| About
last Night |
Beka slowly awoke to a pleasant sensation against her skin.
It wasn't until
after she realized that someone was trailing kisses down her neck did her
eyes snap open and she was fully awake. Beka blinked once as she became
aware of the hard chest pressed against her bare back and that she wasn't
in
her own quarters.
Her bedmate noticed her change in breathing that indicated she was awake.
He
hesitated only slightly before resuming his concentration on her neck.
"Ummm..."
"Yes?" His voice was muffled at the nape of her neck but she'd
recognize the
voice even if it wasn't for the tell_tale bone blades attached to the arm
attached to the hand that was now sneaking up her thigh.
"Rhade?"
"Mmhhmmm?"
"Why am I in your room?" asked Beka pulling the sheet up tighter
around her
naked breasts. 'Naked? Uh, not good...'
"Don't know."
"You don't know?"
"Nope." Rhade bit her shoulder lightly as he pulled up the sheet
covering
Beka's legs and trailed his hand over exposed flesh.
"Okay then...what are you doing?" Beka slapped his hand as it
made to move
to her inner thigh.
"Seducing you...again." She felt him shift as he moved down to
kiss her
back.
"Again? You said you didn't know why I was in your room."
"Mmmm...I lied."
"All right...okay...well, it's obvious that something happened last
night..." Beka moved slightly and then winced at the tenderness between
her
legs. If the whole nakedness thing hadn't tipped her off as to what that
something was. The soreness did.
"So we got..."
"Yeah."
"And then we..."
"Uh huh."
"How drunk..." Her sentence was left hanging as she found her
self rolled
onto her back as Rhade's lips found hers. She couldn't help but moan and
give in as Rhade's tongue did the most amazing things in her mouth. Beka
reluctantly broke the kiss.
"Rhade why..."
"Shhh you talk too much..."
"How can I be when you haven't let me..." and he was kissing her
again. As
their lips moved together Beka found her hands moving through his hair and
over his back. Silky hair and smooth skin, damn Nietzschean perfection.
She
felt his strong hand moving over her skin and found it oddly familiar, a
physical memory of the forgotten night before.
"Why am I in your bed?" asked Beka turning her face away to speak
before
Rhade captured her lips again. She was so caught up in the kiss that she
didn't notice his hand making another attempt between her legs until she
felt him slide a finger inside of her. Her surprised gasp broke their kiss
as it turned into a moan. She was gasping for air when he finally let her
climax and answered her previous question.
"You were here last night," said Rhade.
"That's...obvious..." she panted as he pressed languorous kisses
against the
side of her throat. "So...what happened last night?"
"Tarazed's New Year Party."
"Yeah, I remember that..."
"Too many strawberry blend flutes."
Beka's eyes widened, "Those were alcoholic?"
Rhade couldn't help but laugh at the look on her face, "Very."
"I didn't know that...and how much did you have?" she asked narrowing
her
eyes. Though at the moment Beka was finding it very hard to stay annoyed
with him, she was still coming down from her orgasm and now he was laughing.
She rarely ever heard Rhade laugh, let alone smile. And what a smile it
was.
"Let's just say that I should have known better than to take anything
my
brothers offered me. With any luck the blank spots should fill in."
Beka leaned up and kissed him, "Was there a gazebo involved any where
last
night?"
"I think so."
"I think I remember that..." said Beka as she ran her tongue along
his
throat and nipped at his Adam's Apple before pulling him on top of her.
"Getting responsive are we?" asked Rhade settling himself between
her legs
he quirked an eyebrow.
"Hell yes," she Beka pulling him down for a kiss.
END