his lap. They weren’t intimately linked anymore. All that moving he’d done had unseated him from inside her.
“I’m good.”
He sat up, and it made her almost tip backward off him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and jerked her upright, until she sat on his semi-hard cock. He kept her in his arms, holding her close.
Big regretted the no-gravity thing. He should have programmed the controls to restore gravity after a time but he’d been too eager to get his hands on Gemma. He’d wanted to seduce her, and had succeeded, but it wasn’t as smooth as he’d have liked.
He hadn’t even taken her top off. He slid his hands up her back now and snagged the material, gently pushing it up. Gemma lifted her arms to help. He threw the thing, promising to burn it later. It was biodegradable clone-issued clothing direct from the factory, and she deserved better.
The sight of her breasts made him hard all over again. It helped that she sat on his dick, her pussy still so wet.
He drew his knees up to brace her and sat up straighter, forcing her to lean back. He dipped his head and captured one of her nipples in his mouth. She clearly hadn’t expected that, and she sucked in a sharp breath. Big feasted on her. Her nipple hardened against his tongue and he nipped it with his teeth. Gemma’s moan made him more aroused, and he reached down, gripping her hips. He lifted her, wiggled his ass on the carpet until she was right where he wanted her, then eased her down onto his shaft.
Gemma dug her fingers into his shoulders and moaned as he settled all the way inside her. He probably should have given her some recovery time, but after years without sex—long before he escaped Clone World—he was horny as hell. He’d forgotten how amazing it felt to be buried balls deep inside a woman. He had a lot of time to make up for.
He used his hold on her hips to move her up and down. He released her breast from his mouth and went for the other. He’d missed that, too. Touching and tasting. He loved the way Gemma moaned and how one of her hands dug into his hair, her fingernails lightly scratching his scalp.
He released her breast when her pussy started to tighten to the point of near pain. He eased her down his shaft, released her hips, and held her close as he leaned back. Then he rolled over to pin Gemma under him.
He braced one arm to hold his upper body weight from hers and ordered her to spread her legs wider. She did it, and he slipped his hand between their bodies. He brushed his thumb against her clit, spread his legs to adjust the angle of his hips, and fucked her hard, thrusting his hips faster and faster. He rubbed her clit with his thumb all the while and watched her face. Gemma’s eyes were closed, her mouth open. Sexy moans poured from her throat—and then her features tensed, her head tilting back as her mouth opened wider.
“Come for me,” he rasped. He was going to blow. His balls were drawn up tight and he knew he couldn’t last much longer.
Gemma cried out his name and her pussy squeezed him, hard. He clenched his teeth, fighting to move inside her and that was it. He came hard, shooting his semen deep into her body.
He tore his hand away from her clit and threw his forearm down to keep from collapsing on top of her, crushing her with his weight. He swore right then that no matter what it took, he’d make damn sure she accepted what she was and remained with him.
He hadn’t been lying when he told Gemma he was keeping her.
Chapter Five
“I’m sorry.”
Gemma held still as Big rubbed a cool, creamy substance on her ass and lower back. Her skin burned slightly but the stuff he gently worked into her skin made it stop. She wasn’t even concerned that she lie face down on the bed with her hips over his lap. They were both still naked. She was too lost in her thoughts and a bit confused.
“Are the drugs wearing off, since I can feel pain?”
“This cream will heal you, Gemma. It takes about five minutes. I stole a crate of it as well from that transport. It’s for minor surface skin injuries for clones.”
“No, I mean…I was burned. I didn’t feel