I was so sensitive, so in tune to whatever Rezzer did. He was that good.
“Oh shit, I’m going to come.”
He growled again and tugged on my nipples a little harder.
I was glad for the table at my back, otherwise I would have been a puddle on the floor.
With ruthless precision, his tongue flicked my clit in such a way that pushed me over the brink. I bit my lip, stifling my usual screams. In our quarters, I didn’t hold back, but I knew just beyond the closed exam room door was medical staff. Which made my mate all kinds of naughty.
So damn sexy.
I couldn’t catch my breath as Rezzer stood, wiping his glistening mouth with the back of his hand.
“God, what was that?” I asked.
He grinned, twirled his finger in the air. “Turn around, mate.”
I did as he said—just as I always did now—without even thinking.
“If I have to explain it to you, I haven’t done a good enough job.”
He still held the hem of my dress in his hand and I was uncovered from the waist down. With a hand on my back, he pressed me forward so I was bent over the exam table. With his foot, he nudged mine apart.
I heard the sound of his pants opening.
“Rezzer, I don’t understand.”
My brain was all muddled from the orgasm, and when I felt the hot tip of his cock at my entrance, my thoughts scattered.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
He slid into me in one deep, slow stroke. After all the times he’d taken me, I still wasn’t used to his girth, and there was a slight burn at being stretched so wide.
“You’re so tight, mate. Your pussy’s perfect.”
“Why here?”
“Because you have a greedy pussy and needed my cock.”
He pulled back, thrust deep.
What he said was true. I had needed him. God, he’d fucked me in bed when I woke up, and that had only been a few hours ago. I was addicted. His cock was like a damned drug.
“But the medical unit?” I asked as I gripped the table until my knuckles went white.
The wet sounds of our fucking filled the room. I could feel the material of his pants against my bottom, and I knew he’d only opened them enough to free his cock. The thought of him being fully dressed and literally servicing me had me close to coming again.
“The doctor needs to confirm something.”