He stepped away from her and she heard a zipper and fabric moving but when she tried to turn to look back at him, he held her down. He gently folded her arms under her chest and then held her tightly with his arm so she couldn't pull away. He roughly pushed her pants down, kicking them the rest of the way off with his feet so he didn't have to release her.
She squeaked in shock as he slid a finger inside of her. She had never felt that before. He was sliding it in and out, pressing against something that felt amazing if she could just get past the embarrassment of being so exposed. She tried to move away. Panic had kicked in and she needed room to clear her head. "Shh" He soothed, adding another finger and thrusting them harder into her and forcing rational thoughts from her mind. "Not this time, baby, shh, just relax, I promise I won't hurt you." He pulled out and began rubbing circles against her clit, making her cry out. He groaned in response. She felt something warm and smooth and much larger than his fingers pressing against her now. He squeezed her torso tightly with his restraining arm and he pushed into her. Partway in he felt the resistance from her lack of experience. He was going to claim her innocence. He reached between her legs with his free hand, rubbing her clit until she started moaning again and then he thrust into her with full force. Breaking through the barrier. She felt a sharp pain and cried for him to stop, but he only shushed her and continued his steady thrusting. She felt so impossibly full with him inside her. "It gets better, love, so much better." He showered kisses all over her back, everywhere he could reach from that angle. His hips thrusting in and out combined with his pressure on her clit was starting to override her pain, ebbing into a disorienting pleasure.
"Oh God, Sterling." She cried out as his thrusting grew more frenzied and he rubbed faster on her clit.
"Come on Shara." He murmured into her back, and bit softly into her skin, "Come with me now."
He thrust harder and harder, the pleasure building and building until Shara exploded in wave after wave of pleasure. She saw stars that gave way to waves that pulsed through her over and over again as Sterling's own release shot deep inside her.
They stayed like that for what felt like decades with Sterling breathing heavily against her back. As reality slowly filtered back into view. She wanted to be mad at him for not giving her the space to think this time, to know this was what she had wanted, but she was so lazily sated, she just wanted to curl into him and purr like a cat. She was too relaxed, trapped in his arms as she still was, to even care that she had just compared herself to a silly housepet.
"God, you're beautiful." He said as he pulled away, letting her arms free. She didn't move. She was still too sated.
She felt his softening bulk as he slid out of her. She couldn't help but writhe back against him. Her body remembered the pleasure and yearned for more already. Wow, Sharla, her inner voice piped in. One round on the man stick and you're a freaking insatiable nympho already. Get a grip on yourself.
He chuckled darkly as he felt her push back towards him, her body silently begging him to take her again and again. He pulled her up instead, turning her to sit with her face him so he could taste her lips again. She sighed lustfully, parting her lips eagerly, sucking at his insistent tongue. His hands winding up into her hair, caressing her scalp felt amazing. She was shocked when she felt his hardness growing again against her thigh. She looked down nervously; slightly afraid to look at the part of him that had just torn apart her innocence with such violent pleasure. He smiled knowingly. "You can touch it." He said in encouragement.
She gulped, reaching out to grasp his hardness in her hand. She was amazed at its silkiness.
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Her hand on his cock had him instantly rock hard again. Her lips parted in curious amazement and a bashful hunger. She had felt so good around him; he knew he could take her again and again and still be left wanting. She was becoming a drug for him and though he knew it would only grow stronger, he had no desire to quit her just yet. He moved himself back and forth in her hand so she could get the idea. She was a fast learner and was pumping his shaft enthusiastically. He longed to guide her to her knees so he could thrust into her mouth, pushing into her until he was fucking her throat, but she wouldn't be ready for that just yet. The thought of her lips on him instead of her delicate hand pumping away was almost too much. He almost climaxed again just thinking of it. It would be worth the wait, he had no doubt. He pulled her mouth back to his, thrusting his tongue into her and then pulling back to suck on her pouty bottom lip. She was insanely delicious.
He kept one hand in her hair since she seemed to like that and slid his other hand down to her waist, teasing her with feathery touches of his fingertips tracing circles along her skin until he slid lower, finding her folds still dripping from his seed that he'd pumped into her. That thought had him bordering on the precipice. Not that he wanted kids just yet, but the thought of his seed laying claim inside of her got his blood pumping furiously. He rubbed against her clit for a few minutes, feeling the firmness of her arousal. Finally he thrust his fingers back inside of her. He smiled darkly as he watched her pretty green eyes cloud with desire. He found that spot that seemed to excite her the most and he rubbed over and over it while she pumped her hand harder and harder on his shaft. If he was going to take her again, now was the time, before she pulled it from him with that hand of hers. He pulled her hand off and aligned himself with her entrance, pausing to watch the desire in her eyes war with nervous hesitation. Her hesitation only made him crazier with need and he thrust roughly into her. She cried out in pleasure.
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He was inside her again. Making her feel things she'd never even dreamed. And she loved every second of it. Her body was arching to meet him thrust for thrust; in and out he slid his hardness over and over, until she felt the building pleasure reaching the explosive point again. His hands were busy massaging her breasts, and pulling her nipples.
"Please, Sterling." She cried, not even recognizing her own voice.
He claimed her mouth hungrily and found her clit with his fingers, pinching and rubbing it. "Come for me again, my little doll." He breathed against her lips and her body reacted to his words, her world exploded into intense pleasure. Even stronger than the last time, and it just kept going as he drove into her again and again until she felt him shudder and join her in the tidal waves of thoughtless sensation.
A faint golden light danced for Shara, following the rhythm of the waves slowly easing from her pleasure. But even when the pleasure had fading to a tingling memory, the light continued to dance and her mind fought to understand it. "Sterling! The core!" She exclaimed as realization came to her in a rush of excitement.
He followed her look, pulling away from her in a sloppy mess to go look at the core pulsing with energy.
He reached out a finger to carefully touch it and a surge of silver light pulsed into the gold, and the two colors of molten light swirled inside, growing brighter with his touch. Wherever he touched it, silver streaks appeared, darting trails into the swirling mass and back to his fingers.
Shara pulled her pants on over her sticky legs; she'd definitely need to shower when she got home; and went to stand by Sterling. She reached out her own hand tentatively towards the core, gasping in amazement as the gold swirls reacted to her. She could feel small pulses of energy flow in through her fingers and on into her arm and tingle through her body. Not unlike the pleasurable waves of sensation Sterling had just given her.
"That's it?" He said in disbelief. Still mesmerized by the glowing cylinder. "That's what fuels it?" He put both hands on it, closing his eyes as his dark hair blew back softly with an unseen wind. "Raw energy." He whispered. After a long moment, he let go, turning to meet Shara's curious eyes. "You are a pilot." He said more in amazement than disbelief. "Why aren't you assigned?"
She looked down at her feet that were still bare. "My family is in the work force. We're simple laborers. My blood parents must have been pilots but they didn't have me documented. They left me as an infant with the only family I have ever known."
"You need to start asking more questions, little doll." He chided, tilting her chin up so she was looking into his eyes again. She scowled slightly at the nick name. She wasn't sure she liked it. It made her feel small and weak, neither of which she had any desire to be.
