by Mary Abshire
“Stop.” She giggled.
He crawled between her legs and then stood on all fours over her. The cover slid down his back and rear. Smiling, she bent her legs and spread them. His thick erection jutted forward, seeking to dive into her moist depths.
“I love you. I would never leave. I mean it,” he said, staring into her blue eyes.
She scooted back and upright before she claimed his lips. She flicked at his tongue, and longing shot straight to his groin. Then she broke the kiss and said, “We go together. End of debate.”
“Agreed.” He leaned in to kiss her, but she backed away.
“You’ll stop thinking about it.”
Dear Lord, he needed to be inside her. Couldn’t she see how hard his length was?
He sat back on his knees. “I’ve already stopped. Can’t you tell?”
Grinning, she glanced down. “Where were we? Oh, right.”
She sat up and merged her mouth to his. All the worries disappeared from his head. Judging from the way she stroked his tongue, it seemed her concerns had vanished from her mind too. Love was the answer to everything. And they had plenty to share.
Chapter Eighteen
Emily twisted in her seat. Hours of sitting bothered her. She needed to move around and walk, but she didn’t want to ask Andrew to pull over. The sooner they could get to San Antonio, the better off they’d both be. Sitting sideways, she watched the love of her life. He gripped the wheel tighter with his right hand while he used his other to block the yawn escaping him.
“Tired?” she asked.
“Maybe a little, but I’m fine.”
The dark highway had few cars in either direction. They’d been cruising at ninety for the last hour and a half. The darkness and lack of traffic in New Mexico reminded her of the road she’d found him on.
“We got a late start and you’ve been driving for almost seven hours,” she said. “Maybe we should pull over for the night.”
They’d left Matt at the hotel and had hit the road ten in the morning. She’d driven the first four hours. When she’d started squirming too much in her seat, Andrew had insisted he take over. She still moved around quite a bit, but at least she had more freedom on the passenger side and she couldn’t wreck the car.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“I’m getting tired.”
“Really? You napped for over an hour earlier.”
“Well, you kept me up late.” She teased to get a rise out of him.
“Me?” He angled his thumb toward his chest. “I seem to recall you climbed on top of me last night and this morning.”
Goal accomplished, she grinned.
“You started it last night, so that’s your fault,” she argued. “As for this morning, I had a dream we were hot and heavy on the beach again. I couldn’t help it. I got turned on.”
The time they’d had sex on the beach in Maryland had been one of the best. If Steven hadn’t shown up, they could’ve spent more time together fulfilling their desires near the ocean.
He chuckled. “So we were making out on a beach again?”
“Yeah.”
“You really liked that house in Maryland, didn’t you?”
She nodded. “It was nice. I enjoyed staring out at the ocean. It was peaceful.” Of all the places they’d stayed, the cozy beach home had been the best. It had plenty of space, a fireplace, a spectacular Jacuzzi, and a wrap-around porch to relax and marvel at the ocean.
“But now you’ll be living near mountains,” he said. “Will you miss the beach?"
“A little, but I like Utah. There are so many parks. I can’t wait to jog on some trails in a canyon, bike ride, and go hiking. I think Matt would enjoy those activities too. Between the two of us, we should be able to keep our child active.”
She spotted a green sign in the distance and turned to read it.
“How far is the nearest town?” he asked.
“Roswell is ten miles away. Oh, Roswell.” Her voice rose with a hint of excitement. She peered closer to the window and gazed up. “Do you think we could spot any space ships or aliens?”
She’d always been fascinated about the crash in Roswell. In general, she found most stories about aliens and other intelligent life intriguing. Growing up, she and Troy would go to the movie theatre whenever a new science fiction movie came out.
Andrew laughed. “Please don’t tell me you believe in little green men.”
“They’re not green, and yes, I believe in aliens.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“What? You don’t think God would allow space to have other intelligent life forms?”
“No, I don’t. And I never saw any aliens while I was in heaven.”
“So, that doesn’t mean they don’t exist.”
“Do you remember any parts of the Bible?”
“Of course I do, but other life can exist somewhere. The universe is big.”
“I think God would’ve told us if life existed on other planets.”
“Really? Have you sat down to chat with him and ask?”
He chuckled. “There is no mention in the Bible—”
“I know, but that doesn’t mean we are alone in the universe. You can’t change my mind about this. I think God would’ve created life outside of Earth. Why not? He’s the big boss, the big creator. So, there’s nothing wrong with believing we’re not alone.”
She disliked when people discounted the belief of aliens because there hadn’t been any mention of life outside of Earth in the Bible. She knew God created everything. So, in her mind, he could have easily produced other life, too. Planets, galaxies, black holes, and other amazing things in space were real. It seemed logical to her the big man would’ve made life forms somewhere else in the universe.
“Maybe I’m an alien,” Andrew said. “Did you ever consider it?”
“I did, actually.”
“Really?” He smirked.
“Yes, I did.”
“Hmm, well I do like to probe you.”
She chuckled. “How is your probe?” She glanced down at his groin area, but she couldn’t see anything since his shirt hung over his jeans.
His lips tugged to one side. “I’ll have it ready for use soon.”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah, it never takes long to warm up for you. My probe loves to work inside you.”
She laughed while her insides tingled with lust. She loved his playful nature.
Spotting another sign on the side of the road, she pointed. “We’re entering Roswell, so you should slow down.”
Andrew switched off the cruise control and the car’s speed decreased. “Can I probe you tonight? I need to get inside that body of yours.”
“Yes, you must be an alien.” She snickered.
Heat grew within her and her nipples ached. In all her life she’d never wanted a man the way she longed for Andrew. Then again, she’d never thought she’d meet such a loving man. And she definitely didn’t think she’d find one who could put up with her. For the longest time she’d believed she would never marry or have any kids. Andrew had changed everything for her.
Emily’s jaw lowered as they passed through Roswell. The town hadn’t been what she had expected. Closed businesses and restaurants lined up both sides of the street. A few fast-food places had lights on. She’d thought the town would’ve been bigger given the hype created from the UFO crash in the late 1940s.
She pointed to the left. “There’s a decent-looking hotel.”
Andrew turned at the stoplight. The hour hadn’t reached midnight yet, but the entire town seemed shut down for the night. He pulled into the parking lot of the hotel and didn’t have any trouble finding a space near the entrance.
“You’ve got Matt’s card, right?” She reached for her purse near her feet.
“Yeah, in my wallet.” He pushed his door open. “I’ll get the bag from the back.”
Emily met him at the tail end of the Jeep. They’d stuffed clothes
and supplies into one suitcase since they didn’t think they would be in San Antonio for more than a few weeks at max. Andrew hefted the large luggage out of the car. She shut the back. Together, they strolled toward the entrance of the hotel.
“Your name is Matt. Don’t forget,” she said softly.
“I won’t.”
The doors swished to the sides as they reached them. He let her walk ahead to the counter. The woman behind the desk had pink hair and a ring in her nose. She smiled as Emily approached her.
“My husband and I need a room for the night,” Emily said.
“Sure. Do you have a preference?” the pink-haired woman asked.
“Non-smoking with a king-size bed,” Emily said.
The attendant smiled. “Let me check on that.” She stared at her computer monitor while she typed.
Emily tapped her foot while they waited. She hoped the gal would find something quickly. Andrew had aroused her in the car and she couldn’t stop thinking about his probe.
“I do have a room with your preferences. Would you like to reserve it for tonight?” the pink-haired lady asked.
“Yes, please,” Emily said.
Andrew dug into his back pocket and withdrew his wallet. He set Matt’s card on the counter. After the woman swiped it, she handed it back to Andrew.
“Okay, your room number is 1107 and it’s on the main floor.” The attendant handed Emily a key card and then pointed. “You’ll take a left and the room will be a few doors down on your left.”
“Thank you,” Emily said as she backed away.
Andrew pulled the luggage behind him as he followed her. The temperature in the hotel seemed cool to her bare arms. She’d have to turn on the heat if the room were equally chilly.
She stopped in front of the door marked eleven-zero-seven. She inserted the card in the slot once and nothing happened. The second time, the handle made a clicking sound. She pushed the door open.
“Do you want to take a shower first?” Andrew asked as he came to a halt near the dresser and television. The door closed behind him.
She sat on the bed and kicked off her shoes. “I want us to take a shower together. You can probe me, Mr. Alien.” She leaned back and gave him a lusty gaze.
Andrew grabbed the edges of his shirt and lifted it. After he removed his top, he left it on the suitcase. Next, he unfastened his pants. While she, too, undressed, she marveled at his perfectly sculpted chest. It didn’t matter how many times she’d seen it, touched it, or licked it, she always admired the fine curves and muscles defining his torso.
“You’re staring,” he said.
“Yes, I am.” She freed her breasts from her bra.
His eyes widened at the sight of her girls. They’d filled out a bit more, along with her ass. The last doctor had said the little weight she’d gained was fine. He’d actually encouraged her to put on a few more pounds.
Andrew stepped out of his pants and then locked the front door. She’d eyed his large length before he’d turned. Her body warmed while her need for him grew. She couldn’t wait to have him inside her.
He headed into the bathroom and she followed once she’d tugged off her tights. The tiled floor felt cool under her feet. White towels hung from the rack near the large shower. He reached for the faucet and turned on the water.
She couldn’t resist pinching his cute ass. “I’m pretty warm, but I could use a little more heat.”
She slid her hand between his legs and cupped his balls. His body tensed.
“Human, get in the shower so I can probe you,” he said from over his shoulder.
She giggled as she stepped into the bathtub. She stood under the spray and tilted her head back. The warm water soothed her, but her longing for her husband remained very strong.
He entered the shower behind her. He swung the curtain across and the rings scraped over the metal pole. She twisted to face him. His solid erection jutted out, and he had such a fine one. Before he could say another word, she claimed his lips.
Desire swelled within her as they teased each other’s tongues. He held her body close and groped her ass while she traveled her hands over his chest and continued south. He felt so warm and hard in all the right places. He lowered a hand between her legs. He brushed over her nub before sliding a few digits inside her. She melted from his touch and craved more. Moaning softly, she wrapped her fingers around his length.
“I want you,” she said.
The word ‘want’ seemed weak compared to how she really felt. The yearning inside consumed her. He was the only man who could please her and fulfill her needs. She hungered for him as if she’d been starved. She had to have him buried deep inside her.
He took her breasts into his hands and pinched her erect nipples. Erotic zings coursed through her while a soft sound slipped from her. She lifted her chin, exposing her neck. Andrew moved fast. He ran his tongue up and then nibbled while he continued fondling her girls.
“Oh, Andrew. I need you.” She tightened her grasp on his steel member.
Need burned hotter within her. She brought her chin down and then merged her mouth with his again. She sucked on his tongue while she stroked his erection. He made her feel so alive, so aroused, and above all, loved. This was her man and she’d hold onto him forever.
He broke the kiss and took one of her tits into his mouth. She gasped as he sucked on her hard bud, making it feel tender. The ache from his kiss strengthened her longing. When she ran her fingers into his locks, he moved to her other breast and treated it in kind.
“Andrew, please…” Her body blazed with raw need. She was tempted to push him down and ride him, but she wanted him to make love to her. And she couldn’t wait any longer.
He pried his lips from her nipple. As he straightened, she twisted around and placed her back to him. She took his hands and put one on a tit and the other between her legs.
“I want it fast and hard.” She pushed his fingers into her while she leaned her head on his shoulder. “Please.”
He nipped her neck before he nudged her with his body. She braced both hands on the tiled wall. His cock pressed against her ass. Anxious to accept him, she spread her legs wider. While he kept hold of her tit, he positioned himself at her entrance. When he slid inside her, she knew she was on the road to ecstasy.
“Hard, Andrew,” she said.
She needed to be filled by him. She yearned for him to bring her the intense orgasm she craved. He bit her earlobe as he withdrew from her. The man was driving her out of her mind with lust. As he returned his hand to her apex, he thrust into her.
“Yes.” She moved one of her hands to his between her legs. “Again.”
He delivered what she wanted and pumped. He felt so good and right, so hard and snug within her. While his fingers circled her core, he propelled himself into her again and again. His care of her sensitive nub electrified her. He squeezed her nipple and erotic chills danced within her. Her body thirsted for relief. She met his movements and their bodies smacked while water flowed over them. Her yearning intensified and she drew closer to her climax.
Andrew moved his hand from her breast to her thigh. Pausing, he bent and lifted it. He held her steady and wide as he continued driving inside her.
“Oh, that feels so good,” she groaned.
She pushed both hands against the wall to meet his thrusts. His flesh spanked hers. He stroked her core while he endeavored to go deeper and faster. Molten desire consumed her. All she could think about was the pleasure he could give her. Anticipation skyrocketed and her body tensed. She was so close now. She leaned her forearms against the wall and clenched her fists. He ventured to go deep inside her as fast as he could. The pressure mounting within her became too much. Relief arrived and her walls started squeezing his length. She let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding while cooling waves of bliss relieved all the stress she’d built up.
Andrew continued driving into her while her walls clenched his erection. His relea
se came shortly after hers. The hammering of his cock filled her with more joy. There wasn’t a better feeling in the world than his love surrounding her and pulsing within her. It more than pleased her to see and make him happy. He constantly strived to do the same for her. As crazy as everything seemed, they were a perfect match. He slowed his movements and together they enjoyed each other’s love.
Andrew set her leg down and then wrapped his arms around her. Holding her close, he kissed her shoulder. “I love probing you.”
She chuckled. He slid from within her as she turned to face him. She took hold of his face and brought his lips to meet hers.
“I love my alien. He has the best probe,” she said. He really did.
His lips stretched.
“See, aliens exist,” she said before she pressed her mouth to his again.
She relaxed against his chest and savored the tender kiss. She cherished moments like this, laughing and loving. No matter what struggles they had to face, their love would survive. He’d always be her alien.
Chapter Nineteen
Andrew exited the interstate. He braked at the stoplight and glanced at Emily. She held the silver locket between her fingers and her other hand on her baby bump. She wore the same shirt and black tights from the day before. He’d dressed in the same clothes too since they’d spent ninety percent of their time in the Jeep during the last two days. They’d showered in the morning again and had donned cleaned underwear. And really, that was more important than fresh clothes.
Glad to be in San Antonio, he took a deep breath. The eight plus-hour drive from Roswell and the long hours on the road from yesterday had started to bother him. He needed to move around and stretch. Emily did too. She’d squirmed in her seat throughout the day. He’d stopped a few times so they could walk around, but he sensed it hadn’t been enough for her. Though, she hadn’t complained. In fact, she’d been very chatty until they’d neared the city.
“How’s the baby?” he asked, breaking the silence.
She let go of her necklace and faced him. “It’s fine.” She had a somewhat dreary look on her face.
