Chapter 48
FORTY-EIGHT
Tai
“Thank you for coming to save me,” Bri says, breaking the silence.
We’ve been lying here facing each other in the tent for a while, so there isn’t anywhere for me to go to hide the surprise on my face.
“You’re welcome. It’s the least I could do.”
“You didn’t have to come. Aro could have sent some redshirt to get me. They probably would have seen my crashed escape pod and left me here to rot.”
“What’s a redshirt?”
“A redshirt is a person who has no name. They are a plot device in old classic sci-fi movies. They would be the first to get killed, raising the stakes, but there’s not enough danger by that point to affect a main character,” she explains. “Expendable.”
“I’m glad I’m not a redshirt.”
“You have no idea how close you were to being one.”
“Would a redshirt be the hero, get the girl, and ride off into the horizon on a ship at warp speed?”
“No, probably not.”
“Then I was never going to be a redshirt.”
I drag a fingertip up her bare arm. Tiny bumps erupt over her skin.
“There are about a million reasons why I shouldn’t do this right now, but I’m so sick of trying to remind myself of why this is a bad idea,” Bri says and pulls me to her. Her lips crush mine and my hands are on her in an instant.
Simultaneously, we scoot closer to each other. Before I can settle in and get comfortable by her side, Bri pushes my shoulder until I’m flat on my back. She swings her leg over my hips and positions herself on top of me.
My cock nestles against her as she slowly circles her hips on me. She pulls away from the kiss and sits straight up on me. One hand is on my chest. and the other reaches behind her to stroke my dick and cup my balls against her.
“Fuck, Bri. Are you trying to follow through on that threat from last night?” What she said about making me cum in my pants has been playing in my mind all day.
She doesn’t say anything but quietly laughs at my comment. I’m panting and can hardly draw in a full breath. Her hand rubs up and down my dick over my pants. I imagine the warm, wet sensation of being inside of her.
I reach behind her neck and untie the strap of the tiny top the brethren gave her to wear, exposing her tight, hard nipples.
I need to get my mouth around them. I push up to a sitting position, bringing our chests together and creating a new angle for our bodies to move against each other.
I suck her nipple into my mouth and take a hard pull.
She gasps and scratches her hard nails down my back.
A growl of approval rumbles in my chest, and I dig the pads of my fingertips into her back, clinging to her for dear life.
Every point of contact between us feels like the growing pressure of a static charge.
An electrical storm you feel long before you see it.
She lifts off my lap just enough for her to grab my dick and tilt it to her pussy. Using me, she rubs her clit up and down with the head of my cock. My underwear gets wetter with every pass. I am losing my goddamn mind.
“All of this for me?” I ask, my voice sounding raspy and low. Both of her hands are on my chest and push me back to the ground. I willingly let her direct me to where she wants me. If Bri wants me crawling through hot sand, I’d do it in a heartbeat.
Bri rewards me with a long hum and another drag up my dick.
Her movements quicken, and her breath becomes ragged, matching mine.
When her hips start to shake and her circular movements become erratic, I explode into my underwear.
I should be ashamed, but all I’ve got is awe from watching her ride me.
She collapses onto my chest, and her heart beats wildly against mine.
Slowly, she pulls herself up and drops down next to me, her head going right back to my shoulder.
“I warned you,” she says dreamily.
“Yes, you did.” There goes my only pair of underwear.
Bri traces lazy circles over my chest and snuggles deeper into me.
“Hungry? Thirsty?” I ask.
“Thirsty,” she says. I hand her the canteen, and she takes a small drink. Even though we are running out of water, I don’t want her to suffer. I can hold out longer without it than she can, so I push it back up to her mouth, urging her to take another drink.
“We’re almost out!”
“Don’t worry. We’ll get to the village tomorrow, and we can find water there.”
She eyes me suspiciously but finally takes another drink from the canteen.
Bri settles back against me, and I tug her even closer. “Good night, Sunshine.”
“I’m going to bite you the next time you call me that,” she says and nips at my chest.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”