Chapter 0 - On Seduction: a Tales of Harlequin story

                                        On Seduction
                                                                   by Volpone
                                                                                     Grouping: Cleve
                                                                                Continuum: HOME
                                                                                   Locations: several


          They sat and enjoyed their verbal by-play long enough to finish their drinks, by which time Jade
knew exactly where the evening was leading. Or at least where she hoped it was leading. It had been a
while since she’d had a really satisfying sexual encounter with a male, and she was feeling long overdue
for some well-deserved fun. Now, just as long as her partner didn’t turn out to be a dud…
          Looking across the table at the man sitting there, Jade doubted being disappointed. He looked
like a man who was quietly confident about women. He was certainly exotic looking. He wasn’t the
same medium toast color of almost everyone she met. His skin was much lighter, yet not albino white.
His skin tone reminded her of Moonstone, but without her former teammate’s very light blonde hair. In
his case, his hair was light brown with blond highlights. He wore it long… unfashionably long. Still, it
looked like it would be fun to wrap her hands into under the right circumstances. Looking him over
again, she decided that most circumstances would qualify as “right”. Booda, he looked like fun.
          His body was very fit. His legs seemed muscular without being bulgy. His shoulders were wide
and square, but not huge.
          The face was strong and attractive, but not pretty. She doubted a surgeon had ever come near his
face. In fact, his nose looked a bit broken. Still, it was a good nose… a bit pronounced without being a
landmark. His chin was good without being square. His lips were sensuous. Far from thin, but not
pronounced. He looked like a good kisser.
          But it was his eyes that really did if for her. He had smile lines at the corners, and when he really
smiled, he dimpled. She could sit and stare into the blue-grey eyes that regarded her admiringly all
night. And he had great eyelashes. Men didn’t realize how much eyelashes counted.
          He reminded her of an Outie, but she wasn’t sure. His outfit was conservative compared to most
of the Outies of her acquaintance, but he obviously liked color. His shirt was a pure tourmaline green
and shimmered in the light. The sleeves were bloused, but cuffed tightly at the wrist. It was a style
she’d seen a time or two but couldn’t quite put a finger on its origin. She wouldn’t have recognized the
term “poet” or “pirate” shirt, but it would have fit fairly well. He wore an open black vest over the shirt
and nicely fitted black pants. Very nicely fitted. They helped show off his really cute male butt.
          Now, if he only had a really strong dominant streak…
          She was wondering if she could introduce the topic into the conversation as a joke. She couldn’t
very well just ask, “Say, you don’t mind playing a little rough, do you? See, I have this seriously
submissive thing…”
          It was nice to dream, but she’d be happy just to get really thoroughly sliced. The chances of his
playing her style without getting out of control were slim to none. She was into force fantasy, not into
needing medical attention. Jade almost always had to challenge a man into behaving how she enjoyed,
and most didn’t know how to respond. Some were simply turned off, and others went over the top… no
control.
          Her thoughts were interrupted by the man across the table.
          “Would you care for another? Or would you like to try some other surroundings?”
          Well, that was a gentle invitation. Certainly gentle enough to avoid if she chose to.
          She chose not to avoid it.
          “Where are you staying?” There, that was certainly blunt enough.
          “I’m right here in the hotel.”
          When he didn’t immediately extend an invitation up to his room, she almost gave up. She didn’t
like being the aggressor. But…
          One more try…
          “Well, that’s certainly convenient.”
          Fortunately, he took a hint when hit over the head with it.
          “Would you care to come up? We can continue this in more relaxed surroundings.”
          He rose and pulled out her chair.
          Well, not many men did that any more.
          As they passed the bar, he paused long enough to charge their drinks to his tab, and then they
were on their way up to his room.
          She didn’t recall what small talk passed between them on the way. She just found herself
enjoying his company.
          When he opened the door, she realized this wasn’t just a room. It was a suite, and one of the
hotel’s best from the looks of it.
          She shot him a look out the corner of her eye. Hmm… He didn’t act rich. Most of the wealthy
men she’d met seemed to think that money made them attractive enough that they didn’t have to be
charming, or even polite. Obviously, this “Quentin” didn’t feel that way.
          “I hope I’m not putting you in a bad position,” he began. “Sometimes business and pleasure
aren’t the best combination, but I assume that this is what you had in mind.” He gestured her to proceed
him into the opulently furnished room.
          Feeling a bit saucy, she replied, “I don’t think you could get me in a bad position.” Let him take
that however he chose.
          “In that case, I think we’ll have to try several.”
          She stopped and turned to look at him. He was smiling in a way that said it was a joke, but only
if she wanted it to be.
          “And I thought that you’d missed my signals.”
          He made an amused sound that wasn’t quite a laugh.
          “I may act the gentleman, but I’m really not that dense. It’s just that I don’t ever want a woman
to suddenly decide she’s made a mistake. I always try to give a lady several chances to back out before
getting too involved.”
          She looked him over appraisingly.
          “I don’t think that’s going to be a problem.”
          Quinn suddenly realized that this was the first cold-blooded seduction he’d ever perpetrated. He
knew Jade’s tendencies, and he’d played to them to get her into a receptive mood. He knew that if he
was going to get her to leave her own continuum and become a part of Phoenix, he’d have to offer her
something she had never had before.
          Him.
          It would also be the very first time he’d slept with anyone other than Estrella since arriving at
Boondock.
          He didn’t consider it “cheating”. He’d never been of that mind-set from a fairly early age. But it
was a first, nonetheless. But it was also “in the line of duty”, even though he was incredibly attracted to
Jade anyway. It was something he knew that he was going to have to do many times during his life. He
was, to borrow Hazel’s phrase, an “agent amoreuse”.
          He moved closer, and she had to look up into his face. The way he looked down at her gave her
a little thrill.
          “I’m glad you feel that way.”
          He was up against her now, and she could feel that the body under the loose shirt was very firm.
          “As a captain, you have to always be in control. But something tells me you like to give up
control… in the right circumstances.”
          Excitement flared inside her. Could he actually be…
          Leaning down, he started to lower his face to hers.
          Jade let out a disappointed sigh and turned her face aside. After his words, she had hoped that he
might be more forceful in his demands.
          Then his hand found its way into her prassy yellow hair. Gathering a handful into his fist, he
didn’t yank her head around, but he very deliberately turned her head back facing him.
She looked back into his eyes and she realized just how badly she’d misjudged the situation.
Without another word, he brought his lips down on hers and quite simply took the kiss he
wanted. It wasn’t a seducer’s kiss. He had her head bent back and held tightly by the hand in her hair.
He kissed her as if he knew exactly what she wanted. Or more accurately, as if he knew what he wanted
and wasn’t all that concerned if she wanted it or not.
          His lips were firm and moist, and his tongue found its way into her mouth in moments. He
controlled the kiss completely, and by the time he was done, Jade’s breathing was ragged and knees
almost gave out.
          Oh, Theba… could he kiss!
          He pulled her back by her hair, and began using his free hand to undress her. She didn’t show
the slightest sign of resistance. The belt of her outfit was open in a moment, and without showing the
least bit of hesitation, he drew the zipper that held the front of her jumpsuit closed all the way to the
bottom. This exposed jet-black skin all the way down. There was no sign of Jade wearing anything
under her jumpsuit, nor was there any sign of hair below her scalp, as was normal for Galactics of this
continuum. At the very bottom of the opening of the zipper, where most women would have sported at
least some small patch of hair, there was nothing but ebon skin.
          Bringing his lips close to her ear, he growled quietly, “I don’t do this with most women. You
just seem to bring out this side of me.”
          If this wasn’t normal for him, Jade thought he was one hell of a natural.
          Almost casually, Quinn let go of her hair, took hold of her collar and just peeled the suit down
and off her. Automatically, she stepped out of it, kicking off her shoes in the process.
          He stood back just a bit and examined her through half-lidded eyes. He noted she still had two
gold rings through her nipples, just begging to be used. The way he looked at her made a chill run right
through her. She was his, whatever he wanted. All he had to do was take it, and she wouldn’t object.
          Quinn closed the distance between them and one hand came up to her warhead. His hand
caressed for a moment, and then his fingers tightened and he squeezed. Her breath caught, but Jade
simply stood there and gladly accepted the rough treatment. He didn’t cause her pain, but he was far
from gentle. Then he turned her around and ran a hand over her shapely backside. He stroked the
smooth, firm curve of her. Despite herself, Jade found the caress pleasant.
          Suddenly, he gave one cheek a sharp smack. It wasn’t enough to raise a welt, but it stung and she
gasped. It was almost as if he were testing her, gauging what made her react the strongest. Turning her
again, he saw the eggplant colored nipples crowning her breasts were up and erect. Judging from the
obvious indicators, his swat had a profoundly exciting effect of her.
          “Undress me.”
          It was the first thing he’d said since their first kiss, and she looked up at him. Most men were in
too much of a rush to have a woman undress them.
          Then she realized what he was doing. It was all a part of the scene. He didn’t care that it would
take longer. It was the act itself that mattered. She was supposed to be his servant… his slave. It was
something she did quite naturally.
          Tentatively, excitedly, she removed his vest, then (with his cooperation) pulled the green shirt off
over his head. He stood there naked from the waist up, and she took another look at him. His body was
trim, firm, and as pale as his face. He was much more nicely muscled that he’d seemed. The loose shirt
had hidden the well-built chest, pronounced abdominals, and strong-looking arms. It was an extremely
nice body, probably one of the nicest she’d ever encountered under these circumstances. An exciting
body. As she knelt to remove his shoes, she ran her hands all the way down him. As they passed over
his pelvic area, she could feel that she was having just as much effect on him. The sizable swelling her
fingers briefly traced told her that she was not going to be disappointed. Any more and he’d be sticking
out the waist of his pants.
          Quickly slipping him out of his shoes, she returned her attention to his pants. She didn’t want to
rush this, but Jade really was very anxious to get him out of his clothes. She only prayed that he would
continue to make the rest of evening as interesting.
          His belt followed the other articles of clothing, and then she was slowly drawing down the
closure in the front of his pants. As she did, his very notable slicer pushed its way through the gap. It
looked to be almost twenty-five sems long and proportionately thick… almost too much of a good thing.
Still, she didn’t hesitate as his hand went behind her head and drew her forward.
          She started by licking all along the front of him, but only long enough to get him aimed down far
enough to open her mouth wide and begin to suck him down.
As she closed her eyes dreamily, she thought how he had a wonderful slicer for sucking. It gave
her a thrill with the way it filled her mouth. Jade loved eating a man this way. It reminded her of the
time on the bridge of the Satana, another time that she’d enjoyed sucking off a man very much.
Almost as if reading her thoughts, Quinn’s hands found their way to her breasts and began to
manhandle them, squeezing them hard. She moaned loudly to let him know how she enjoyed it, her lips
sliding just a bit further down each time as she adjusted to the feeling of his big slicer invading her
mouth deeper and deeper.
          “Now,” he instructed, “get your hands between your thighs and start rubbing. I want you flashing
at least three times before I’m out of your slicer-sucking mouth. Understand?”
          Booda, she thought, he even talked right!
          Nodding her head in compliance without letting him out of her mouth, she put a hand down to
begin rubbing her “cake”, then slipped two fingers between them and began to massage her joy button.
It felt wonderful, and she pinched the tiny sensitive bud to the edge of discomfort.
          After a minute or so, she had his erection pushing against the back of her throat each time she
sucked him down, and she was teetering on the brink of her first orgasm. She was enjoying herself so
much she didn’t sense what was coming next.
          Concentrating on sucking as much of him down as she could manage, she felt his fingers find
their way to her erect nipples. He ignored the nipple rings and simply pinched down. This wasn’t some
gentle tweak in passing. His fingers grasped her by her large, over-sensitive nipples and with a twist,
pulled her forward until she had no choice but to take a deep breath and literally swallow his slicer. It
was just as if Hellfire was back, playing on her natural desire to be “forced”, and Hellfire had been the
best…
          Until now.
          She forced herself down and after a slight gag, the head of his cock slid down her throat until
Jade’s face was tight against his crotch, his balls against her chin, her lips down to the very base.
It was all she needed. Impaled like that, she started to come. She leaned in hard, trying to force
more of him down, but she had taken all he had. She stayed there, her body trembling all over as she
climaxed. It was an incredible orgasm for her. And it was only the first of many.
          He held her there for several moments, but before she started to panic for lack of breath he pulled
her back, still using her distended nipples as handles. He simply held on to her by the convenient points,
keeping up the pressure that she so eagerly welcomed as he twisted such wonderful pleasure into them.
Then, when she’d caught her breath, he slipped his fingers through the thin golden rings and pulled her
back. Again, the slight gag, then he slithered down her open throat again. But this time, he held her still
and began to rock his hips back and forth, sliding several inches of his hard slicer in and out of her
throat. After the first couple of times, she found that her gag reflex had virtually stopped, and she really
began to enjoy herself.
          It was so completely natural feeling to her, her deep-rooted love of being a sex-slave. She adored
it when she was held and face-fucked, or when she was pinned down and ravished, but when it was
combined with nipple abuse or spanking, Jade didn’t know anything that made more of a sexual animal,
and she could come like no other time.
          And so she did again. Swallowing hard around him, she pulled back a bit to put more pressure
on her already stretched nipples, and her fingers pressed hard on her flasher. Sure enough, she spasmed
and shook as her orgasm washed over her for the second time in as many minutes. The only thing she
could imagine feeling better was if she was getting savagely sliced at the same time.
          “You are just such a natural little slicer-sucking slut, aren’t you?”
          For the first time, she opened her eyes so that she could look up at him. When she did, he was
smiling down at her. It wasn’t a soft smile, but she could tell his words were not meant to degrade, but
to excite. She gave a silent nod as she looked up at him with smiling eyes and her mouth full of his
erection, incredibly pleased at his assessment of her talents. Then she dropped her eyes again and
happily went back to getting herself well and thoroughly face-fucked.
          He kept pulling her down onto his cock, fucking her eager lips, and she was ready to taste his
come. She could just imagine the slick, saltiness of his semen as it squirted across her tongue and slid
down her throat. Jade could hardly wait.
          But for the first time in the evening, she was disappointed. Quinn held off and didn’t come in
her mouth as she expected. He kept pumping away at her angelic face, thinking how incredibly sexy she
was, and how she deserved as much pleasure as he could give.
          Realizing he should be able to do just that, his mind reached out to her, bridging the gap between
them, jumping across the separation dividing two individuals, and he raced down the pathways leading
to her very active pleasure center.
          Quinn had felt something like this with Estrella, but Jade was already experiencing more pleasure
than he’d ever given his co-wife. In this case, he needed to raise the ante.
          Mentally caressing the place where her orgasm was building for a third time, he realized that he
had to stay clear of the effect he was going to create in her, or else the evening would come to an abrupt
halt. Rather than enter the maelstrom of ecstasy he felt swirling within that area of her mind, he
imagined himself just triggering the nerves entering the area rather than being inside himself. It was
akin to plucking a group of harp strings.
          And it worked like a charm.
          One moment, Jade was working herself into a frenzy, trying desperately to get Quentin to come
in her mouth. The next, the orgasm she knew was hovering in the background suddenly blindsided her
with a force she’d never felt. She pulled herself back far enough to be able to breathe through her nose,
and she gave a series of high, wavering cries which were muffled by the slicer in her mouth. Her body
shook and she came with such intensity that she didn’t react with anything but pure animal need. As she
keened out as she desperately sheathed him again and again with her slippery, clinging lips, trying to
have him share her moment of triumph.
          But when her orgasm had subsided and he had still not come, she knew that the evening wasn’t
over.
          How true this was she was going to discover.
As he released the hold on her nipples, she gave a loud moan of disappointment. She stopped
sucking and simply sat with his slicer in her mouth. It was as if he had thrown a switch and her passion
had cut off instantly.
          But he knew it was only temporary.
          He slid a hand into her hair and took a firm grasp.
          It was as if he had reconnected her passion, and she began sucking in earnest again.
          Instead of encouraging her, he pulled her back off of his cock.
          She looked up at him with an unspoken question in her eyes.
          In response, he said softly, “We have to try out some of those bad positions… right?”
          Jade’s eyes got big, and she nodded eagerly.
          “Please.”
          “That’s what you’re here to do.”
          His response made no sense for a moment, then she realized his words meant she was “here to
please”, and she was even more eager for whatever he had in mind.
          “Over here,” he motioned towards the bed. Keeping hold of her hair, he didn’t let her rise.
Instead, he made her cross the few feet on her knees.
          Quinn almost felt disgusted with himself. He was playing mercilessly on her weaknesses, using
every trick he could to make her feel submissive. It didn’t matter that it was what she enjoyed… deep
inside his inner nature rebelled at the callous treatment of any human being, especially one he was so
attracted to.
          What bothered him even more was how he was enjoying himself. There was some part of him
that actually got off on having a female so completely willing to do whatever he wished.
          Never let yourself think you deserve it, he thought to himself. It helped him clear away some of
the doubts and get back to the present.
          And besides, she really did enjoy it a lot.
          He got her in a kneeling position on the bed facing away from him, and he pushed her gently so
that she went forward onto her hands and knees. When he knelt on the bed behind her, she smiled
smugly and leaned forward until her head rested on the bed and her arms were over her head, raising her
delightful derriere up for him.
          All in good time, he thought.
          He knew that she was hoping for a few good smacks to get things moving, but he couldn’t bring
himself to do it. Instead, he reached forward and took hold of her wrists, drawing them back so that they
were crossed at the small of her back and her face and upper breasts were pressed into the bed.
          It was an incredibly submissive position, and Jade only hoped he was going to give her what she
was hoping for.
          “Now…” he murmured, and he pushed forward, sliding his large slicer, still slick with her spit,
into her exposed cake. She was tight, but she eagerly pushed herself back, ready for him to take her.
          So he did.
          Quinn was still getting used to his having so much equipment to work with, but it certainly
seemed that ladies found his new model acceptable. He barely began to move before Jade’s mouth fell
open and she began to let out sounds of animal sensuality… little moans or whimpers or cries with each
thrust, showing just how she was enjoying this treatment.
          He’d always considered himself a gentleman in the bedroom, but Jade obviously didn’t want or
need a gentleman. She wanted to be thoroughly used.
          His mind slipped back down the neural pathways he’d traced earlier until he could monitor just
what she was feeling. There was an incredible feeling of enjoyment radiating from her, but at the same
time a feeling of impatience or frustration. She wanted something more.
          It took him a moment or two to shift his weight enough so that he could lean forward enough, but
he got his hand on the back of her neck and put his weight forward. As a result, he pressed her face and
upper chest harder into the bed, effectively pinning her far more than before.
          As his weight came down on her, he felt her excitement suddenly flare, and she did everything in
her power to push herself back harder to meet his thrusts.
          Okay, so that’s the way she wants it.
          Quinn dropped all thoughts of subtlety. He began to simply slam away at her, rocking her with
each impact, and she responded quite vocally. The impatience he had sensed earlier vanished, or rather
changed from wanting something different to simply wanting. What she wanted was to come again.
          Without any help from him other than the purely physical, the spaceship captain he had pinned to
the bed went completely pre-verbal and cried out loudly as she came yet again. There was little she
could do to either enhance or prolong her climax, so she simply enjoyed it. Her entire body quaked, and
her cake grabbed at him and tried to cut off his circulation.
          He ignored it all and just kept plowing.
          She came twice more before he withdrew from her, leaving her panting and aching to be sliced
some more. A fine sheen of sweat covered her, and it gave her skin the look of polished black onyx,
almost as if she were some work of art carved from living black stone.
          Quinn was thinking of what else he could do to her to further her pleasure, so while he
considered, he just rolled her over on her back, knelt straddling her chest and took her fine, pointy
warheads by the nipples and pulled them together with his slicer between. Eyes still closed, living in a
world of her own pleasure, her hands came up to help him press them together, and he started to thrust
again. His cock was long enough so that the head rubbed against her chin on each stroke, but Jade
simply opened her mouth and extended her tongue so that his cock would slide across it.
          When he gave her nipples the twist and pull she had so eagerly accepted earlier, her breathing
grew more rapid, and he knew that she could probably come again like this if he continued much longer.
Instead, he stopped, sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her over until she was facing
away from him. Then he literally lifted her up and set her down on his lap, his slicer filling her sex just
as it had filled her mouth earlier. Without prompting from him, she began bouncing up and down,
driving him deeper within her.
          She was light enough that Quinn could actually lift her up completely with just his arms. He
could have only managed that for a few seconds before his Quickening, but his new, more efficient
muscles were easily up to the job. Hands on her hips, he started to bounce her on his lap, his own hips
remaining motionless, his arms doing all the work.
          It seemed that he had gauged her well, because Jade began to keen a high, wavering note, and in
just a few seconds, she was coming yet again. He kept it up for at least another minute, and she
managed to come through most of it.
          “You are just the most eager little vug-toy, aren’t you? I wonder if you’re up to what I have in
mind next…”
          Whatever it was, Jade couldn’t imagine how she could enjoy herself any more. She’d already
come more times that with any other lover in a single evening. She was happy to just let go and take
whatever he was offering.
          His strong hands lifted her off his cock, and then started lowering her back down much more
slowly than before.
          “One more bad position, hmm?”
          When she felt where his slicer was now, she understood his meaning. The slippery head of his
well-lubricated rod slid easily between the cheeks of her ass, and still he kept lowering her down.
Biting her lip, Jade didn’t object. She did her best to relax, and she discovered that as she did,
the pressure on her puckered anus seemed to ease off. Then she felt it begin to splay out, his slicer
slowly penetrating her tight rear entrance, and she gave a whimper, whether of pain or pleasure even she
couldn’t say. He continued lowering her down, and she felt his hardness filling her until she was down
on his lap and he was all the way up her ass.
          “See?” he murmured softly. “You are the perfect little hust, willing to take it up the ass just as
easily as any other way. Well, let’s make this memorable, eh?”
          His fingers found their way around between her thighs and he slid two fingers up into her
incredibly wet and puffy lips. His hand started rubbing her off rapidly, his hips motionless as he held her
pinioned on his lap, his cock stretching her asshole more that she could ever recall.
          And it felt beyond incredible to them both.
          “oooh! Oooh!” Jade began to croon as her senses threatened to overwhelm her, the stimulation
she was feeling far outdistancing anything she’d ever known in her life. The sensations he brought out
in her were unbelievable. She’d never experienced anything like it since her time on the planet Knor,
and that had been under the influence of drugs designed to make her even more sexually receptive.
Here, the only drug she was under was her own natural desire and his ability to play on it.
          She had always felt being sliced up the ass was something she might enjoy… in the right
circumstances. She’d certainly enjoyed it often enough on Knor, but then her master there was much
smaller anatomically than most humans. She’d not found a human she could enjoy herself freely with…
until now. And enjoy herself she did.
          “aaaaAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!” Jade cried out, and her head thrashed back and forth as she
cried out and came like a banshee. The mixture of pain and pleasure and manual stimulation were
almost more than she could stand. She felt she would explode if she endured any more, but then eagerly
accepted it and discovered what more truly was.
          And then he began to fuck her.
          Her cry changed tenor, and she began ululating, her voice rising and falling with each stroke up
her poor, abused rectum.
          “EeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeE!”
          He used the feedback from her pleasure center to gauge what motion was most effective, and he
found that the longer his stroke, the more she loved it. She simply got off by feeling like she was being
used, and stroking three-fourths of his twenty-five sems up her tailpipe at each stroke was using her well
indeed. Her climax just kept going on and on, ecstasy without end.
          Quinn decided that one last variation was called for… one that would almost certainly top her off
perfectly. Putting a hand under each leg, he lifted her up. This put her so that her thighs were spread as
wide as possible, her knees up beside her breasts, and she was suspended over his lap with no choice but
to hang there. She had no control whatsoever as he held her up and savagely fucked her ass. It was the
sweetest agony and she wanted it to go on forever! Jade wanted him to stretch her puckered, sensitive
anus all night long. She adored the feeling of him sliding in so deeply he filled her up and made her
whimper for more. She loved it more than anything she had ever felt in her life.
          Her climax went on and on for longer than she believed possible. She kept flashing and he kept
driving away full-length into her incredible backside until he knew she couldn’t take any more.
          All he did was let go of his iron control, and he was coming right along with her.
          “And here’s your reward,” he told her, and he began to shoot his load deep inside her grasping,
greedy ass.
          She actually began to sob incoherently, unable to express the intensity of feeling pounding
through her any other way. She could actually feel him coming inside her like this, and it was the most
wonderful thing she’d ever known. Her climax peaked and she began to black out with the intensity of
her orgasm, but he felt it and stabilized her, keeping her just this side of unconsciousness. As a result,
she reveled in every single soul-shattering moment until he had spent himself completely and he let her
settle down onto his lap, his slicer still firmly up her worn out, sore, but unbelievably satisfied ass.
          Quinn didn’t realize it, but as of that moment, Jade was hopelessly, passionately, incurably in
love with him.
          But that was only fair. He’d fallen in love with her much earlier.
          They both collapsed back onto the bed. He was still twined around her, his slowly flagging
erection still invading her rear entrance, and he moved his hands until they cupped her wonderful
breasts. His fingers gently played back and forth across her still erect nipples, and she shuddered again
in aftershock, pushing herself back at him, trying to keep him buried in her receptive ass.
          Into this virtual silence, he said softly into her ear, “Next time, I think we may have to play a bit
rough. What do you think?” And he kissed her on the neck.
          He wasn’t able to see it, but he knew she was smiling, and she snuggled back even tighter.

