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blond stubble, and he was watching her ever so closely.
    “Oh. Sorry.” She went to snatch away her hand but he caught it.
    “No.” Then he swiveled his chair about until he faced her. “Come here.” He towed her closer until she stood between his parted thighs. She didn’t have the fight in her to resist. “You give me those looks every day. You say things. And never act on them.”
    Ella tried to swallow but her throat had seized up. “I don’t.”
    He placed his other hand on her neck and traced small circles over her throat with his thumb, mesmerizing her. “Liar.”
    She couldn’t blink.
    She was such a coward, but he was an alien lord cross warrior from some ancient tribe. Until recently he’d probably kept women on a chain at his breakfast table. Her face heated at that unwelcome image, her nipples peaked also, then between her legs warmed.
    Seemed like something about that idea turned her on.
    While she was thinking about the why, he let go of her hand and found her plait, gripping it and her neck so as to slowly pull her lower. A smile grew in his eyes when he saw she wasn’t resisting. She should have. This is a little presumptuous , was her last thought before his lips met hers.
    “Better,” he murmured then he kissed her softly a few times. She could feel him winding her plait around his hand. “I knew there was a good reason for you to wear your hair like this. Stay there.” He kissed her harder, surrounding her lips with his, taking what he wanted in such a male way and so arrogantly, that she found herself panting already, and shuddering.
    That tug on her hair while his hand was at her throat...thoughts vaporized in the heat of swelling passion.
    “You like that?”
    “ Mmm .” She wanted to be closer, skin to skin, and slid her hands down his arms.
    “Good. I like doing it to you. Sit.” He rearranged them so she sat on his legs with hers to either side. It was comfortable, and terribly vulnerable, with her thighs wide open. His rigid cock brushed against her clit through their clothes, whenever she leaned in, or rubbed herself against him. Her moaning grew louder when he bit her neck and opened her shirt, button by button. His hand sneaked inside, into her crop top, then he paused, with finger and thumb holding her nipple. His kissing stopped too.
    Eyes closed, she breathed awhile, knowing how harsh the noises were that she made, and how wet she was. She whispered, “Don’t stop.”
    “No? Do you want me to fuck you? Is that the right Earth word, Ella?”
    Of all the words to learn. Her eyelids fluttered open and she could’ve sworn she felt some part of her be absorbed by his gaze. There was a force there, in him, that drew her so hard.
    “Yes. Please. But...no strings attached. I don’t want you to think this is forever.” She frowned, wanting him dreadfully, but knowing she must be clear. She didn’t know what rules he abided by.
    “We will see. One time only, first?”
    Phew. “Yes.”
    Then he bit the side of her neck, here, there, then at the top of the muscle, below her ear. “Put your hands on me. Open my pants. Take out my cock.”
    Oh my. She shut her eyes. Though she was eager, this would be the first alien man she’d ever done this with. She eventually looked down at him, at the bulge in his pants, and she put both her hands on him, and slowly she undid the fastening. The fastener was something like Velcro, but smooth on skin. His cock was clearly ready to perform, standing up proud and stiff when she freed it.
    She gulped, a little awestruck, a little nervous. The head seemed bigger than on the cock of a man from Earth, but otherwise it was similar.
    “Approve?” he asked, taking her hands and wrapping them around him. His cock pulsed against her palms and grew even larger, or so it seemed.
    “Yes,” she said quietly.
    “Stand up.” With his hands under the cheeks of her ass, he encouraged her and helped her up.
    When she kissed him, using one hand to angle