The fingers of her other hand moved even lower. She
wanted to touch his sac but his current position made it
difficult. As if understanding her quandary, Vicious rose
on shaky legs and leaned back against his desk. He
widened his thighs and granted her more access. She
noticed his white-knuckle grip on his desk and almost felt
sorry for him.
Almost.
She often felt a bit out of her depth with him. In the
bedroom, he had all of the knowledge and dominated her
so easily. Not that she minded much. She rather enjoyed
being completely at his mercy. That didn’t mean she didn’t
want her chance to be the one in control every now and
then. Holding his cock in her hand and cupping his plump
sac transferred that power to her.
“Oh hell!”
Hallie grinned as she caressed his balls. They were
heavier than she’d expected. She rolled them gently in her
palm and gave them a curious little tug, not enough to
cause pain but enough to make him groan and drop his
head back.
With Vicious staring at the ceiling, she made her move.
“Hallie!” He shouted her name when her tongue glided
from the wide base of his erection to his ruddy cock head.
His taste, the slight bitterness of his soap and the salt of
his sweat, delighted her. She’d never felt more intimately
connected than at this moment.
She took her time exploring him with her tongue. She
licked his velvety skin with long, leisurely swipes. She
flicked her tongue along the underside of his crown and
wet her lips before sucking his cock between them. He
growled now, the sound so rough and needy that it made
her clit pulse. She could feel her pussy growing wet as she
tormented Vicious with her tongue and lips. She wondered
if he experienced the same heady excitement when he
licked her.
“Hallie! Oh—Kitten!” He grunted and shuddered as she
took more of him into her mouth. She didn’t think she’d be
able to do that deep throat maneuver she’d seen in one of
the pornographic flicks but she could try. Lips stretched
around his massive cock, she relaxed her jaw and took
him a bit deeper on the down stroke. She eased off and
tried again, sucking him deeper and deeper into her mouth
with each successive stroke. At the first flutter of panic
she retreated, certain that he wouldn’t want her gagging
around him.
Vicious touched her cheek and smiled down at her. “It’s
all right, Hallie. Don’t try that yet.”
She nodded and watched in fascination as he stroked his
cock, the ruddy skin now glistening with her saliva. With
his hand working his shaft, his sac was perfectly
displayed. She remembered another scene from the film
and wondered if Vicious would like that.
Leaning forward, she flicked her tongue over his balls.
He groaned so loudly it made her belly wobble. Well, that
answered her question! He liked it very much. She
lavished more attention on his sac while he fisted his cock
in his big hand. When she sucked on his sac, he let loose a
string of expletives that shocked her—and made her smile.
He was normally so controlled. Apparently, she’d just
figured out how to shatter that control.
“I’m close.” He breathed so hard now. “Do you want
me to—?”
“Come in my mouth, Vicious,” she begged. She
mimicked the same rough language from the film she’d
seen. “Let me taste your cum.”
“Hallie, you dirty girl.” He grinned down at her, his
smile mischievous. She licked his plump sac again, and
Vicious growled, the sound deep and raw. His hand
moved over his wet shaft faster and faster. He
concentrated on just the top of his cock. She knelt with her
mouth open, her tongue stealing out every few seconds to
flick at the head of his cock.
“So beautiful,” he murmured. “So fucking sexy.” He
inhaled sharp, quick breaths. “I’m coming.” He groaned
and leaned forward a little. “I’m coming!”
She wrapped her lips around his cock the second his
hand moved out of the way. She bobbed hard and fast on
his shaft. The first spurt of semen hit her tongue. It stunned
her and she faltered but quickly recovered. His cum tasted
sweet with the slightest hint of salt. She moaned in
excitement as he jerked above her and growled her name
again and again.
When he finally quieted, he fell back against his desk.
She let his cock slip from her mouth and swallowed. He
gazed down at her with such love and adoration. His
thumb brushed her lower lip. She sucked it into her mouth
and bit down. He chuckled and reached for her, pulling
her onto his exposed lap as he dropped into his chair.
He kissed her then, his tongue stabbing deep. He stole
her breath away as he devoured her mouth, her lips still
swollen from sucking him. When his hand moved between
her thighs, she parted for him. Draped across his lap, she
trusted him to hold her as he entered her pussy with two
fingers. He strummed her clit with his thumb.
“Kitten, you’re so wet.” His fingers thrust in faster now.
She gasped at the wild sensations he evoked. “Did sucking
my cock turn you on?”
“Yes.” She moaned as his thumb found just the right
pace over her clit. “Vicious!”
“Hold on, Kitten. Hold on to me.”
She gripped his forearm as he fucked her pussy with his
hand. His fingers curved inside her channel and she saw
stars. Delirious with lust, she bounced on his lap and rode
his hand. His thumb worked faster and faster over her clit.
Finally, she shattered and came with a howl of ecstasy.
When it was all over, Vicious gathered her close and
kissed her forehead. “You never cease to amaze me.”
She smiled mischievously. “Give me time. If I can
sneak in some more viewing time in that 900 range, who
knows what I might want to try next.”
Vicious stiffened. “Did Terror show you those
channels?”
Aghast, she peered up at him. “No!” Her cheeks grew
hot. “I’d die if Terror talked to me about
those
channels.”
Vicious relaxed. “Good. I don’t want him corrupting
your mind.”
“Because that’s your prerogative?”
He laughed and kissed her. “Yes. Exactly that.” He
nuzzled her temple. “Are you ready for bed?”
She nodded and slipped off his lap. He stood and pulled
up his sleep pants. She gestured to his cock. “Did I do all
right for my first time?”
“Are you serious?” Vicious tipped her chin and gazed
down at her. “I almost came the second your tongue
touched me.” He embraced her and rubbed her back in a
loving way. “You did extremely well.”
“For my first time, you mean.”
“Well, there’s always room for improvement.” He
smiled wickedly before scooping her right up and tossing
her over his shoulder.
“Vicious, put me down!”
“Quiet.” His big hand smacked her backside as she
tried to wiggle free. He headed for the door. “We’ll just
have to make sure you get lots of practice.”
Chapter Fifteen
“Do you see her?” Hallie stood on tiptoes to try to see
over the crowd at the bustling depot. They’d landed at the
port on the Jesco colony half an hour earlier and had
finally made it through customs. Now they were trying to
find Bernie in the sea of arrivals swarming through the
terminal.
“Not yet,” Lenny replied and craned her neck.
Hallie turned to her left where Terror stood. He wasn’t
wearing his usual uniform but civilian clothes. He looked
rather strange to her in the gray cargo pants and dark-blue
shirt but he seemed to be blending in as well as he could
with his scarring and height. She smacked his stomach.
“Hey, make yourself useful and look for my sister.”
He rubbed his belly and frowned. “Vee needs to toss
you across his knee more often. You’re awfully bossy.”
She smiled sweetly. “I’ll be sure to pass along your
suggestion.”
Terror snorted and grinned at her. In the last three days
of traveling together, they’d become friendlier. She could
understand why Vicious liked him so much.
“Blonde hair, right?”
“Yes.”
“And a big sign that says
Hallie
?”
She broke into a grin. “Yes!”
Terror waved his hand and then pointed off to their left.
“She’s over there.”
Hallie grabbed Lenny’s hand and tugged her friend
through the crowd behind Terror. His wide shoulders
cleared a path for them. When he stepped aside, Bernie
came into view. Hallie started to cry as she rushed into
her sister’s waiting arms. The big belly between them
made hugging a bit difficult but they made it work.
“Hallie, I’ve missed you so much.”
“Me too.” They hugged tighter. Hallie pulled back and
gazed down at her sister’s big bump. “Wow! You’ve
gotten so big.”
Bernie smiled and snatched Hallie’s hand. She placed it
on her belly. Just seconds later, Hallie felt a kick against
her palm. She laughed and rubbed the area. “What a big
strong kick!”
“I have a feeling she’s going to take after her Aunt
Hallie,” Bernie remarked.
“It’s a girl? When did you find out?”
“Last week but I wanted to tell you in person.” Bernie’s
gaze skipped to Lenny. Hallie stepped aside so the two
old friends could hug and talk. When they finally separated
Lenny glanced at Terror. Her shock was evident but she
quickly masked it. “Is this Vicious?”
Hallie laughed and shook her head. “No, this is Terror,
his best friend.”
“Terror?” Bernie shot Hallie a what-the-heck look.
“What kind of baby name books do they have on your
planet?”
Terror looked amused. “We’re renamed when we
graduate the academy. Our year, they chose names to
inflict fear. Some years it’s fearsome animals. Other years
it’s star signs.”
“I see.”
Terror glanced around the terminal, his sharp gaze
always scanning and assessing. “Let’s move this along,
ladies. We’re a clear target here.”
Though she wanted to roll her eyes at his constant
vigilance, Hallie understood why Terror was that way.
First, they were at war. While the Jesco colony remained
one of the safest areas in this sector of their solar system,
there were still pockets of unrest. She’d seen a news
bulletin about insurgent groups moving into the area and
using the colony as a base of operations. Secondly, and
probably most importantly to Terror, Vicious had
entrusted her to him. If she came back with one hair
missing from her head, Vicious would flip.
Terror hustled them out of the terminal and into a
waiting transport craft. Hallie took the spot closest to
Terror, fully aware her sister and Lenny were afraid of
him. Hallie didn’t miss the barest hint of a tattoo peeking
out from the driver’s shirt when he turned to eye them in
the backseat. Dressed in plain clothes, he didn’t fool her.
He was also a Harcos military man.
When she glanced at Terror, he shrugged and answered
in his usual low voice. “A brigadier general’s wife is an
easy target.”
She hadn’t given that side of her life much thought. Was
it always going to be like this now? Would she constantly
have to worry about her safety?
“So how is your friend?” Bernie, completely oblivious
to her exchange with Terror, reached into her purse and
removed a package of crackers. She offered some to
Lenny, who gladly accepted a couple. “Did she like the
shelter there?”
“She’s better.” Lenny nibbled a cracker. “I think the
shelter on Safe Harbor will take good care of her.”
“They took good care of me.” Bernie fished a bottle of
water from her bag and took a sip. She offered it to Lenny,
who shook her head. “They helped me get my papers in
order after I lost my old ones.” Her secret gaze met
Hallie’s for a moment. “They got me into a job-training
program and helped me find a nice apartment in the
women’s sector here.”
“Do you like your job?” Hallie was fascinated with this
new, more mature version of Bernie.
“It’s great. I love working with children, and when the
baby comes, she’ll be able to come to the daycare with
me. She’ll be in a different classroom but I’ll know she’s