Ar'Tok - Alana Khan Page 0,49
the opposite sex other than my father only one week ago, but I realize I’m a dirty, dirty girl.
I flick the covers off Ar’Tok to see that although his head may be pounding in pain, his cock is up for anything. Swiping my fingers into the thickest part of the decoration, I paint the creamy frosting up and down his beckoning cock.
I crawl between his legs, make sure I have his full and complete attention, and suck the remainder of the rainbow of sweet color off my fingers. Naughty, wicked me takes her time sucking every digit clean, my head bobbing, my tongue swirling, until he groans.
“Oh, Ar’Tok,” I say with false concern. “Does your head hurt that bad? Should I let you go back to sleep?” I give him a flirty pout and wait for his response as I keep sucking my fingers even louder now.
“I’m less concerned about my throbbing head than I am about my cock. I wouldn’t want to get the sheets dirty.”
“You’re right. We wouldn’t want to be bad guests, would we?”
Grabbing the meat of his thighs, my thumbs mere inches from his balls, I ease down toward his straining cock so slowly I wonder if it will kill him. By the sheer intensity of his moan, you’d think this was a torture chamber, not a bedroom.
An hour later, our headaches are a thing of the past, the sheets are so smeared with frosting we strip the bed and roll them in a ball as discreetly as two debauched individuals can do, and we can’t wipe the satisfied smiles off our faces.
“You’re sure you don’t want to stay in our room all day?” Ar’Tok asks for the tenth time. “I’ve never been in a hotel before, but I think all we’d have to do is call the front desk, and they’ll bring us new sheets. I think Ergonn is paying them enough that they’ll even make our bed for us.”
“Crap. I forgot. We need to be at the warehouse at 1900 to meet Ergonn and check on the bots. We’re supposed to meet our gladiatorial guard in the grand foyer at 1815.”
“Remind me again what will happen if you don’t do this? Can’t we just wait until day seven?”
“If we’re not there on time, Mr. Hardass Cartel guy will think I’ve tricked him and am stealing his money. He’ll worry that the wrath of the entire Federation will be brought to bear on him. He will not only blame me, but he will blame every male and female on both of our ships. And he will punish them. And by punish, I mean kill.
“So we will be in the front hall at 1815, arrive at the warehouse at 1900, and I will do a thorough demonstration to assure him that this project is going well. We don’t want him to go postal.”
“What’s on our agenda?”
“Mount Kimanji.”
Ar’Tok
“What’s on Mount Kimanji? A zoo? A placid lake we can swim in? Native dancers?” I know I should have looked through all the brochures, but I’ve been preoccupied by my pretty companion.
“A mountain,” she answers sweetly.
“Yes, but what attractions?”
“The mountain.” Her brow furrows as if I’m dense.
“Mountains are beautiful from afar,” I tell her.
“We’re going to climb it.”
As a male who lived most of his life in a ten-by-ten cell, I spent many hours every day exercising. I invented a thousand ways to force my body to get stronger. That and reading were my only pastimes. I have no aversion to exertion, but climbing a mountain? And Star isn’t in great shape, living full time in space makes peoples’ muscles soft no matter how much they exercise.
“Let me make sure I’ve got this right. We’re on planet Paragon. Most people refer to it as the Pleasure Planet because it offers a multitude of enjoyments, and you want to huff and puff up a mountain?”
“It was on my bucket list.” She shrugs. “I already told all the females we’d be going today.”
I nod at her. “It was the shrug, Star. You got me with that adorable shrug. Climbing mountains it is. Only after you tell me what a bucket list is.”
“A list of things you want to do before you die.”
“Ah. I have a bucket list a mille long.” Although I must admit, many of them have been ticked off the list in the last few days. And her licking cake frosting off my cock? That wasn’t on the list—but it should have been.
An hoara later, after a quick stop