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The Resolute IV	By : laloga13 Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 4374 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Brenna wasn't sure what she loved more: the effect that he had on her, or the way he knew the effect he had on her, and so used it to their mutual advantage. Though he'd known next to nothing of sex when they'd begun their relationship, he'd mastered the basics pretty quickly, and had moved on to more advanced aspects with alacrity. Rex's eagerness never ceased to amaze and humble her; he was always just as willing to give as he was to receive. He wanted her just as she wanted him, in every way, and she was overcome with happiness at the notion.
The whisper of Rex's breath against her ear as he spoke to her was nearly her undoing, but the moment he began to leave a trail of kisses down her neck, to her breasts, she couldn't help but whimper his name. She felt his smile against her skin, then his lips closed around her right nipple and her mind went blank.
Languidly, his tongue swept across the rigid bead of flesh and she arched her back if only to press her body that much closer to his, because she wanted – she needed – more of this man. All of him. She tried to say something to that effect, but she couldn't make any sound other than another breathless whimper.
While he worked her with his mouth, his fingers danced over her other nipple, pinching with just the right amount of firmness; the combination of his hands and his mouth sent ripples of pleasure directly to her core and she felt her hips thrust up involuntarily. Against her thigh, his cock was rock-hard and rigid, and she wanted nothing more than to feel him inside of her, but he continued his caress of her nipples with agonizing slowness.
His request before their shower notwithstanding, Rex was patient. She knew this quite well; he'd said he was hers for the night, and she knew that he meant it and that he would be able to drive her back into a frenzy if he kept this up for much longer. Kriff, she was desperate for him again, and she was barely ten minutes from her last orgasm.
Brenna groaned again.
The noise made him chuckle, then he lifted his eyes to hers. “Something wrong?”
“More,” she managed to gasp, adding another tilt of her hips to get the message across.
“Really?” His mock-serious tone made her smile; sometimes his teasing side took her by surprise, but she was always delighted when it surfaced. “I suppose I can manage that.”
With that, his body shifted again as his mouth began to trail down her torso, towards her hips, and she sighed in anticipation of what was to come. When he reached the apex of her thighs, he paused only to caress her skin with his fingertips and his lips while he seemed to consider his next movement. There was a faint exhalation of his warm breath on her core, and she felt her body quivering with his closeness, then he slid his hands along her inner thighs, towards her center, where he began to stroke her soaking folds even as he looked up and studied her face.
All of this she was only vaguely aware of, as the moment he'd touched her, she'd nearly been lost to the ripples of pleasure that had shuddered through her body. Now, her eyes opened and she watched him watching her; she could see that his breath was growing shorter, that he was riveted by her reactions to what he was doing, both of which only heightened her arousal. Her hands gripped the sheets of her bunk and she felt her body start to writhe under his touch, under his gaze, and she groaned his name again, this time adding please.
The warm tinge of gold in his eyes seemed to darken with this word, and he obliged her. Rex dropped his head; a moment later she gasped as she felt his tongue dart across the sensitive folds of her center, testing, teasing, and her eyes closed because every part of her awareness needed to focus on his touch, on the warm press of his hands against her thighs and the supple movement of his mouth over her core.
It was slow at first, gentle and light as he flicked his tongue across her swollen skin, though gradually he began to explore her a little more, slowly, slowly, as if he were savoring her essence, and that thought alone nearly sent her to the brink.
The next thing she knew, his hand moved from her thigh and he slid two of his fingers inside of her, finding the pearl of her clit and massaging it with just the right amount of pressure while he worked her with his mouth, and she gave a soft cry at the combined actions. Heat began to build within her core; pleasure spiraled through her entire body, winding tighter and tighter with each moment, and she thought she would come apart at the seams, because she wanted him so badly, wanted him to fill her body with his own, but all she could do was suck in her breath and twine her hands within the sheets.
Rex knew just what he was doing; he increased his pace and the pressure just a bit, and she couldn't help but gasp out his name right before her orgasm overtook her body and mind. The tight spirals of pleasure that he'd built within her uncoiled all at once, and suddenly her head was spinning with the force of the release even as his tongue, his mouth, his strong, agile fingers continued their pace within her, as if he was relishing every moment.
When she could open her eyes, she saw him sit up and regard her with a mixture of amusement, arousal, and pride that was purely Rex. He said nothing to her, merely watched in satisfaction as her body shuddered with the aftershocks of her orgasm, until he moved forward again, the muscles of his back and arms shifting as he came up to her face. When he kissed her, she could taste herself, but she didn't care in the slightest. As he'd repositioned himself, she felt the head of his cock graze her core, and she found that she was eager to feel him inside of her, completely, so she tilted her hips upward and gave a soft hmm of pleasure against his mouth.
They parted and he glanced down, where his tip was now buried within her; he looked back into her eyes and said in a hopeful voice that was more than a little breathless: “You're ready to go again?”
“Oh, Force,” she gasped, lifting her legs upward to wrap around his hips and pull him closer, so that now she could feel his head just barely brushing her clit. “Yes, Rex...please...don't stop...”
At her words, he made a deep, masculine noise of pleasure. His eyes remained locked on hers as he slid his cock inside of her, burying himself completely in an instant, which reminded her that his vast stores of patience were not infinite, even though at first he kept his movements controlled and steady.
Even though she'd climaxed so recently, she could feel her body responding to his actions, reacting to his closeness on a level that she'd never felt with anyone else; she simply could not get enough of this man, so she tightened her legs around his waist, urging him deeper, harder, faster, and adding his name as further encouragement to let go, to hold nothing of himself back.
In response to her eagerness, Rex gave a groan, then she felt his thrusts strengthen, felt his pace increase. His head had dropped so that they were only a breath apart, and his eyes were half-closed; she realized that he was watching her even as he was growing lost in his own pleasure, and the notion touched her like nothing else. Brenna reached her hands up and gripped his upper arms, savoring the way his muscles bunched and tightened as his body moved, and she watched as his eyes opened a little more, as if to make sure that she was still enjoying herself.
“Yes,” she managed to answer to the question he'd not asked. Rex made no reply other than a second, incoherent murmur, then she felt his movements strengthen again as he allowed himself to drop completely into his own pleasure.
She let herself go, too. Her body was so relaxed and eager, and it was not long before she felt another orgasm begin to build within her center, so she savored the roiling wave of pleasure that was approaching, because Rex's movements were becoming increasingly erratic. His mouth was open and his eyes were squeezed shut, and she felt him thrust inside of her – harder than ever – once, twice, three times before he cried out as heat flooded her body. The sight and sound of him, the physical sensations as much as the knowledge that he'd let himself go, were all her undoing this time, and Brenna couldn't suppress another cry as she found her release, again.
For the first few moments of the aftermath neither one of them could do anything more than try to catch their breath. Other than to brace himself above her on his elbows, he didn't move and she kept her legs wrapped around his waist. Finally he exhaled and met her eyes, allowing her to see the unabashed joy that was in his gaze.
Even after they'd become intimate, she was never quite prepared when she saw him truly happy, truly at peace, and the expression always caught her off-guard. Still coming out of a haze, he blinked at her. “What is it?”
Brenna smiled at him and skimmed her hand through his cropped hair, causing his eyes to close again and a shiver to pass over his skin. “Just thinking how much I love you.”

His features sharpened as he seemed to shake off the haze from his orgasm; he bent his head and kissed her cheek, just once, then met her eyes again. “I love you, too.”
She pulled him in for another kiss, where they remained until he pulled back and gave her a rather satisfied look. Now it was her turn. “What?”
Rex grinned. “This was definitely worth the wait.”
“Agreed,” she replied. “Except now we need another shower.”
Happily, it was a long night.
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