The woman on the stage seemed to feel the same way, because even as she approached her orgasm, she pulled the man’s head away from the opening between her legs and sat up. Sliding sinuously off the couch, the woman dropped to the floor and knelt face-to-face with the man. Leaning forward, she gave him a deep kiss, then started pushing against his chest with the palms of her hands. The man allowed himself to be pressed to the floor, until he was lying prone on his back. The bulge straining against the front of his leather pants pulsed visibly, and from the tight look on his face Calla could see that he was not nearly as relaxed as his posture indicated.
The woman shifted herself until she was kneeling over his legs, then leaned down and gave him another long, slow kiss, rubbing her dark nipples against his own pale ones. Then she sat up slightly, slid her hands down his chest to the front of his pants, and slowly opened them. His large cock sprang free of its confinement, and she wrapped one hand around it and stroked up and down a few times. The added stimulation was almost too much for him, and he jerked from tension and pleasure. A knowing smile swept over her face, and for a second her eyes spoke to Calla through the holo-screen. She seemed to be saying, He’s mine to play with, and I love it.
Calla started moving her hand more quickly, eyes glued to the screen.
The woman on the stage let go of the man’s penis, then raised herself slightly and positioned it against her waiting pussy lips. Leaning against his chest with both hand, she impaled herself on it. A look of sublime pleasure came over her face, and she licked her lips in satisfaction.
The sight was too much for Calla. Working her clit furiously, she took her other hand and massaged her breast as she rolled back into the cushions. The dress Dani had given her, made of filmy scarves strung together, twisted up around her waist. The waves of orgasm were very close now, and Calla threw back her head, eyes closed, to revel in the twin glories of sex and freedom. The remembered sensation of Seth thrusting into her cunt flashed through her, and with a wail she exploded into a thousand stars, each a separate flashpoint of joy.
Seth’s cock was rock hard from the minute he saw her. She was lying in the middle of the room, surrounded by soft pillows, clothing askew and moaning with pleasure.
Dani, who had arranged for him to meet with her cousin, stood next to him with the contract. He’d told her several times that he didn’t want a contractual relationship, but the sight of her cousin climaxing was eroding his certainty. There was something about her, he couldn’t pin it down, but he wanted her. Immediately.
“Dani, I want to interview Devora privately,” he said, not bothering to look at the woman next to him. He was accustomed to being obeyed, so he was surprised when she failed to leave immediately.
Instead, Dani strolled leisurely into the room ahead of him, taking up a stance between him and the lovely woman still shuddering against the floor. “Let me introduce you,” Dani said, smiling at him placatingly. She turned to Devora, who had come out of her self-induced orgasm to find them watching her. Dani gave the young woman a hand up.
Seth watched with intense interest as Devora straightened her clothes slightly, then pushed her dark hair back with both hands to smile directly at him. She seemed completely unembarrassed by the fact that just seconds earlier she’d been twisting in ecstasy before him.
“You!” he said, shocked at the sight of her freckled face. It was Calla, the little slave who’d run away from the hostel. He’d bet his life on it. “You’re Calla, from the hostel. I know you!”
Devora looked at him with surprise, and then a confused smile crept over her pretty features.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Commander,” Dani said smoothly into the awkward silence that followed his accusation. “Devora is hardly some slave, she’s my cousin. I don’t think this is the way to start what we all hope will be a mutually beneficial relationship.”
Seth glowered at Devora, yet she merely stared back at him with that slightly confused smile. He knew it was the slave girl. The inn-keeper, Mistress Jenner, had complained bitterly that she’d run off after some male slave had been sold, presumably her husband. The slave’s presence here with Dani made no sense at all.
“Commander,” Devora’s soft voice broke his concentration. “I don’t really know what you’re talking about, but if you liked this slave girl, I’m sure I could pretend to be her for you.” She smiled at him with seductive intent, eyes all but feasting on his face.
She looked hungry.
Continuing to stare at her, Seth tried to decide whether he was imagining her resemblance to the slave girl. They both had the same build, with freckly skin and dark hair, but upon a closer examination, Devora did seem somewhat more lush in appearance. Her lips were full and moist, and even as he watched, her small, white teeth caught her lower lip winsomely. Unlike his little slave, this woman seemed self-confident and aware of her own charms. Their facial features were also similar, but with a start, Seth realized he didn’t actually have a particularly clear image of the slave’s face. He hadn’t spent much time face to face with the girl…
“Commander, I can assure you that Devora is an experienced and professional pleasure-worker, although she isn’t Guild-registered,” Dani said, smiling at him serenely. “You’ve already seen her resume and references. Perhaps I should leave you for a private interview, then we can discuss a contract?”
Devora blew a small kiss toward Seth, then lifted her hands to cup her breasts lightly, playing with the nipples. They hardened immediately, and his cock twitched in response. Damn, he thought, his pants were too tight.
Seth hadn’t seriously thought Dani’s cousin would interest him enough to contract with her, but his body didn’t seem to agree. This little vixen might be just what he needed to make his information-gathering mission through the asteroid fields tolerable.
“Commander?” Devora asked seductively.
“Yes,” Seth said, and to his surprise the word came out rather hoarsely.
“I don’t think you need me right now,” Dani said with a laugh. “I’ll just lock the door behind me.”
Seth barely heard Dani leave; he was so intent on Devora.
She sauntered closer to him, then raised her arms above her head, stretching sinuously. The movement caused her pert breasts to lift enticingly, and emphasized the lean length of her stomach. She finished stretching and reached around Seth’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
It started softly, but within seconds his arms were around her and their mouths became ravenous. His penis was rock hard against her body, and she wiggled against it in appreciation. Seth instantly wanted, needed, to thrust inside her body.
She seemed to want the same thing, because her arms tightened around his neck and, using him for support, she boosted herself up against his body. In seconds, both legs were wrapped around his waist and she was grinding her cunt against the powerful ridge of his cock. The sensation was exquisite, and for an instant she thought she might come right on the spot.
Holding her to him with one arm, his slid the other to cup and support her bottom.
The new position gave him the leverage to thrust her against the length of his dick.
Devora was moaning into his mouth, pulling herself even closer. Then she broke away from the kiss long enough to gasp out, “Fuck me.”
Seth didn’t need to be asked twice. Still supporting her weight with one arm, he reached the other between them to free his hard length from his pants. Without pausing, he slammed her down onto his cock, groaning at the hot, tight feel of her cunt closing around him. He needed better leverage…