Jessica E. Subject BUNDLE (Intergalactic Heat) (5 page)

She rolled over onto her back, enjoying the waves of pleasure still coursing through her body. Reaching between her thighs, she touched her moist, swollen flesh. She needed to be touched there, needed to be filled again. He’d only made her want more. When his finger grazed the top of her hand, she pulled it away from her core.

“Don’t stop on my account.” He guided her hand back to her heat. “I think that is so fuckin’ sexy. I want to feel you touch yourself. I want you to make yourself come.”

She’d never been nervous to masturbate until now. How could she concentrate with him watching? She’d normally picture some hot guy, but…she had him sitting right beside her. She didn’t have to imagine anything.

His hand encouraged hers to explore. She watched his eyes widen as she circled her fingers around and into her sweet spot. He did a much better job, but the feeling was more enjoyable than masturbating by herself. His hand continued to feel her every movement while he stroked himself. The wave came quickly, taking her over. He planted her fingers inside, heightening her release.

“Fuck, that was amazing to watch, but now it’s my turn.”

She heard the tear of the foil wrapper before he lay down beside her.

“You’re so beautiful, Tamara. Promise me you’ll never forget that.”

He made her feel beautiful, but the next time she looked at her bald head in the mirror, she’d forget his whispered words.

“Promise me.”

She couldn’t, but his lips brushed down on hers, taking away her ability to speak. His fingers met her aching core as he settled between her legs, and he lifted her hips, resting the tip of his hard cock against her pussy.

“Oh,” she cried as he drove into her. With each thrust, she arched up to meet him, sweet ripples of pleasure filling her body. As she neared another glorious release, his movement became erratic.

His face clenched and with one final stroke, he led them both to an explosive climax.

Why did Madame Evangeline have to be so good at finding perfect matches?
Now, he had an amazing woman cradled into his body and he never wanted to let her go. How could he convince her to see him again, with his unpredictable and crazy life? She didn’t deserve what the media would throw at her if she dated him, but he wasn’t willing to let her walk away.

He pulled her even closer to him. “Tamara?”

“Hmm?” The sound came out like a purr, exciting him all over again.

“I have a confession to make.”

She turned to face him, her eyes wide and waiting.

Maybe this wasn’t the best way to convince her to be with him, but he needed her to know. “When I walked into the hotel room tonight, I had no intention of spending the night with anyone. I just wanted some time by myself, away from everyone.”

She tried to move further away, but he wouldn’t let her.

“I’ve had many girlfriends before the accident; I won’t lie. But they’ve all been with me because of what my money and status could do for them. And after the incident and the surgeries…. I’d given up on finding someone who actually wanted to be with me.”

Fuck, now he was getting all emotional. He had to gain control before she thought less of him. “Anyway, when I went out into the hall, I received a text from Madame Evangeline. She told me that my brother had an arrangement with her and that you were my date for the evening.”

He took a deep breath then kissed her forehead. “I didn’t think I wanted a girlfriend in my life right now.” He pulled her closer. “But I think you’re exactly what I’ve been looking for.”

Her bottom lip trembled. A tear fell down her cheek and he wiped it away.

“Talk to me, Tamara. I need to know how you feel because I don’t want this to end. I want to take you out for dinner tomorrow, or I guess, tonight. I want to see where this goes, but I need to know how you feel. No matter where I go, I’m going to be followed, but I want them to see you by my side.” He waited for her response, but she only stared at him. “Tamara, tell me what you’re thinking.”

“I…I have to go back to Ottawa next month.”

Was she only using that as an excuse? He refused to beg, to act desperate, but would he ever find another woman like her again? “You’re still here for another few weeks. I’m sure I could find some time in my busy schedule to spend a few hours with you now and again, maybe every night. That is, if you’re willing to be chased by the paparazzi wanting a picture of the hunk you’re spending time with.”

She punched him in the arm then smiled when he feigned pain. “A bit cocky, aren’t we?” The twinkle in her eyes shone more brilliant than the stars shooting across the sky.

“C’mon. I saw the way you eyed my house. You know you want to see the inside, but you won’t be able to if you don’t agree to go out with me again.”

She drew in a deep breath. “Oh, I don’t know. That’s like a huge commitment to be the girlfriend of Josh Summers, superstar.”

Running a hand up her side, he stopped at her breasts, caressing them until she purred again. “There are some benefits to being my girlfriend.” His fingers traveled down her stomach to meet her moist core. Ready to take her over again, he slid his finger inside of her.

She arched up to take him deeper. “Oh, Josh, don’t tease me this time.”

He pulled his finger out. “I’m not really looking for a one-night stand anymore. I prefer to have sex with my girlfriend, and I’m hoping that’s you.”

“Is that your way of asking me out?”

He adored her playful nature; she complemented him so well. “Yes.”

“Then yes, I will be your girlfriend. Now, make love to me.”

He couldn’t get the condom on fast enough. He entered her molten core, and she pulled him down on top of her.

He didn’t take long to reach his release. As he shot his load, she found her own climax, writhing beneath him.

Lying beside her once more, he brushed the sweat from her forehead.

“Well, I’m glad you decided to come back into the room tonight.” Her satisfied gaze continued to stir long forgotten emotions.

Somehow, the magical Evangeline had found his perfect match. Pulling her in closer, he looked up at the sky, watching the meteor shower. “I am, too.”

Celestial Seduction

Chapter One

“What do you mean, you want to stay?”

Frey balled his fists and watched the Mission Commander’s face turn from blue to purple to red. But he refused to step onto the ship. “Exactly that. I don’t want to return to Ginnun. I’ve spent one rotation around the sun here, established myself in their culture, and lived like one of them. And I’ll continue to do so. This is my home now.”

“One rotation is hardly long enough to call this place home. Besides, you’ve sworn your life to the Space Service.” As his MC’s eyes hardened further, Frey noticed all the wrinkles in the man’s once again blue face. His white hair stood up straight on an oversized head. If he remained with the Space Service, the stress of the job would age him exactly the same way.

“This is my last mission. I’ll be discharged when I return.” Frey wouldn’t receive any compensation for this mission, but Space Service credits were of no use on Earth.

“The only way to get out of the Service is to apply for mating. Won’t Tandee be waiting for your return?”

His stomach clenched upon hearing her name. “On the day we left, she confessed to already mating with Brand, my supposed best friend.”

The Commander only raised his eyebrow. Frey didn’t expect any compassion from him. “Ouch! So that’s why you failed to keep your emotions in check on the trip to Earth.”

He looked away. Even after his time on this planet, the memory of that day still stung. She’d flaunted her admission without a hint of regret.

“There are many other females on Ginnun who would take you as a mate.”

Frey looked back to the Mission Commander and shook his head. “I don’t want an emotionless relationship. When I choose a mate, I need to
want
to be with her. I want a mate for more than just procreation. I want to love.”

“Emotions just get in the way of your life.” His MC slammed his fist against the ship. “You’re our best field informant! If you’re leaving the Service, you could easily find yourself on the High Council. You don’t want to throw away your future for the overly sensitive women here on Earth.”

“It’s not just the women. I have friends here, not just acquaintances, as everyone is to me on Ginnun.” Many people he’d trusted on Ginnun wound up stabbing him in the back, as in his best friend who slept with his intended without any guilt. Returning to a planet of long-dead emotions held no appeal after living on Earth. He refused to hide his feelings again, and there were so many more he wanted to experience.

The Mission Commander signaled to the pilot to start the engines. “Stop this nonsense and get on the ship.”

“No.” He grabbed his sack and without remorse, turned his back on his Ginnunian heritage.

Chapter Two

Carrie searched the hotel bar one more time. After two hours, she had to assume her date stood her up. Heck, it wasn’t even a date. The arrangement with Madame Eve only included a one-night stand with no guarantees for anything afterward.

She left the bar. God, why did I agree to this? Am I that desperate?

The truth?
Yes
.

But her first date after her divorce failed, as did her marriage.

She’d married her high school sweetheart. When he left her, her heart shattered. It was bad enough to be told she could never have children, but when Peter asked for a divorce three years ago, her life crumbled. Learning of his remarriage and pregnant wife led Carrie to desperation. With no real dating experience, the only night she did go bar-hopping with friends, she heard the word
cougar
whispered over and over and she vowed never to go again. As a pediatric nurse, she didn’t have much opportunity to meet many available guys anyway. Her options were limited.

The night she found out her ex-husband had become a father, her best friend, Tamara, had come over to share a tub of Ben & Jerry’s Magic Brownies ice cream. “Carrie, you really need to go out and have some fun. Stop moping around.” She pointed her spoon at her. “Now, I’m going to set you up on a date. It’s through a very popular dating service that so many of my friends highly recommend. The owner, Madame Eve, thoroughly screens everyone before matching them up. Leah married her match a few months ago.”

Tamara helped her fill out all of the online forms, but she locked herself in the bathroom to write the letter as to why she wanted to use the dating service. Terrified with thoughts of what Tamara would have told Madame Eve if she waited, she hit send. It couldn’t do any harm to apply.

Two months later, she received an email revealing her perfect
1Night Stand
.

“One-night stand?” she asked Tamara over the phone. “I thought I applied to a dating service, not a sex hookup.”

“Calm down, Care. It
is
a dating service. You’re guaranteed one night of fun, something you desperately need.”

“But, am I expected to have sex on the first date?” Before even agreeing to the date, her stomach twisted in knots. “I don’t think I can do that.”

“Yes! You’re wound up so tight, you need a good lay, but of course no one will make you do anything you don’t want to.” Static crackled over the phone. Had she lost reception? “Hold up, I’m coming over to help you arrange this.”

Before she could object, Tamara hung up.

She thought about sending a reject message back, but when she took a closer look at the profile on her computer, she decided to wait for Tamara.

Six foot one, her date owned a successful construction company, and the picture….he resembled every man she’d ever fantasized about. His dark brown, wavy hair looked perfect to run her fingers through and his eyes…
bedroom
didn’t even begin to describe how enticing they were. She got wet just looking at them in a picture. Oh, she needed to see them up close.

“God, he’s gorgeous,” Tamara said.

Carrie blinked. Since it took Tamara twenty minutes to get from her place to Carrie’s, she’d been staring at the picture all that time. She flushed, trying to shut her laptop, but Tamara held it open.

“Not so fast. I want deets. What’s his name? What does he do?”

“His name is Frey; weird, but I can live with it.” She read his impressive profile to Tamara.

 “Wow, Madame Eve certainly worked her magic here. He’s perfect for you.” Tamara crossed her arms and pouted. “I only wish my match had been as perfect for me.”

“You used this dating service? Why didn’t you tell me?” She would have been less reluctant if Tamara had revealed that earlier.

“Because I didn’t want my experience to stop you from letting Madame Eve find your perfect match.”

“She didn’t find yours?”

“I thought she did. I mean, Josh and I enjoyed our first date and we kept seeing each other afterward, but two months later, we went our separate ways for work. Now dating is so much easier for me. You’ve seen how my self-confidence has improved.”