Capturing Jeron (futuristic/ sci-fi erotic romance) (2 page)

Mina sipped the last drops of her drink and stood.

It’s time.

Her clingy red satin dress fell to her thighs, and as she sauntered to her mark, the slits of the dress generously flashed her rounded thighs to perfection. Her breasts looked like ample sin and her heels were tall enough to make a man hard on sight.
Which was exactly what she wanted.

She pulled her hair up into a dark sexy bun atop her head, with just enough hair escaping to look wild. Her neck and arms were bare, showing off her smooth creamy skin. She dressed to win tonight.

As if in slow motion, her mark turned his head and saw her. His eyes went from bored to hot in a second. A thrill of pleasure surged through her like a bolt of electricity. His eyes were the color of dark chocolate and when they locked with hers, she shivered. Her stomach did a flop, and she had the urge to cover it with her hand. The short distance to his side seemed like a mile. Choosing the barstool next to him, she faced him and crossed her legs. The dress parted on a soft whisper to reveal long, bare thigh.

His hot gaze strayed to her naked thigh and when he raised his eyes again they carried so much heat she felt burned. He took a long drink of his beer, his eyes never straying from hers. She took the moment to memorize the hard line of his jaw, the thick muscle of his neck, shoulders, and arms with her eyes. He was definitely better in person.

Her body grew warm and soft under his unflinching gaze. Her crossed legs added more delicious, tight pressure to her dampening pussy. If he didn’t stop staring at her as if he was visually fucking her on the bar stool, then she was going to come in her seat.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing,” he asked darkly, his eyes travelling over her body with the aching slowness of a falling feather. His voice was a deep and a little raw, and it tweaked something deep inside her that made her breath uneven and goosebumps spread over her skin like little pleasure bubbles.

She leaned forward until they were face to face. His hand tightened hard on his beer. The warmth of his breath fell over her lips, tightening her nipples into hard little points. She was close to panting and he hadn’t even touched her. She wet her lips with the point of her tongue, and his eyes followed the movement and darkened with barely-restrained need.

Leaning in slowly, giving him enough time to pull away, Mina grabbed his bottom lip with her teeth and pulled on it. She let go quickly and licked the bitten spot. She felt his labored breath and it took everything in her not to straddle him in that moment.

“If you don’t stop now, little lady, I’m going to take you into that back room and fuck you like some common whore. And you don’t look like a whore. Is that
really
what you want,” he asked, leaning into her so that she could feel his heat.

She nodded, though she didn’t recall telling her body to do it. But it was fine, more than fine, because a second later, she was tossed over his strong shoulders and he was taking her to do just what he promised.

His words made her pussy so wet her panties slid around her on the barstool. Without another pause, she leaned towards his ear and licked slowly down the outer rim. She heard his sharp intake of breath and wanted to cheer at the accomplishment. Her little teeth bit into the soft lobe and she was just about to lick the sting away, when she was tossed over a ridiculously strong set of shoulders. Mina bit her lip in anticipation as she bounced along his strong back.

Chapter 3

Never before have I looked at a woman and thought
mine.
–The secret thoughts of Jeron Krutchner

Jeron closed the door behind him with a sharp-booted kick. The room was dark and smelled faintly of wood and cleaning supplies.

“Fuck,” he groaned. And then she was pressed against a cold wall and hot lips were on hers. His thick, wet tongue thrust into the cavern of her mouth and she moaned. He tasted amazing, like sex and virile male. She moaned at the heady flavor and wrapped her arms around him. When he lifted her legs in one smooth move and wrapped them around his waist, she had a surge of fear. She hadn’t done this in a long time.

Lust and sex overwhelmed her with a ferocity that was almost frightening. She buried her face in his neck and licked the thick tendon like she’d been wanting to. She pressed quick, wet kisses over his neck and up to his jaw. His breathing grew hot and harsh and hers wasn’t much better.

But when he fit his lean hips between her opened thighs and groaned harshly, all other thoughts faded. She gasped at the feel of his cock—bigger than she’d imagined and so much harder— pressed into her throbbing pussy.

“Oh god, yes,” she said, her own body straining towards him, longing to feel his hard length deep inside her. She wanted to come so badly tears of frustration filled her eyes.

She grabbed his face and kissed him. Their tongues fought and slid wetly against each other as if to see who could dominate the kiss. He grabbed her ample breast through her dress, but quickly cursed and pulled back. He tried to pull the straps down but when they wouldn’t move fast enough he cursed again and tore them with a snap of his wrist. The silk dress collapsed to reveal her large; hand-fill breasts that his eyes ate them up in undisguised pleasure. He grabbed one fleshy breast and squeezed, his eyes closing in dark pleasure. Then her nipple was in his mouth and his hand found the outer edge of her soaked panties. His thick fingers teased along the edge of her core, trailing over her moist heat and hard bud but never slipping under

Pulling back from her wet nipple, he palmed the sensitive flesh of her pussy. The sensation was maddening. She wrapped her legs tighter around his waist and whimpered.

“I’m going to fuck you like a whore,” he growled. He moved his hand away from her wet heat and pushed his clothed cock into her as if to prove his point.

“Oh yes, oh yes,” she said in delight, all thoughts of hunter and prey forgotten. Her head fell back against the cold wall, and she winced at the biting tug against her hip as her silken panties were ripped off savagely.

“Hold on baby, let me get my cock out.” He was panting with excitement and arousal and Mina had never heard a more delicious sound. When he pulled the rest of her dress up to her waist, leaving only her naked hips and legs open she wanted to melt.

Cursing at the sight of her wet pink flesh, Jeron made quick work at the buttons of his pants. He bent down and took one hard, pink tip in his mouth, grumbling a deeply male and satisfied sound around her flesh. He pulled her sweet nipple deep into the heat of this mouth and flicked the hard tip until her hips buckled and her hands clasped his head to her. He was almost in heaven. Almost.

He pulled away, and she watched with hooded eyes as his pants rustled then dropped to the floor. She caught only a glimpse of long, straining cock before he rammed it inside of her. They both cried out. It had been so long for her that her muscles had to work to allow him inside, squeezing him so that he shoved to get his length inside her. He was long, and so wonderfully hard that her wet sheath gripped him and never wanted to let go.

And then he made good on his promise and fucked her like a whore.

“Oh fuck,” he said roughly. Seeing his pants around his ankles and her legs spread open was one of the hottest sights he’d ever seen. Almost as hot as her flushed tits jiggling with each deliberate thrust. Soft gasping moans filled the room; strong hands gripped her thighs and opened her wide so he could increase his pace and hammer into her.

His balls slapped noisily against her, tingling them in the most delicious way. Wrapping one fist into her hair, he arched her neck to the side making her feel vulnerable and sexy as hell. Her pleasure mounted, drawing her near the pinnacle she craved, and then he really moved. That’s when she realized his hammering had only been the precursor.

He penetrated her tight heat with rough, quick thrusts that had her burning hotter and hotter. She panted from the burning hot the pressure in her pussy. Never had she been filled so deeply or so generously. He was almost too big for her; the walls of her pussy constricted on the intruding cock, trying to keep it in and push it out at the same time.

With a grunt, he readjusted his grip to hold her ass cheek in one big hand. He growled in pleasure as he squeezed that cheek hard. For a moment she marveled that he could hold her up so easily, but then his mouth found hers and she stopped thinking.

He pulled back from the kiss only after her lips started to numb. “You’re so fucking tight. I’m going to cum deep inside your sweet pussy,” he grunted between labored breaths.

The thickness inside her and the harshness of his words was too much; her pussy clenched hard around him drawing forth a harsh, satisfied shout. At the feel of her walls beginning to shudder with orgasm, he shoved quickly into her building fast to his own release. She moaned wildly as her body exploded like a million pleasure sensors were erupting in her body.

“That’s it baby, cum hard. Fuck,” he grunted, “You’re...going..to...make...me...blow.” Both hands went to her ass cheeks and held her tight as he lost control. Spearing her, taking her, Jeron pushed through those tight muscles, muscles tight enough to tell him she didn’t frequent this act much. For some reason that pleased him deeply.

He didn’t last another five strokes. He slammed home while her muscles still contracted over him like a vise and exploded, pumping his hot seed into her. He thrust threw her tight muscles once, twice, three more times as filled her pussy to the brink with cum.

Out of breath, Mina wrapped her arms around him. He buried his face in her breasts and together they caught their breath. He thrust one last time into her and groaned deeply as if savoring the feeling.

Jeron never saw the needle coming but he felt the sharp, painful prick in his neck. Quickly, he turned his face to meet her eyes and the look he saw there chilled his raging blood. I   “I’m sorry,” was all she could say. Jeron’s eyes fluttered and closed before he slumped to the cold floor.

Chapter 4

It’s easier to give and forget, then to give and keep. –Mina “the Mean”

Mina “the Mean” ended the call and chuckled. The Operator really couldn’t believe she’d done it, brought in the infamous space captain—her speechlessness was well worth the call. With a happy step, she went to the “jail room” as she liked to call it. A square pexi-glass window was the only way to see inside. She had to stand on her toes just to see through it.

There he was, still knocked out from her tranquilizer. She checked her watch: 5:34 a.m. To think she’d just brought him in a mere five hours ago, she thought. The whole evening had been crazy. She’d planned to seduce him, it was the perfect lure to capture him, and it worked like a charm. He took her into the stock room as she had predicted, allowing her to knock out the rear security guard with another tranq, and haul Jeron to the stolen taxi behind the bar.

Her eyes roved over the sloping planes of his back and butt.
Delicious.
She bit her lip at his unmoving state figured he was either asleep or just waiting for her to open the door. She knew how clever he was, and she was prepared to take extra precautions. She ensured the lock was secure and admired his tight ass in those pants before leaving.

A flash of guilt made her pause, but she quickly pushed it away. More than a few times—all right—a lot, she admitted, she found herself reminiscing over their time together. The way he smelled like ocean and sweat, the way he made her toes curl in her heels; how his hot mouth forcefully sucked her breasts as if he owned them, and her favorite, his big cock that fit so fully in her. She hated to admit it, but she’d never come so hard with a man before.

Honestly, she was so surprised with herself that she didn’t know what to think. She wasn’t some loose woman incapable of controlling her baser instincts—or at least she didn’t use to be. Her newfound passions had her wondering. There was just something about Jeron. Her feelings would only interfere with the job. She’d never had any problems separating herself from the job like this. She did the deed, got the job done, and that’s the end of it. Yet the pounding of her heart and the creamy honey pooling in her panties spoke otherwise.

Taking off her dress, she grabbed her nightwear top and dressed. So what if he fucked good? No, not good, she amended.
Fantastic.
Yawning, she climbed into bed. Minutes passed, but sleep didn’t come. The images, the smells, the tastes of him would not leave her.

The way he fucked her with such fierce passion made her feel...special, like she was
his.
Like he already knew what she liked and didn’t mind providing the goods. Jeron’s dark eyes glowed with arousal, his wide hips spread her legs open, and his cock filled her pussy so perfectly, gave her the best pleasure of her life. Fuck.

Sleep retreated further, until finally, fed up and aroused, she pushed down her bed sheet and panties. She closed her eyes and simply remembered.

How his cock was so thick, she wondered if she could get her mouth around it.
He fucked me so good.

Her hand grasped a heavy breast and squeezed while the other drew teasingly down her taut stomach, reaching for the soft, soaked folds of her lips. The very first touch of her clit was like lightning in her body.