Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Votra
Votra’s mouth found Candy’s the second they were out of the shuttle at the office. They disconnected long enough to get into the office, but the second the door closed behind them, Candy sunk into Votra again. “Where should we go?” Votra asked between kisses.
Candy trailed her fingers over the collar of Votra’s shirt. “Can we… go into the virtual reality room?”
Votra’s cock immediately twitched with interest. She was no stranger to the fact that the virtual reality part of Starcrossed would be used to curate backdrops for sex, but she’d never considered trying it herself. And suddenly, it was all she wanted.
“Absolutely.” She took Candy by the hand and all but dragged her into the virtual reality room.
Candy was on her the second the door closed behind them, trailing hot, needy kisses down the slope of Votra’s neck.
She tapped her comm with trembling fingers, and the room immediately morphed around them.
A fireplace crackled in one corner of the room, the steel floor below them replaced by pockmarked hardwood.
The bed was no longer supported by a steel frame; it was now a comically small four-poster bed with maroon curtains that tumbled down from each poster.
Votra knew she was imagining it, but it almost felt warmer than it had before.
“Wow, how romantic,” Candy breathed against Votra’s collarbone. Her mouth moved up to her jaw, nipping at the sensitive skin. “Come fuck me on this fancy bed.”
She didn’t even make it onto the bed fully before Candy was in her lap. She winced a little as she rested her legs on either side of Votra’s. “Are you–”
“I’m fine,” Candy said shortly. “I just need you so bad right now I can’t fucking stand it.”
Votra nearly choked. Candy wasn’t lying; Votra could feel how wet she was through the fabric of her slacks. Her large fingers fumbled with the button of Candy’s shorts and Candy rose off her for just long enough to slide them and her undwear off and kick them to the floor.
She wasted no time in grinding her hips against the ridged plate atop Votra’s leg. “Fuck, you feel so good,” she breathed.
But Votra was greedy. She didn’t want Candy to come just from riding her leg. “Stop,” she murmured, voice thick and husky with want. “Let me take care of you.”
Candy whimpered at Votra’s words. “Touch me then,” she demanded, resting her hands on either side of Votra’s neck.
Votra didn’t have to be told twice. She slipped her hand between Candy’s legs, reveling in the feeling of her soaking wet pussy against her fingers. Candy rode her hand, a series of sharp, desperate moans spilling past her lips.
“What do you want, darling?” Votra asked breathily. The word slipped out of her, unbidden, drawn out by the feeling of affection for Candy that tightened her chest.
Gods, she was getting into dangerous territory. Every time she and Candy slept together, she felt herself growing closer and closer to that line between sexual attraction and actual affection.
Or maybe that line was far behind her. Her need to make Candy come was created by so much more than a need to also get herself off. After the day she’d had, all Votra wanted to do was make Candy feel good. To lessen some of her pain, at least a little bit.
“Remember when you said you wanted me on top of you? So you could watch me take you?” Candy fumbled with Votra’s zipper, and Votra immediately groaned at the contact. “That’s what I want. I wanna be full of you.”
At this rate, Votra was going to come before Candy got any closer to her. A pathetic “please” was all she could manage.
She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t tucked herself into bed on a few of her loneliest nights with the thought of this exact thing happening.
Candy guided her cock out of her underwear and brushed her thumb across the slit, which was already leaking precum.
The heat in the pit of her stomach flickered into a needy, all-consuming flame, and she desperately clung to her arousal as Candy positioned her against her entrance.
She lowered herself onto Votra slowly, sinking her nails into Votra’s shoulders for leverage. Votra took in a shuddering breath as she willed herself not to push herself into Candy.
Gods, Candy looked beautiful like this. Her head rolled back, eyes heavily lidded as she lowered herself onto Votra still, slowly, teasingly, until she was buried to the hilt.
The flames of the fireplace flickered across her pale features, and Votra wished she could burn the image into her mind forever.
“Move. Please,” Candy groaned, and Votra was more than happy to oblige. Her hands bracketed Candy’s soft hips as they angled around her, Votra pressing herself against Candy as much as she could.
Votra was pretty sure she could stay like this forever and never grow tired of it. Candy’s heat around her was addictive; her walls tight, throbbing, welcoming around her. She reached a hand down between Candy’s legs, one thick finger circling Candy’s clit.
“Oh, fuck,” Candy immediately cried out, her hips jerking towards Votra’s hand now. She let out a string of curses, her fingernails digging harder now into the flesh of Votra’s shoulders. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”
Votra wasn’t sure there was anything in this galaxy that could make her. She peppered kisses along Candy’s jaw, down her neck, across her clothed shoulder, everywhere she could reach. She was dangerously close herself, but she wouldn’t dare let herself come until Candy had.
Candy wasn’t making that easy for her, though. “You’re fucking me so good,” she panted. “God, you feel amazing. Your cock is perfect.” Every word went directly between Votra’s legs and every muscle in her body clenched.
“I want to feel you come around me,” Votra breathed against the hot skin of Candy’s neck.
Candy clenched around Votra, her walls choking Votra’s cock as she called out her name, the word lost in a tumble of moans. Votra barely managed to pull herself out in time to come as well, ribbons of light blue cum streaking Candy’s shirt.
Candy giggled breathlessly, unbuttoning her blouse and tossing it onto the floor. “You are so good to me,” she breathed, and trailed her tongue along Votra’s jawline. “I’ll forgive you for finishing all over my shirt. I don’t have another one here, though, so….”
“I do. You can borrow one of mine.”
Candy jutted her lower lip out. “Or… I could just not wear one….”
Wouldn’t she get cold? Votra narrowed her eyes, trying to pick up exactly what Candy was putting out, and Candy finally rolled her eyes. “What, you want me to put my tits away?” But she smiled, resting her hands on either side of Votra’s face. “I’m trying to flirt with you.”
Oh. Oh.
“I, um, you could… not wear a shirt… if you want. If you will not be uncomfortable.”
“Stop being so considerate and think with your dick for once.” Candy moved off Votra’s lap and Votra immediately missed her warmth.
Candy tugged her top off and tossed it to the floor with her shorts, and every little bit of moisture immediately evaporated from Votra’s mouth.
Candy leaned down in front of Votra, resting her hands on either of the chair’s arm rests.
“You were so good to me today,” she purred, and Votra’s cock immediately started to come back to life.
“Your whole swooping in and rescuing me, taking care of me… holding me when I needed you.” Her voice softened a fraction, and she tilted Votra’s chin up with a single manicured finger.
“I wanted to thank you properly. Can I?”
Votra drew in a shuddering breath. She wished she could take a picture of Candy, looking the way that she looked right now, in nothing but lingerie and heels. “Please,” Votra choked out.
Candy knelt between Votra’s legs, a smile playing at her lips.
“You’re already hard again? Is it because I’m telling you how good you are?
” She dipped her head down, brushing her lips across Votra’s thickening cock.
Votra’s breathing was growing labored, demanding–she didn’t want to be as fast this time as she was before, but gods, Candy did something to her.
She trailed her hands along Votra’s length, admiring it, worshipping it. She trailed kisses along the shaft then took the head into her mouth.
Votra’s hand instinctively came down to clasp in Candy’s hair.
“Fuck, your mouth feels so good,” she panted, and she swore she could feel Candy smile against her.
Candy swirled her tongue around the head, across the slit.
A litany of moans filled the space around them, and Candy moaned against Votra.
The vibration sent a thrill through Votra’s body.
“Candy, please,” Votra begged. She didn’t even know what she was begging for. All she knew was that her vision was swimming with pleasure.
Candy’s small hand circled Votra’s member, pumping it slowly while she continued teasing the tip with her mouth. Votra couldn’t stop herself from moving her hips against Candy’s kiss-swollen mouth.
Votra had never been like this before. Just like with every other aspect of her life, she generally liked control in the bedroom. But she found herself wanting to submit to Candy, to let herself be putty in her hands. And fuck, did it feel good to beg for her.
“Talk to me, baby,” Candy commanded, the vibrations of her voice reverberating down Votra’s length.
There was no shortage of words Votra wanted to say to her. “Gods, I love when you suck my dick. I love seeing you on your knees for me. I love how pretty you look with my cock in your mouth. I love–”
I love you. The words were so dangerously close to slipping out, and Votra stifled them with a not entirely faked moan.
Maybe it was just the adrenaline talking. Just the euphoria of spending the last twenty-four hours with her, of having more mind-blowing sex than she’d had in the last five years of her life.
The words clung to her tongue, and she was almost afraid to speak again for fear of them slipping out. Or maybe this would be a good time. Candy couldn’t reply with a cock in her mouth.
She took Votra deeper into her mouth, and Votra cried out, her grip on Candy’s hair tightening.
Her stomach clenched a little as the fleeting wonder of how many people Candy had done this to crossed her mind.
How many other people had been lucky enough to be in Candy’s beautiful, expert mouth?
Greedily, she wished she’d been the only one.
Candy pulled back, quickening the pace of her hand on Votra.
“Let me taste you,” she whispered before taking Votra back into her mouth.
That was all Votra needed to shatter in Candy’s hands.
She filled Candy’s mouth with her cum, a rivulet trickling out of the corner of her lips.
She looked up at Votra through thick lashes, and the sight was enough to stir her cock again.
Votra leaned down to brush her thumb across Candy’s lips, and Candy’s tongue darted out to slide along the length of her thumb, collecting the stray bead of cum that Votra had wiped from her skin.
Gods, this woman was magnificent.
She couldn’t let herself get riled up again.
She gestured with a finger for Candy to rise from the floor, and Candy moved onto her lap, her back pressed against Votra’s chest. Her beautiful, plump ass came to rest right on Votra’s spent cock–or what she thought was spent.
It threatened to come to life again under Candy, and surely, Candy could feel it too.
The grinding of Candy’s ass against her only confirmed that. Votra groaned, sliding her hands around Candy’s front to cup her breasts. “You are insatiable,” Votra groaned, sinking her teeth into the sweet-smelling skin of Candy’s shoulder.
“Do you want a break?” Candy asked genuinely, her movements against Votra stilling.
“No,” Votra said a little too quickly. Candy giggled.
“Good. Don’t plan on getting any work done any time soon.”