Stepping out again when the cycle shut off, she shivered while she turned in the air dryer and then pulled a robe on. Shed just managed to rake the tangles from her hair when the buzzer sounded, alerting her to the delivery shed been expecting. Tossing her comb down, she trudged to the door and opened it. When she had, she simply stared blankly in shock at the man-ril standing outside. It took longer for recognition to sink in than it should have. The instant it did, she poked her head into the corridor, looked both ways, and then grabbed Ankas wrist and gave his arm a yank to get him inside before he was seen.
He curled around her, backing her against the wall next to her door the instant he entered. Sybils heart was thundering in her ears so loudly she was deaf to all else. What ?
She barely got even the one word out before his mouth settled over hers. Her mind was a morass of shocked confusion, but her body reacted instantly with a roiling cloud of pleasure the moment she felt his mouth on hers and sucked in a deep, satisfying, electrifying draft of his scent. The questions swarming through her mind abandoned her as her entire being focused at once on him, the pressure of his mouth, and his body against hers. She clutched at him blindly, trying to absorb him.
He left her mouth after a few minutes, sucking in a harsh breath and diving for her throat. She was inclined to complain as much as she enjoyed the feel of his mouth on the tender skin since his focus on her throat left her no way to explore him except with her hands, but dismissed the impulse readily when she felt him tugging her robe off. She left off her own exploration eagerly then, searching his suit for the closure. Her mind had turned to mush. Even when she finally discovered the way inside, it took her trembling fingers far longer to unravel the mystery of the mechanics than shed wanted to devote to it. Finally, she managed it, however. She pushed her hands inside immediately to feel his skin. He was hot to the touch, not merely warm, and a shiver of fresh excitement rushed through her. The muscles along her channel began to clench and unclench a little frantically in anticipation, directing her to her needs.
Abandoning her exploration, she began tugging at the suit he was wearing. He released her long enough to shrug it from his shoulders and dove for her again, fitting his mouth to hers while he ran shaking hands over her. When she caught his buttocks in her hands and pulled his hips closer, arching against him, he switched his focus from her breasts to her buttocks, rhythmically pumping against her for several moments before he tired of the dubious pleasure of mock coupling and caught her buttocks, lifting her from the floor.
Sybil instantly discarded her mental search for a horizontal surface to achieve penetration and focused on the delightful opportunity offered. Curling her arms and legs around him, she began rubbing her exposed clit up and down along his cock. He tightened his grip on her buttocks, guiding her along his shaft for a few moments and shifted his hold impatiently, holding her with one arm while he grasped his cock and guided it home.
Sybil uttered a sound of want into his mouth as she felt the tug on her flesh, felt it slowly engulfing his-too slowly. Impatience fluttered through her. Despite the moisture her body had produced to welcome him, however, her body resisted yielding to him. Apparently, it was equally frustrating to him. He shifted his hold on her, braced her against the wall, and thrust again, slipping inside. Breaking from her lips, he gasped harshly, driving slowly but steadily until hed conquered her channel.
Sybil sucked a patch of flesh on his shoulder, squeezing her eyes tightly to focus on the exquisite sensation of his possession. It was the most wonderful feeling shed ever felt and the pleasure increased by leaps and bounds as he began to move within her and she could feel the glide of his flesh in the most intimate of caresses.
The abrupt, pounding knock on her door nearly gave her a heart attack. She jerked her head up, widening her eyes. It jolted Anka from the moment just as harshly. It took her a moment to recognize the suspicion in his eyes.
Who is it? she asked in a quavering voice.
You wanted dine-in, Lieutenant?
Anka scanned her face searchingly.
Yes, Sybil muttered reluctantly. Could you uh leave the tray at the door? Uh Im not dressed.
There was silence indicating surprise. Yes, maam. Ill leave it by the door.
Damn it to hell!
Anka studied her, but there was just no getting around the fact that the interruption had totally blown the mood. I should get that. Someone will wonder why its outside.
With obvious reluctance, Anka withdrew and allowed her to settle to the floor. Stay there, she whispered, wrapping her robe around herself with shaky hands and tying the belt.
She saw the mans back as she opened her door and reached for the tray. He turned and threw a glance back at her. Forcing a smile, she waved, snatched the tray from the floor and went back inside.
She could feel Ankas watchful gaze as she crossed the room and settled the tray on the small table she usually used as a desk. Uncomfortable, she glanced around and discovered hed straightened his clothing. Disappointment flickered through her, but she didnt suppose there was any possibility of recapturing the moment. Damn it! Damn it! Shit! Have you eaten?
He shrugged, but approached her. Earlier.
How much earlier? Would you like to share?
He shook his head, but she didnt miss the interest in his eyes as he scanned the covered dishes. I dont really like eating alone and Im not comfortable eating in front of anybody, she said tentatively.
He joined her at the table. I only have one chair, but we could move the table to the bunk.
The moment she made the suggestion visions danced through her head of the two of them cozying up on the bed and feeding one another. Truthfully, she was far more interested in the cuddling and other things than she was the food. When hed moved the table, though, she took a seat on the bunk and allowed him the chair. I hadnt realized that you were part of the Sumpturian enclave, she said when he sat down. I looked for you.
He sent her a sharp look and finally grimaced. In all honesty I expected you to slam the door in my face.
She might have if he hadnt caught her completely off guard. But you came anyway.
A slow grin curled his lips. I figured I was due a door in the face and, of course, hopeful youd invite me in.
She decided not to tell him shed been far more worried about him being seen outside her door than anything else at that moment. You havent worn out your welcome yet.
He sent a quizzical look. No?
She met his gaze. I guess Im a sucker for a pretty face.
He chuckled at that. She liked his laugh, but she was more charmed by the warm color that tinted his cheeks.
You do blush! she exclaimed, laughing.
He sent her a mock stern look as she removed the covers and began to divide the food, giving him the largest portion. Certainly not. Dont give me all of your food.
Im actually not that hungry. Not for food anyway.