by Zara Zenia
“What about Katie?” Georgia reminded me.
“She is getting her fill of punishment,” I agreed. “I’m sure it’s cold and dark down there.”
“I can’t imagine.” Georgia shivered at the thought. “I’m relieved to be up here with you, warm and cozy and tucked under the sheets. I hope she gets the message while sleeping on a hard, wet floor.”
Her voice was soft, slow, and drippy like honey, even though she was talking with bitterness. She was perfect.
Was she coming on to me? Her voice had an underlay of flirtatiousness to it, that much was obvious to me. I was probably just imagining things because I craved her so fervently.
I wanted desperately to hold her to me and draw her in for a kiss, but at the same time, I didn’t want to behave in a presumptuous manner. Scaring her off was the last thing I wanted. I never wanted to take a step backward with her.
If I went bold, she might think of my behavior as inappropriate, but if I didn’t go for it with her, I might regret it later.
As if reading my mind, Georgia spoke again with a question that gave me new hope.
“You don’t think that because of Chad’s meddling, it might get in the way of our relationship?”
I stared at her for a moment before answering, because I wanted to determine exactly what she was asking me.
“Do you think we have real potential?” I asked like a hopeful child. I hated the way my voice sounded frantic and eager, but maybe that was exactly the fuel Georgia needed in order to be reassured that I would take care of her.
“I think I can trust you . . . right?” Georgia clung to the question as if even she hoped for a favorable result.
“Absolutely.” I nodded with vigor. “The only way I can prove it to you is through time passing, and earning it.”
That must have been the right answer because there was no stalling left. This was happening, and I was right in the thick of it. The heat between us was sensual and sexy. My cock throbbed beneath the sheets and I wondered if she could feel it too.
Georgia leaned in to kiss me. She made the first move and I was thrilled. Now I knew she wanted me too. The magic in my soul sparkled. The fireworks in my vision popped, hissed, and boomed as the sexual chemistry swirled around us.
Her hands were on me, touching and exploring as burning heat flamed across my skin from her seductive grasp. I was trembling with desire.
I kissed her back with electric passion, and from that point forward, I forgot all of my cares and problems. Nothing else existed besides the two of us.
The only thing that mattered to me now was Georgia’s hungry lips, kissing me with desire that neither one of us wanted to hide or run from any longer.
We had crossed the line from being friends to lovers. I couldn’t wait to taste the sweetness between her legs. She moaned softly, driving me wild. I wanted to stretch this moment out to last an eternity.
Chapter 11
Georgia
I couldn’t believe his hands were on me, but more importantly—and surprisingly—I couldn’t believe I was allowing this to happen. It felt so right, and so incredibly good. The way he was touching me was so sensual and natural that it felt like we’d been doing it for years.
Like a magnet, the force of his masculinity and protection blanketed me with a craving I desperately needed to satisfy at that moment. He made me feel like I was the only girl in the universe and that I was everything he had ever wanted.
With frantic hunger, I collapsed my inhibitions and allowed my walls to crumble. It did me no good to shelter myself any longer. I wanted Kylin as much as he wanted me. It was time to conform to my natural instincts.
I needed Kylin, and his tough, strong hands wrapped around me. His body was spectacular and perfectly sculpted like a Greek god.
“Do you like this?” His heartfelt attempt to ask my permission while he tenderly kissed me all over gave me a new sense of purpose in this newfound relationship.
I swooned over his skills and ability to run chill bumps up my skin. I didn’t care that I was on a foreign planet, making out with a hot purple alien crown prince. The colors on the spectrum blended together as my world tipped into an oblivion of pleasure.
I was lost in the moment and I never wanted it to end. I kept taking mental pictures in my head in order to imprint the memory into my mind forever. His touch was so sensual as he grazed his fingertips across my skin.
“Yes, I love it,” I crooned with a sultry sigh of contentment.
Each body part he touched turned my skin to molten lava with desire. I was trembling under his embrace.
I melted under the grasp of his hands. My pussy throbbed with the anticipation that before long, he would come to my rescue. I was desperate for him to ignite the fire growing in my belly and spreading through my limbs.
My thirst needed quenching. My sexual desire was at its peak. There were no boundaries left to cross now. We were riding the avalanche of passion. Kylin softly undressed me with slow and precise movements.
I knew I was going to continue to be lost, entranced in the moment with him. He made me forget the world existed outside the two of us.
I allowed myself to lower my inhibitions and forget my problems, if only for the moment. That’s the effect that Kylin had over me. It was as if I was under some sort of love spell, although I didn’t think that I loved him . . . yet. I was passionate about the way he was tenderly kissing me and stroking me all over.
Lust surged through me as I moaned and arched my back, reacting to his touch and his manhood pressing against my bare thigh. He was so strong and hard. He was driving me wild.
We intertwined in the sheets together, molding to the bed as we sought to become one. The cascading moonlight entering the room brought a beautiful glow not only to the room, but to my heart and emotions as well.
“You are so gorgeous,” Kylin breathed into my neck. I noticed that his breath was ragged. He was panting and trembling too. This was a first for both of us. It was scary and thrilling at the same time.
I dug my nails into his back, affectionately stroking him as the heat of passion consumed me. It was raw and magnetic, animalistic and primal the way our bodies came together.
“I’ll be anything you want me to be,” I moaned as I sighed deeply with contentment. Kylin was intoxicating and his touch was infectious.
Kylin stood up momentarily and removed his clothes, tugging off his pants to expose his girth. His cock was rock-hard, thick, and purple, just like the rest of his skin, matching perfectly. I stared at it in breathless awe.
I was thrilled to be in the presence of such manhood. I had a fleeting moment of doubt. Would that huge cock even fit inside my tight, unused pussy?
He was so sexy, ripped with muscles and a chiseled look that floored me with desire. I instinctively reached a hand out to touch the mountain of abs that sat perfectly on his torso. He was so cut and ripped to perfection.
“Wow,” I whispered. I was completely awestruck by how huge he was. It was incredible. It must have been a Mixian male thing.
“Do you want me to put this in you?” Kylin grinned with devilish flair and gripped the tip of his hard, throbbing cock. He was taunting me with it in the best way possible.
“Yes.” I nodded seductively as I bit my lip and spread my legs as wide as they would go. I was taunting him too as I invited him to play between my legs.
I begged him to touch me with his throbbing prick as my sensitive nether lips pulsed with desire for him. I was involuntarily shaking and ready for him.
I was eager for his hard cock to fill me up, and as he pushed the tip inside, past my pink, fleshy exterior lips, I had to gasp. He was enormous. The penetration made me reel back, but I was so wet at this point that he slid right in.
He was huge, and it felt like he was hitting my G-spot instantly as soon as his cock made impact with the inside of my body.
“Oh, Kylin!” I shouted with cries of lust as I gasped underneath him.
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p; “I love it when you say my name,” he crooned into my neck. “Say it again,” he whispered. He was pleading with me, trembling on top of me as he began to gently rock back and forth.
“Kylin,” I moaned. “Make love to me. Fuck me good and hard.” Now it was my turn to beg him. I was enthralled by him, captivated by how amazing he was and how good he felt inside me.
“You are a naughty little girl, and I love it.” His eyes twinkled under the moonlight with wild imagination as magical sparks flew between us.
Fireworks of electric pleasure shot through my body and sizzled me to my core. The connection we shared was surreal. I’d never felt this much chemistry with another person in my entire life. We were a perfect match. It was like fate was working in favor of our meeting.
I was lost under the trance of his intense skills with his cock as he thrust himself in and out of me, pushing with the perfect amount of force. He ground on top of me as I moved my hips to accommodate his giant cock.
“This is so amazing.” I whined with adoration as he tickled my pussy lips with his cock. My clit was getting rubbed with just the right amount of force to drive me crazy with pleasure.
This was the first time we were having sex, and my body was reacting with a carefree, wonderful abandon. It was natural and perfect. Everything felt so right with him.
“You are so fucking wet,” he marveled as his lips spread into a grin. His eyes shimmered with pride that he was the one who gave me this reaction.
“You do this to me.” I smiled back as we rocked together, tussling in the sheets. “Give it to me, harder, faster.” I ordered with almost a pleading tone. We were wrestling together as I gripped his bulging biceps.
“Yes,” he said, and his eyes were fueled with passion and desire. We both had our eyes on the prize of intense orgasms, and I could already feel that sensation building up from inside me.
The sparks between us flew around the room, and I gripped his waist with my heels, wrapping my legs tightly around him as he rammed me harder and faster. I dug my nails into his back, scratching his skin up and down with pleasure that drove through me.
After a few seconds, I knew I was going to relinquish control of my climax because I felt it bubbling in my belly, threatening to spill over. The sensation was so intense that I was gasping for air. My clit was engorged and trembling. The tingle was near the edge of no return.
I just couldn’t contain it any longer. I had to come all over his hard cock. I began to moan and cry out harder and faster the more he rammed his cock inside me. The friction was slippery and wet against my clit, and there was no turning back now.
“I’m coming!” I announced in the throes of passion as I cried out, bouncing underneath him. I opened my legs and released control of every sensation in my body. I saw the stars, I saw the moon, I saw the clouds. My vision was blurry. I was in ecstasy.
Kylin groaned and held onto my hips as I climaxed with so much force that it was almost violent.
“Good girl.” He grinned proudly as I came down from orgasm. I was breathing heavily. I was glistening with sweat and my cheeks were flushed in the glorious aftermath.
There was a slippery suctioning sound coming from my warm, wet pussy as he continued to pump in and out. It would be his turn next.
My juices were all over his cock, and I loved the sensation of how it felt going back inside me. It was slippery, and Kylin was focused on my eyes. He was searching me with the window to his own soul. I shivered in ecstasy.
After a few seconds and without warning, Kylin groaned as his eyes rolled back in his head. He became rigid and stiff, and he clutched my breasts, squeezing with all his might. I knew he was close to orgasm too. Climax was just on the cusp of his own erotic horizon.
He shook and shivered on top of me. His muscles were convulsing with pleasure as he succumbed to the passion.
We trembled together, a pair of naked, sweaty, and panting souls. He collapsed on top of me. We were soaked to the bone and soaking the sheets with sweat and the humid heat of sex.
“Wow,” I sighed with a heavy breath as we collapsed onto the bed together. “That was amazing.” I could barely catch my breath, and my fingers and toes were numb from the pleasure that was still sending volts through me.
“Thank you,” he panted. “For the best I’ve ever had.” He giggled adorably, and I took his hand and squeezed it.
“Really?” I felt proud to be his best lover, and as I wrapped my arms around his waist to drift off to sleep, I knew I had made the right choice to sleep with him.
We had undeniable chemistry. It was only a matter of time until we ended up in bed together, and I was glad I didn’t have to wait any longer to share orgasms with him.
Now, finally, I was emotionally and physically satisfied. I wasn’t going to let anxiety cripple me tonight. I was going to live in the blissful paradise of post-sex with Kylin.
A new set of worries could wait until the dawning sun, awakening us for what I hoped would become a refreshing new day. The outlook didn’t have to be bleak if I pushed my worries away.
The next day, I joined Kylin for a meeting he had with the Dolarians. The first thing I noticed upon first inspection of the Dolarian species was that they loved to come to Mixis, probably more than they loved being on their own planet.
They were small, slight, and almost elfish in comparison to the stature of the Mixian people. They had witty humor and were almost childlike in their mannerisms and the way they talked. I was intrigued by them. They reminded me of little beavers or something. I found them kind of cute.
One thing I noticed was that they loved to joke and be playful, something that was lost on the Mixian people and gave me an internal chuckle to watch their interactions together. The Mixians were more serious. I was entertained by the way the Dolarians purposely tried to get under their skin.
It was incredible to be a part of this, witnessing two different species from two different planets interacting and attempting to settle water prices. They weren’t getting anywhere with each other because the Dolarians had little to no focus.
The Dolarians seemed to want to play and joke more than discuss actual business, and I observed that this was a slight annoyance to Kylin.
He wanted to get on with his day and work out a deal, but they were too interested in quipping back and forth with him and each other. It seemed as if they had all the time in the world to play around.
“At least they are friendly,” I whispered to Kylin when we had a moment alone. I couldn’t help but grin. The whole situation was amusing.
Kylin rolled his eyes. “They are more irritating than anything else.”
“They are docile though,” I reminded him. They weren’t interested in battles or war.
To me, they were charming as a race. They were energetic and curious as they pranced around the office quarters belonging to Kylin at the palace. I wanted to take one home and keep it as my pet.
Their eyes twinkled with mischievous flair and I knew they probably wanted to hang from the ceiling rafters if Kylin gave them the green light to do so. I was trying not to let Kylin see me giggling.
They lacked the ability to have long attention spans, which is where the Mixian race came into play. I could see where Kylin was getting frustrated, but they were too cute, in my opinion, to stay mad at.
The Dolarians had somewhat of a stunted technology growth, a result of their mischievousness, but they were very intelligent, from what I could observe. It sounded to me like the two species needed each other and had to keep the peace.
They needed Kylin when it came to technology advances and aiding with the things that they could not provide for themselves on their planet of Dolaria.
“Dolaria is a cool, wet forested planet that is ninety percent water,” Kylin had explained to me that morning before we were due to attend the meeting with them.
“Do they have cities?” I had asked as we chatted over breakfast. I was curious about this new world.
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p; “Yes.” Kylin nodded. “Not like what you are used to on Earth though.”
“Oh.” I nodded with intrigue. I waited for him elaborate.
“The cities they do have are filled with canals, pools, and waterslides,” Kylin explained.
“I can just imagine them with their fuzzy brown fur and brown eyes playing and splashing around in those pools,” I joked, laughing at the thought. I wasn’t surprised when he gave me a picture of what their world looked like.
“Yes, they do that often,” Kylin nodded with confirmation. I noticed a tiny sliver of a grin curling at the edges of his lips.
The best way I could describe the Dolarian species was almost otter-like. They were small and furry, and they had black noses and webbed feet and hands. That probably helped them maneuver better around their water planet.
They had ridiculously squeaky voices, and had I not been so curious about them, I may have acquired a headache from having to hear their shrieks.
A few of them approached me and tried to tug on my necklace, ring, and bracelet.
I tried to bat them away with a friendly nature.
“They love jewelry,” Kylin whispered to me.
“I can see that.” I smiled back at him in acknowledgement.
They were here today to discuss water trade prices, something that Mixis desperately needed and Dolaria had plenty of to spare.
“Can we just settle on a price already?” Kylin spoke almost aggressively to the elder ones who were more inclined to pay attention.
After some debating, arguing, and bickering, they finally settled on a water price that was acceptable to Kylin, and they drew up the papers to sign in agreement.
“Okay, so that settles everything then. I think we are ready to go and get on with our day now.” Kylin stood up and smiled at me while taking my hand.
Apparently, this was his cue to let the Dolarians know the meeting was finished and they could scamper off now.
