Talson Temptations 4: Talson's Match

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everywhere.” As he spoke,
his breathing quickened, and his shaft felt like iron inside her.
    “Romy, I can’t take any more. It’s too much.” Nearly
overwhelmed with the physical and mental stimulation of his psychei merging with hers, she suddenly felt adrift from her body, at one with the
energy around her. There, to her surprise, she sensed a splintering of energies
within Romy—and a need only she could fill.
    Before she could wrap her mind around that anomaly, ecstasy
rocked her world. She slammed back into her conscious being to feel Romy
shuddering as he jetted inside her while her pussy clamped down on him. She
convulsed around him and felt his orgasm as if it were her own. It slammed
through her like a freight train, and in that instant, something between them
clicked.
    Before Romy she’d always felt adrift and unsure about
herself. But now she knew confidence, at peace with the world around her. The
aching need to always heal faded, as did the notion she didn’t belong, had
never belonged. The baby no one wanted had become a woman desired by a most
special man. With Romy the universe seemed right. She’d finally found a man who
fit her.
    She slowly grew aware of the fact she was naked against his
hovercraft, her lover still buried inside her, and that anyone passing by might
see them going at it. Her embarrassment was slow to surface, but surface it
did.
    “Romy,” she moaned. “I’m naked to the world. What if someone
sees?”
    He kissed her cheeks, her forehead, her nose. Anywhere he
could reach, and he started fucking her all over again. The notion she’d driven
him wild empowered her, and she held him tighter even as she felt the need for
cover.
    “ Veyou ,” he whispered and kissed her hard on the
mouth. “Let me…” He pushed inside her hard and stilled, groaning as he came
once more. “Fuck. This is going to take a while. You have an amazing effect on
me.”
    Her body revved as well, when she should have been too tired
to stand.
    “At least that should hold us until we get where we’re
going.” He withdrew and pulled up his jeans but stopped to stare at her,
lingering over her pussy. “You are without a doubt the sexiest thing I’ve ever
seen in my life. My cum dripping down your legs makes me so hard I want to fuck
you again, Trotter be damned.”
    She shivered under his stare, bemused at how much she wanted
him too. “Is this normal?” She couldn’t help asking.
    He grinned, his smile sincere, his eyes so bright they made
her blink. “Oh, baby, I have a feeling we’re so outside of normal it’s not
funny. But since I’ve never had an iriu before, I couldn’t tell you
what’s what.” He moved around her and retrieved the blanket from the front seat
of the car. He wrapped it around her. “To preserve your modesty.”
    “And hide the mess,” she said with a blush.
    “I like that mess. My cum all over you. Inside you,” he said
in a deeper voice. “I can’t wait to own every bit of you.”
    The possessive words should have alarmed her, and uttered by
anyone else, probably would have. But when Romy said them, she wanted to
believe in them. “Oh?”
    He chuckled. “I can’t wait to shove myself in your ass. To
watch you suck me down, see you take the head of my cock to the back of your
throat and swallow my cum.” The crudity shocked her, and aroused her anew.
    “Stars, you’re lethal.”
    He groaned. “You know, all this heat is making us both
sweat.” His voice was thick as he parted the blanket to stare down at her
chest. “Your nipples are hard, large and pink. And I have the sudden urge to
bite them, to suck on you until you come again.”
    Her clit pulsed and she rubbed her thighs. A glance down at
him showed a bulge between his legs once more.
    “I should be too tired to be hard again, but I swear, if we
had more time, I’d—”
    Headlights flared, and she held up a hand to shield her
eyes.
    “Shit. Get in the craft, veyou .” He gently tucked

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