Peacekeeper's Passion

An eBook By Tabitha Bradley.

She gasped softly when his lips left hers, catching her breath. "Who were we talking about?" she breathed, her eyes twinkling.

Gaston grinned. "Nobody important, sweetheart," he murmured, sliding deft fingers beneath the fastenings to her uniform tunic, finding the warm softness of her full, rounded breasts beneath.

She moaned again as he caressed her and bent her head to nuzzle his neck. Her lips were soft and warm on his skin, their touch sending sparks of electricity through his body, which was already responding to the sensual weight of hers in his lap.

He pushed open her tunic, revealing the thin, satiny blue chemise that clung to the curves of her breasts in a very enticing way. He ran his hands over her soft curves, her breath coming quicker as he did so. She moaned softly against his throat and sucked his earlobe into her mouth.

"Mmm, yes please, Gaston," she breathed, licking his ear.

He groaned at the warm, rasping wetness, inclining his head towards hers, shifting slightly in his chair, heat spreading through him. She suckled his ear, her soft body squirming against him, the sensation of her firm rear against his hardness eliciting a long, low growl of pleasure.

He slid his hand under the waistband of her uniform pants and she gasped sharply with a soft giggle he knew by now, meant she was already more than ready for him.

"Lisan's blood, Cas," he whispered, "this is what you came here for..."

"Mmhm..." she murmured in his ear, kissing him. "It's been so long... I've missed you..."

He chuckled softly. With one softly spoken command, her clothes vanished and she gasped, then moaned softly in delight.

"Oooh, Gaston..."

He grinned. "And I've missed you..." He lifted her, kissing her, raising her to straddle his lap as he unfastened the front of his own pants with a deft psionic command and she reached down to touch his hard length as she kissed him back.

It was Gaston's turn to groan again as those smooth, warm fingers found and caressed his solid, heated flesh.

She smiled at him, positioning herself, knees on either side of his wide chair, her smooth, athletic, rounded body flushed pink, soft breasts thrusting proudly out, nipples marble-hard, tendrils of glistening chestnut hair cascading down around her face, as she smiled at him, those beautiful blue topaz eyes glowing with pleasure.

"Mmmm..." she purred, her fingers rubbing him slowly, strong and deep, sending spirals of heat through his body. "Ready?"

He grunted, growling softly. "Always, Cas."

She giggled and slid down atop him, slowly, almost excruciatingly slowly, her hot, slick, muscular body gripping him tightly as she moved. He groaned loudly as she moaned a little, her breathing coming quicker as she engulfed him to the hilt.

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