channeled a lot of…ahem, filthy thoughts, into my book. I pull open my file and start to flick the document up, looking for a suitably clean scene.
Nassakth reaches over and stops me. "Why do you not read the scene you are on?"
"Because…um, just because."
He shakes his head. "Read it to me. Just start. I will not laugh."
I swallow hard and shift on the corner of the bed. This is harder to do than I thought. I flip back down to the end of the document with a touch of my finger and let out a breath (and it sounds a lot like a whimper when it comes out). I know exactly what I was writing when I left off. It's an oral scene, only partially (okay mostly) inspired by Nassakth and his mouth.
I clear my throat, stalling. "It's really not very good—"
"I'll be the judge of that."
Nassakth just isn't going to let it go. Taking a deep, steeling breath, I begin to read. "Lady Anna hiked up her skirts as high as she dared, showing a bit of ankle. Immediately, Lachlan pressed his mouth there and began to move upward. The lady dared not speak as the fierce highland lord moved up from her foot to her knee, kissing the entire way. His head was under her skirts and she was behaving shamelessly, but she didn't care. Surely someone would see them. Surely someone would hear the small cries she was making, yet she couldn't remain silent. Not when his mouth was moving toward her secret pleasure zone—"
Nassakth makes a sound. "What is a secret pleasure zone?"
"You said you weren't going to mock me," I cry, putting the datapad aside. "So I'm not a great writer. So—"
He puts a finger over my lips, silencing me. "First, my mate, I would warn you to be quiet, as this is an older ship and the walls are likely thin. They will hear everything we say unless we remember to keep our voices low."
"Well now I really don't want to read to you," I grumble around his finger.
"Also, I ask because I do not know what a secret pleasure zone is. Is it the cunt or am I neglecting a part of your body that I should not?" The look on his face is downright worried.
Oh.
He's not mocking me. He's just making sure he gave me a good time when we were together. That eases some of my distress, though I'm still blushing as I explain. "It's, you know, her pussy."
"Poo-see?" Nassakth tilts his head. "Like a cat?"
"Like a cunt." Jeez, I'm going to be permanently red in the face. I'm a grown-ass woman, so why is this so freaking embarrassing?
"Ah." Nassakth ponders this. "You may continue reading. I find this educational."
"It's not supposed to be educational," I grumble, but I pick up the datapad again. "It's supposed to be entertaining."
"I am vastly entertained," he murmurs. "Please. Go on."
I scroll over the text, looking for the spot I stopped in when Nassakth leans over and pulls my legs into his lap. "What are you doing?"
"I am getting you comfortable so you can continue reading." He slides out from under my legs and then I'm laying on the side of the bed, still clutching the datapad. "Here, take your shoes off."
I watch him as he pulls one of my shoes off, and then the other. His big fingers skim over my ankle, and then he glances up at me. "Well?"
"Well what?"
"Keep reading. As I said, this is very educational."
Like I'm supposed to concentrate when all of this is going on? I shoot him a narrow-eyed look and try to focus. "Where was I…okay." I find the spot and lower my voice. "Not when his mouth was moving toward her secret pleasure zone, the spot that ached whenever he kissed her—"
My words break off in a squeak as Nassakth glides his hands up my trou and activates the auto-fastener. It falls open and he pulls the fabric from my legs, leaving me in nothing but my tunic and a pair of panties.
"What are you doing?" I whisper.
"I thought it was obvious." Nassakth leans in and begins to kiss my ankle. "I am heading for your secret pleasure zone. You said it was aching, did you not?" He leans forward, his lips brushing over my skin.
"T-that's in the story." Mostly. It's also happening to me, but I don't admit that. "I thought you said they could hear everything we do. That the walls are thin."
"They will,