Just a Kiss [The Tiburon Duet]
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"Hmm. I do have to watch that down here,” and Alien Keller smiled with aching beauty. What is going on?
"Down here?” She swayed on her feet. Keller grabbed her by the arms to steady her as his smile grew. He pulled her into his arms and buried his face in her neck, taking a deep breath.
"You know, on Earth,” he whispered. “I missed you so much, Gabrielle.” His arms crushed her into his chest. She was too shocked to stop him, and he felt so great.
His breath tickled her ear. She pushed back to look at his face. He winked at her, winked with a sultry, silver-colored eye.
"But you're not real. I dreamed you, didn't I?"
"You violated the sanctity of my mouth. I've come to force you to take responsibility."
"How?"
"You know how. You touched your lips to mine while my barrier was down."
"No, how did you get here? Crag drugged me and said he wouldn't send you. He said you were going to life partner with Lena, whether you loved her or not. He said I'd think Tiburon was a dream.” She pushed out of the comfort of his arms to distance herself.
"That is a very long story, best told when there is no chance anyone can listen in.” He looked over his shoulder as someone approached and then back at her. “Let's go someplace quiet, okay?"
"No, start talking. What are you doing here?” Gabrielle formed her body into a rigid stance, arms crossed, one leg and hip cocked forward.
Keller crossed his arms, mirroring her, but his stance was not angry. He was in explanation mode. “I gave my mother an ultimatum. I told her either I would rule alone, or she could oust me in favor of my younger brother, Kyle."
"But why?"
"I refused to take a life partner if she couldn't be you. I knew I could never life partner with Lena, not after having fallen in love with you."
"And just like that, you gave up everything. No being king of your planet? Just for me?"
"I didn't want to be king without you. I had such grand plans for us before Crag sent you back to Earth. He and my mother expected me to announce my engagement to life partner with Lena the same afternoon. I refused.
"My mother wanted an heir from me and Lena to continue the royal line. I told her you were the only one I was interested in having children with. She refused to budge on bringing you back, so I told her I would simply rule alone, and she'd never get an heir from me.
"She told me that if she replaced me with Kyle, she still wouldn't allow me to return to Earth.” He shrugged. “I made it clear that I'd rather be alone than life partner with someone I didn't love."
"So, she got rid of you?"
"Not at first. She freaked out for awhile."
"Freaked out? Where did you learn to talk earthling?"
"Television transmissions, a remarkable way to learn culture and language differences."
"But it was only last night. How did you learn so fast?"
Keller looked all around their immediate space. She looked around as well. He was making her paranoid.
"Citizens from Tiburon exist on an entirely different time space dimensional relationship than that of earthlings. When we were here last, I spent my time sampling and capturing visual images of your topography. Mountains, desserts, forests, oceans, lakes. You have the most varied and astounding scenery I've ever studied.
"Sybille, however, recorded cultural information, including years’ worth of television transmissions from your Earth. I spent several months alone on Tiburon reading and learning about your culture after you were sent away. It made me feel close to you."
"How did you get Crag to send you back to Earth?"
"First, I thanked him for leaving you in the ship chamber alone with me that first time. I'd rather have known you for only a short time than not at all. He blamed himself for what happened between us the first time. He wanted to set it right, but I told him it was too late."
"And he gave in, just like that?” she asked incredulously. Crag didn't seem the type to reverse his opinions lightly.
Keller smiled and shook his head. “After several months, he and my mother understood I wasn't going to cave in. I publicly announced the reason I refused to life partner with Lena at a royal ceremonial dinner."
"What did you say?"
"My lips had been tainted by my true life mate, a gorgeous alien from Earth.” He dropped his arms to his side, leaned forward, and kissed her on the forehead.
"You said that in public?"
"I guess you're rubbing off on me."
"I wished I'd been there to see it.” She grinned.
"If you'd been there, I wouldn't have had to say it."
"True.” She relaxed a little and took a step closer to him. “So how do you have identification and a car here?"
"Prior to our trip to Earth, we set up documentation for our duration here on your planet. We have the ability to see past time events on other worlds, so we found the identity of someone who resembled us and was missing. Someone we knew had already died. We checked to see if the body was ever recovered. If not, we assumed their identity.
"By coincidence, we found a scientist with the name Keller, like mine."
"Did you two look like twins or something?"
"Not exactly identical but similar enough to fool people who never look too closely. I also have a barrier. People here seem to see what they expect to see. I even fooled his mother. I think she was prepared to accept his death, but when I showed up, she was so happy to have her son back, she didn't question too closely.” He shrugged. “I had to concentrate on keeping my eyes light blue instead of silver when I was around her."
"Amazing."
"What is?"
"You are. I can't believe you're really here. What about the kiss last night? I mean, it was nice, but not body rocking like before."
"It's like the eye-color phenomenon. I put up a barrier to deflect earthlings from seeing the true color of my eyes or my true being. I had the barrier up last night to deflect touching mouths with you."
"Like a condom."
"For you maybe, but it still rocked me to the core. I absorbed the vibration so I wouldn't give myself away in front of your law enforcement workers."
"Kiss me without the barrier then,” she said, grinning probably like a fool.
"Give me your hand."
"Keller,” she said with exasperation.
"Don't you even want to marry me first?” he asked. “I mean, you are my first, so you need to make an honest man out of me."
"So, are you here forever, or are you just visiting?"
"I'm here for good."
"I love you, Keller."
"I love you, too, Gabrielle. Let's go home and meet Skippy. Later, I can introduce you to my Earth mother. Her name is Ruth, and she is going to love you, I promise. She wants her son to meet the perfect girl and settle down and have lots of little earth Kellers."
"How many little Kellers are we going to have to reproduce?” Gabrielle raised her eyebrows.
"Let's start with one and see how it works out, okay?"
"Okay, but you still owe me a kiss. Don't even think you can distract me with baby talk. Kiss me, or I'm not taking another step.” Gabrielle tilted her face up.
"Okay, but just a small one."
"No such thing where you're concerned.” Gabrielle threw her arms around his neck and placed her lips on his. His mouth was warm and nice. Then he lowered his barrier completely, and she felt the electric jolt of it spread across her lips.
"Oh, Gabrielle,” he moaned in her mouth before he devoured her with his lips, his tongue dancing a familiar tango with hers.
She felt his hand go up to the back of her neck, and his other press into her waist. Then she felt something new. She felt an Earth male's response to excitement on her lower belly from something large stiffening beneath his jeans zipper. All right, Keller!
Gabrielle nudged closer to him and pressed her hips forward to better feel the hard ridge of his erection through his jeans. Her ankle found its
way around the back of his calf. She wondered briefly which television shows he'd been watching, but then she didn't care. He felt so good and right and...
"Jesus! Get a room!” That came from a stranger passing by.
She broke the kiss and removed her ankle. Keller groaned deeply then. His eyes glazed over with sensual intent, and he tried to reconnect with her mouth.
"Wait, Keller. We need to leave.” She turned her head, and his mouth landed on her cheek.
"Two more minutes, please,” he panted, taking aim to kiss her again. His mouth slid close to hers before she pulled away.
"No time. Come on, take me home, and I'll give you all the minutes you want, I promise."
Keller shuddered deeply and pressed his forehead to hers, still trying to catch his breath. Gabrielle half dragged, half carried his tall, solid body as she pulled him towards the parking lot. After several steps, he seemed to bear up and straighten out. Good thing. He was big and tall, and she didn't know where his car was.
"Sorry,” he said sheepishly. “You still overwhelm me. I haven't learned to control mouth touching you quite yet."
"I like the new thing you added,” and she looked down below his belt.
"Oh, that. I implanted a deep suggestion in my mind, so it happens automatically now. I heard Earth girls liked a man with a massive—cock,” he grinned. He led her to his car, which was a Mitsubishi sports car coincidentally named after Keller's home planet. Not a surprising choice, she thought.
"How many earth girls have you tried it out on?” Gabrielle asked in mock anger.
"Just you, baby. I swear."
Then he drove her home to finish what they started.
Chapter Fourteen
Skippy ran out of the ground floor apartment door as soon as Gabrielle opened it. His short legs carried him quickly on a trajectory for the small yard out front. Luckily, the hallway door was still open. Otherwise, Gabrielle was certain there would have been a Skippy-shaped hole in it.
"Go on inside, Keller. I'll be right back.” She waited for her poor, beleaguered dog to pee several hours’ worth. Gabrielle picked up Skippy on his way back in and cuddled him close. He licked her nose, so she knew he forgave her for the long absence.
"You're the best dog ever. I missed you on my travels in space.” Skippy yipped once and licked her chin as she entered her apartment. Once inside, Keller seemed fascinated with Skippy. They were fascinated with each other, truth be told.
Keller and Skippy bonded quickly. Soon, Keller was scratching him behind the ears and rubbing his belly, but Gabrielle had another agenda. Skippy wasn't invited.
"I'm glad you like my dog, but it's my turn now."
"Your turn?” he asked in a puzzled tone she no longer sure she believed. He knew too much more than he let on.
"Follow me.” She led Keller to her bedroom and closed the door.
Skippy would be sleeping in his own bed tonight. Gabrielle lowered the lights and turned on her favorite sexy, slow music. She turned to see Keller's very intent face watching her.
"Remember when you asked for two more minutes?” She stripped out of her clothing slowly as she danced to the music.
"I remember.” He leaned against the door to watch her swaying body.
"I'm going to want more than two more minutes, you understand,” Gabrielle said as her slacks pooled on the floor at her feet. She was left wearing only bra and panties. She'd let him remove those at his leisure.
Gabrielle sauntered over closer to him, letting her hips sway and her arms move, dancing seductively to the music surrounding her.
"I understand,” he said and smiled, “earth girls are very demanding."
"How many earth girls are we talking about?” She gyrated closer to him. She thrust out a hip and brushed the front of one thigh, the very one she'd pleasured herself on once or twice before.
"You know there is only you, Gabrielle.” He smiled wickedly.
"Yeah, I know. I just like to hear you say it.” She finished her strip tease dance by leaning close and placing a wet kiss on his throat.
"You should think about getting a brass pole put in your bedroom,” he said huskily, running his hands down her arms.
"Now, I know what television shows you've been learning from. Skin-a-Max and the Porn channel,” she remarked slyly.
"As a scientist, I had to explore all of those options, but my favorites are the Sci-fi channel and the Cartoon network.” He pulled his black t-shirt over his head to display a deliciously ripped chest any body builder would covet, complete with washboard abs. He kicked off his shoes, never taking his eyes from hers. He didn't have socks on, and she decided that was very sexy, too.
"Come here,” she demanded in a husky tone, running her fingertips over his superbly muscled chest. He was only an inch away, but it wasn't close enough.
"If I get any closer, I'll be inside you."
"Well, then, let the ceremony begin,” she murmured.
He grabbed her up in his arms, burrowed his face into her neck before licking a path from her collarbone to her earlobe. He loosened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her nipples hardened, pressing into his muscular chest wall. His warm fingers caressed her hips before he slid them into the band and pulled her panties down. He kissed a path down her stomach. She stumbled as she kicked her underwear to the side.
Keller pulled his pants and boxers down and off in one pull. He flung them to the side while his eyes devoured her. He stepped closer, grabbed her shoulders, and turned her around facing away from him. His head rested on one shoulder briefly before he dropped a kiss there. She watched his hand as he palmed her breasts and then rolled the nipples between a thumb and forefinger.
The sensation sent a sexual pulse right down to her center. She moaned, leaning her head back, dipping as her knees went weak. He pushed her gently onto the bed, face down. He followed her down, pressing his fabulously naked body into her back. His humongous cock rested on her butt. She thought he was going to try a new sexual position, and she was more than ready for anything he wanted, but then, she felt his hands stroke her sides. He slowly lifted her up onto her hands and knees. She tried to turn over, but he stilled her. His hands burned a path down her back, tickling her spine. Touching. He was so good at it. He massaged her back, making her toes curl when he squeezed the cheeks of her butt. His hands brushed so close to her wet opening that ached for his touch along with nine or so inches of rock-solid, erotic pleasure, but he didn't touch between her legs.
Keller purposely avoided putting his lips on hers for the next hour, or so it seemed like to Gabrielle. Instead, he massaged her whole body. He licked her and teased her breathless with his kisses everywhere, except on her mouth. She was crazed with desire and didn't know if she could take another minute more of the exquisite pleasure.
"Keller, please,” she begged and tried to turn over.
"Shhh, I'm not done touching you yet."
"Yes, you are. I've never been more turned on or so ready in my life. Please."
He laughed, apparently delighted at her plea. Finally, he turned her onto her back and slid his body over hers. Still, he didn't kiss her. He leaned in and kissed the top of one breast, then trailed his lips to her shoulder, but she wanted a lip lock. He lifted off her onto his knees and gave her a scorching once-over look from face to thighs.
Gabrielle was about to attack him, but then he lifted her hips about a foot off the bed. Yes! Finally! As she took her next breath, Keller opened her thighs and filled her completely in one stroke with his oh-so-very-impressive-and-very-massive cock. The air in her lungs expelled in a whoosh as he pierced her again, and again, and again. Breathing became a luxury. She panted, unable to keep oxygen inside for long.
"Oh, my God, Keller. You're so good...” she groaned, unable to stop herself. She thought she heard him chuckle, but she felt his hand move between them. His thumb rubbed her hyper-sensitive clit only one time before she came apart, screaming his name. Vivid waves of her release unrelen
tingly undulated with vibrating force through her.
"You're beautiful,” he whispered reverently and lowered his body on top of her still shaking form. He kissed her throat once and made a yummy noise. She didn't hesitate to take what she wanted.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she planted her mouth on his in a soul-searching kiss. She wanted him to feel as good as she did, and she knew what to do. Her hand at the back of his neck, she plunged her tongue into his warm mouth, swirling and drinking in his wonderful taste.
Keller moaned as her tongue danced with his. She wrapped her legs around his waist to keep his stallion-like cock firmly inside her. She knew once she tasted chocolate, she'd climax again, and it felt so delicious when he remained impaled fully.
She felt him begin to move inside her. In and out once, slowly. In and out twice, a little faster. Gabrielle tasted chocolate as he slammed into her the third time. Stars exploded in her brain at the sudden climax as if she'd been struck by lightning. She came, moaning into his mouth. The very thought of having an orgasm from his kiss never failed to amaze her.
In the same moment, she heard him growl his release. They lay wrapped around each other for a long while before Keller removed his mouth from hers. He whispered her name over and over, raining kisses on her cheeks, her eyes, her face, her neck in between each “Gabrielle."
Gabrielle clung to him and started crying. She couldn't help it. He was an incredible lover. He'd followed her to the ends of the universe, literally. He gave up everything he knew for her. He abdicated a throne for her. He pissed off his mother, the Queen, for her. What could she ever give him to measure up to all his sacrifices? Did she deserve to be this happy?
"Why the sorrow, Gabrielle?” she heard him murmur against her throat. He sounded sad.
"I don't think I deserve you, Keller,” she sobbed.
Keller slowly lifted himself onto his forearms and gave her an engaging glare. She couldn't turn away. He mesmerized her.
Inhaling deeply as if taming his temper, he then smiled wickedly. “This again,” he said evenly. “I already left one planet. I can't imagine where we'll move to now. Mars? Jupiter?"