by KD Jones
“Uh-um.” Carolina had to clear her throat to let them know she was still there. They sure could turn the heat up in a room. It reminded her of the kiss that Drako had given her last night, and she longed for Drako to take her in his arms and carry her to her room.
She sighed, realizing that he would have to leave soon to pursue his other investigations. Why was she waiting to explore her desires? Did she want to pass up this opportunity to be with the one man who made her heart race and her body sing? No, she didn’t want to wait any longer. This was her chance for passion, and Carolina was taking it.
*****
Drako had picked up his phone and hung it up five times. Twice he actually dialed her number, but hung up before she answered. This was ridiculous. He was an ex-pirate. He was one of the best GPOs out there. If there was a female he wanted, he would go after her, have his way, then leave. So why was Carolina different? Why did he react to her differently?
She was sweet, kind, funny, and innocent. He didn’t think of her the way he did other women. That should bother him more, send him running off the ship. But the more he got to know her, the more he wanted to know. How could someone be so innocent and at the same time sexy as hell? Just the thought of her made his body react with need. He knew what he wanted, who he wanted. What the hell was he waiting for? He picked up his phone and dialed her number.
“Hello.”
“Hello, Carolina." The words came out deeper than he’d intended.
“Drako," Carolina said with a hitch in her voice.
“I was wondering if you were available this evening for dinner and dancing?”
She paused for a moment. “I’m… I don’t have any other plans.”
“Great! I’ll pick you up at six-thirty.”
“See you then." She hung up her phone.
He would get to see her soon; maybe kiss her, hold her. He longed to do more, but only time would tell.
*****
Drako’s phone rang. For a moment, he thought it might be Carolina calling to cancel. He looked at the number and frowned; it was his GPP chief. “GPO Drako here.”
“Officer Drako, this is Chief Randall. I’m calling for a status report on your investigation.”
Crap. If he told them there were no violations on the Brave Star, they would insist he leave right away. He needed to stall. “Sir, I have a few more interviews to go before I can close out my investigation.”
“You have three days to finish up, then we need you to travel to the Lunar Star. There have been a few complaints filed by passengers.”
“Yes, sir.” He hung up the phone.
He had only three days, and then he would have to leave. Drako wanted to finish this tedious assignment and take a small leave of absence. He would take Carolina to some exotic vacation spot and make love to her non-stop. He just had to convince her to wait for him to come back.
*****
Hours later, Carolina was pacing the suite with sweating hands. Was she making a mistake seeing him again? He would be leaving the ship soon anyway, to continue his assignment. Maybe she should try to forget all about him. The idea of never seeing him again tore at her emotions. Carolina couldn’t let him break her heart; she might not recover from it. She strode back and forth, trying to calm her nerves. Her friends watched her with laughter shining in their eyes.
“So, how many flowers did Drako send?" Mary asked, helping her daughter tie the bow on the back of her dress. They’d decided to dress up for the dinner that they were sharing with Thesos. Mary had come home from her lunch shift, and found the suite filled with vases of flowers of varying colors.
“Five vases of roses, five of galactic lilies, and five of the lavender pecos." Carolina bent and took a sniff of the galactic lilies. Those were her favorites.
“Fifteen? Is he starting a florist shop or something?”
“He just wants me to know how sorry he is.”
“Do you believe him?”
“Yeah. I think by the third vase of galactic lilies, I accepted that he was thoroughly repentant." She chuckled as she caressed a beautiful pale yellow flower.
There was a knock at the door, and Carolina looked up anxiously. Melanie ran over to open the door. By the little girl’s squeal, she knew it had to be Thesos.
Thesos picked up Melanie with four of his arms and carried her inside the suite. He froze upon seeing the vases of flowers everywhere in the living room.
“Are you starting a florist shop?" he asked curiously.
Carolina and Mary both laughed. Mary stood up and walked over to him, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. “Drako is trying to show that he’s really, really sorry.”
He grunted. “Are my favorite girls ready?”
Melanie giggled. “Yes!”
“We’re going to be back around ten. Have fun on your date." Mary waved at her as Thesos maneuvered her out the door.
“Have a good night." Carolina waved goodbye to them and resumed her pacing. She hoped she looked okay. Mary assured her that she looked sexy. She wore her hair down in long golden curls; she’d noticed that Drako liked her hair that way. She’d applied darker eye shadow than usual to enhance her brown eyes, and chose her red cocktail dress with the thin spaghetti straps to wear. It was short enough to show off her bare legs. She topped the look off with a deep red lipstick and three-inch heels. Please God don’t let me fall on my ass with these damn heels.
Another knock startled her out of her thoughts. She wiped her sweating palms on the sides of her dress and went to open the door.
Drako took her breath away. His auburn hair was pulled back and secured with some sort of tie. He wore a black, silky shirt with a leather vest over it, and a pair of leather pants. Holy shit he was hot!
“Good evening," She greeted him, moving out of the way so that he could enter the suite.
“You look radiant." He stopped as soon as he got inside and looked around at the exorbitant amount of flowers. “I went a little overboard with the flowers, didn’t I?”
“I love them. One vase would have been plenty, though." She smiled at him warmly. It was cute how he seemed so unsure of himself. It made her like him a little bit more.
“Are you ready to go?" he asked, but his eyes were on her legs.
“Dinner at the restaurant?”
“Yes, and I thought we could go dancing.”
“Dancing, too?" Her eyes lit up. She wasn’t the best dancer, but she still loved it. It had been forever since she’d been dancing; there weren’t many occasions for it on board.
*****
Damn, she was fucking hot tonight. He placed his large hand on the middle of her back and guided her down to the elevators. Slow and easy, slow and easy.
They kept their conversation short and uncomplicated. She avoided talk about her liaison service or his GPO investigation, because they were sore spots between them. At first it was a struggle finding something else that they could discuss.
“So, it seems that your roommate, Mary, and the Squid are getting along.”
“His name is Thesos. They make a lovely couple.”
The waitress showed them to their table. “I’ll take a beer. And a chardonnay for you?” Drako asked Carolina.
“Yes, please." She liked that he remembered what her favorite wine was.
“I’ve been meaning to ask; I know that Mary’s husband left her and her child. Has she thought about ending the marriage?”
“Yes. Captain Turk helped us find someone who is dealing with the Terrans’ legal system while on the evacuation ships. She had to fill out paperwork claiming that he abandoned them. She may be eligible for assistance too, since the Terrans and the Galactic Council are giving stipends to families to help them out.”
“That sounds great for her.”
“The bad part is that her soon-to-be ex-husband has to be served a copy of the forms. He could hold everything up.”
“But if he abandoned them, would he try to do that?”
“Mary is
afraid that he will. He’s such an ass.”
“I agree.”
Their food arrived, and they ate in a more comfortable silence. Drako convinced her to share a piece of cheesecake with him, too. When they were done, he helped her up.
“Thank you so much for dinner," she said with a warm smile as they stood up.
“The night isn’t over yet,” he winked.
Chapter Ten
He walked her to a set of stairs inside the restaurant that went to an upper level she’d never noticed before. As soon as Drako opened the door, Carolina could hear the drumming beat of a song being played. There was a nightclub of sorts on the top level of the restaurant, but she had no idea it was there. The soundproofing in this place must be incredible.
The club was dimly lit. The dance floor was in the center, with a circle of tables around it, and the bar lining the wall to the right.
“I had no idea that this was even here," she said in awe. Mary had said there was a place to go dancing, but she didn’t remember her saying it was attached to the restaurant. There was a bar two levels down, which she assumed was where Drako would take her. None of her liaison dates offered to go dancing.
“It’s new, according to Turk. The other alien species don’t really dance; it’s a Terran activity. Turk said that since the evacuation, there’s been a huge demand for it by the Terrans. So he recently opened up a space above the restaurant for a dance club. Shall we?" he asked, offering her his arm.
She took it without hesitation, and he led her out into the center of the dance floor. It was mostly the humans who were dancing; the aliens stood on the side, watching. She and Drako were the only mixed couple on the dance floor. Carolina felt bad for the aliens, and part of her wanted to go to them and pull them out onto the floor. Unfortunately, there just wasn’t enough of her to go around.
It hit her at that moment that if she really wanted to help with alien-Terran relations, she needed to have assistance. She was just one woman.
“Everything okay?” Drako asked.
She nodded as she raised her hands and wrapped her arms around his neck. He was tall, and she was grateful for having worn the high heels. It felt so good to be in his arms. The heat from his body went right through her dress and seemed to sink into her skin. God, she loved how he made her feel.
Drako pulled her tight against his body. He had no idea that this dancing thing would have such beneficial side effects. He and Turk had spent a couple of hours practicing in his suite. He told Turk that if he ever told anyone that he helped Drako learn to dance, Drako would cut off all of his protruding body parts. Turk told him to stick to the slow dancing, and he had to agree. This was totally worth the hours of practice.
He leaned down and sniffed her skin, then licked a little spot behind her ear. She shivered and moaned.
“Drako." She turned her head to give him more access to her neck. The lighting had been turned down to make a more romantic atmosphere, and she certainly was feeling relaxed and turned on. They were dancing, but it felt like they were doing so much more.
He licked and nipped a path up to her chin, then he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. She rubbed herself against him more frantically. Her nipples hardened, and she was already starting to get wet. The man was driving her to the brink of an orgasm, right there on the dance floor.
Drako took her mouth with a possessiveness that tore down any barrier she had between them. Carolina drew closer to him; she wanted them to be one. He would take her and leave no doubt that he owned her. As they drew closer, her lashes lowered and she closed her eyes. His tongue teased her until she surrendered her mouth.
She opened to him and was immediately enveloped with an all-consuming passion. A fire was building inside of her, and Drako was the only one who could give her the relief that she sought. Just not here, while they were in public. Carolina pushed away, ending their kiss reluctantly. He looked at her with frustration and confusion. It was so cute that she couldn’t help giggling.
“Did I do something wrong?" he asked, keeping her body firmly pressed against his.
“No, but I think that we should leave.”
Drako was overwhelmingly disappointed. “You want to end the date early?”
“Actually, I was thinking that we could go back to your suite."
Carolina turned a lovely shade of red. She’d never been so bold. Was she really going to do this? Was she really going to give herself, her virginity to Drako?
Yes … yes, she was.
She’d shocked him into silence. “Drako?” Maybe he doesn’t want to…
Drako took her hand and led her out of the dance club without saying a word. She had to jog to keep up with him.
*****
On the elevator ride up, Drako worked hard to keep his distance, but his eyes never left Carolina. If she took a deep breath, he watched the rise and fall of her breasts. She licked her lips several times, and it made him lick his own in response. Damn, the woman had luscious lips.
The moment they entered Drako’s suite, he turned her around and pressed her against the door. His lips descended on hers, more insistent and demanding. He stroked her with his tongue, exploring her, tasting her, savoring her. His hands were busy removing her dress, but he left the heels. They were sexy and made her cute, short legs look long and silky.
He released her lips long enough to rip his shirt from his body. It pleased him to see that her eyes widened with desire as he exposed his body to her. Drako knew women found him attractive, but Carolina’s reaction meant more to him than any other. He felt relieved and empowered when her eyes clouded over with longing.
*****
Oh God, the man was gorgeous. Drako had wide shoulders, ripped muscles, and the sexiest path of hair from his chest, leading down, down, down to his navel. He removed his pants slowly, allowing the length and girth of his manhood to spring free. Drako was very impressive.
“I thought Quadrupeds were hairy?" She asked, reaching out to caress him. His cock twitched in her direction.
“Compared to the other alien species, Quadrupeds have three times the amount of hair. I have to keep myself shaved, or it can get out of control."
Drako closed his eyes, seeming to enjoy her touch. He emitted a growl, suddenly lifting her into his arms, and carried her into his bedroom.
*****
He laid her down on his bed and he went down with her, careful not to put all of his weight on her. Drako rained kisses on her lips, cheeks, and chin, finally trailing over her neck. He kissed his way down to her gorgeous, generous breasts. Damn, Carolina was perfect.
He ran the tip of his tongue over her nipple, making it harden into a pebbled peak. Carolina arched her back, making it easier for him to take more of her into his hot mouth. He suckled the tip past his lips, while his other hand massaged and teased her other nipple. She moaned from the exquisite pleasure, and Drako smiled against her skin before switching breasts. He took the other nipple into his mouth, and gave it the same sensual attention.
His hands caressed her sides and moved down her body, slowly coming to a stop at her entrance. Drako’s wide, long fingers teased at her pussy lips, and she began to wiggle against him. She was wet and wanting, but he needed to make sure that she was ready for him. Drako had never been with a virgin before, and he wanted to make this special for her.
He used his hands and mouth to bring her nearly to climax over and over again, only to stop, letting her writhe and come close to begging before he started all over again. She nearly yanked his hair out when he finally slipped a finger inside of her.
“Oh fuck!”
“Yes baby, we will be fucking, all night long,” he responded.
“Drako, I need … more.”
“Mmmm … I’m going to give you more." He added a second finger, slowly pumping them in and out. Drako released her breasts and began trailing kisses across her ribs and down her smooth, soft stomach. He maneuvered himself so that his breath blew across her expose
d pussy, and wedged his shoulders between her thighs. The scent of her arousal hit him and he nearly pounced on her.
Easy, take it easy, he chided himself.
He gave one long lick across her entrance, teasing his tongue between her outer folds, and nearly came right then. The taste of her was incredible, like no other female he’d ever been with. Drako couldn’t picture anyone else but her. He teased and tasted her, plunging his tongue in and out of her wet heat again and again, loving how she responded to his every touch with a new shiver, a quivering sign, and the occasional scream of pleasure.
*****
Heaven — Carolina was in heaven. Nothing felt as good as Drako licking and fucking her with his mouth. She’d given her fiancé a blowjob once, but he’d never reciprocated. She hadn’t really liked it, and it made her more determined to wait on them actually having sex.
With Drako, it was different. She wanted her turn at tasting him all over. He certainly knew what to do with his hands and mouth; Carolina had lost count of how many times she’d come already. She reached down, grasping his beautiful hair, needing to feel him stretching her, to have the length of his cock deep inside of her.
“Drako, please!”
*****
He moved back, releasing her succulent nub. Drako’s eyes scanned her flushed body, pink cheeks, glistening pussy, and the burning desire in her eyes.
It was time.
Drako moved slowly up her body. He loved how smooth and soft her skin felt against his hard body. Using his elbow, Drako balanced himself until he was in the perfect position, lining up his dick with her glistening entrance. Slowly and carefully, he entered her. Her tightness gripped every inch of him. Oh God, help me keep it all together. He stopped when he reached the thin barrier of her maidenhead, releasing a breath he hadn’t known he was holding.
Drako took her mouth again as he pushed through, stopping when his cock could go no farther. Fuck, she was tight. He wasn’t going to last long this first time with her. He had to make this good for her.
He’d never felt anything as good as Carolina. She squeezed him with her inner walls, and when she moved herself against him, he damn near lost control.
