Hot Target

by Nathalie Gray

  “Reach under the pillow, the purple one,” she said, pointing.

  “Which one, they’re all purple to me.” He dug around under a pillow, found nothing.

  “Men. This isn’t purple,” she countered, pointing to what he thought was a purple pillow. “It’s mau-ve. And this one here is fuch-sia and this one la-ven-der.”

  All of them registered as “pur-ple” to him but he shrugged. “Sure, whatever you say, baby. What am I looking for?”

  His fist closed over a slick and smooth rod that tapered to a rounded point. He pulled it out with a big grin on his face. A candy-pink dildo gleamed in his hand when he looked down at it.

  “That’s your ex?”

  Kim made a face at him and took it from his hand. “I’ll make you sorry you laughed at him.”

  “What? You gave him a name too, I’ll wager?” Women.

  When she winked and licked the tip of it, Titan shut the hell up and made himself even more comfortable. Now this, he meant to enjoy to the last drop.

  Her heart beat fast. Kim swallowed and closed her eyes. This would’ve been much easier with a bit of pick-me-up. She should’ve had a drink or five.

  She let her mind follow the music, tried to ignore the gorgeous man sprawled on her bed, staring at her with the most intent, burning gaze ever, his skilled mouth ready to take her again.

  She couldn’t move at first, only swayed slightly from side to side but the rhythm picked up, the bass drowned everything else. Ah, she loved this one. Imagining herself back at Land’s End, Kim started to pump her thighs, bobbing her head side to side. She added a bit of hip to the mix. A full rotation. Some shoulder-rolling and bouncing on the spot. When the bass gave way to a long piece of brisk machine rhythm—she loved that part—Kim let the dildo slide down the middle of her belly then angled it along her cleft. A light rub was enough to bring on the juice. Sending her hips far to the sides, Kim made a complete rotation, her other hand splayed on her thigh, going up and down, up and down.

  When she peeked at him, she spotted Titan biting down so hard, muscles twitched at his jaw. A massive erection tented his pants while circles of darker green dampened his armpits. He already looked like he needed another shave. She had him grinding his teeth and sweating. Good.

  Now turning on the spot repeatedly, Kim dipped the tip of her dildo in her pussy and pushed it in. Heat accompanied the toy as it unfolded her clenching vagina. After she slid it out, she threw it on the bed, right by Titan’s hand and kissed the air.

  He ran his forefinger along the length of pink plastic and brought it to his lips. When his finger went into his mouth, Kim thought she was going to throw herself at him. Instead, she danced closer, teasingly close, bent at the waist and flicked his tie once. Planting her feet on either side of his—he’d scooted closer to the edge of the bed during her “performance”—she grabbed his tie knot and jerked it sideways to loosen it. His muscled neck contracted, his shoulders bunched. A subtle hint of his cologne reached her. She inhaled with her eyes partly closed. Another yank and the tie came undone in her hands. Kim stretched it out with both hands before looping it behind his neck and pulling him close. He sat on the edge of the bed and planted his feet in between hers.

  “You like to watch, don’t you?”

  Titan nodded. His metal tooth gleamed when his upper lip curled in a feral smile.

  His tie in one fist, she unzipped her suit down to her navel. Her breasts parted the tight layer of latex, showed the black lace bra underneath. His eyes flared, as did his nostrils. She’d figured he was a black lace kind of guy more than purple.

  “Do you like what you see so far?”

  “Yes.”

  The brusque reply confirmed she had him exactly where she wanted him. On the brink of cavemanness. A feeling of power swelled her chest. She had this big, muscular man trapped between her knees and there was nothing he could do—or wanted to do—about it.

  “Do you want to see more?”

  She noticed his fists clenched and unclenched sporadically. A bead of sweat ran down his temple and under his jaw.

  “Get my toy,” she said, pointing with her free hand at the pink dildo behind him.

  He reached back and hurriedly retrieved the toy.

  “Rub me with it.”

  His fist around the thing like it’d done him wrong, Titan rubbed the toy along her thigh, up, down, in circular motions. He then slid it all the way up between her breasts before going back down below her navel. The diamond twinkled when he flicked it with the tip of the dildo.

  A shock of pleasure raced through her. She planted her feet a bit wider. “Now put it in me.”

  Titan angled his arm downward so the toy pointed up and let it glide slowly, teasingly, up to her cleft, but he retreated right away and returned to her thighs instead.

  “I said put it in,” Kim repeated. She could feel a climax coming and didn’t want to ruin it.

  His gaze on hers, Titan smiled then teased her entry again, even going as far as parting her lips. Kim jerked down, meaning to skewer herself over the toy but Titan was quicker and pulled it too low for her to reach.

  With a curse, she meant to grab his hand but he seized hers. “Game over, Ballistic Kim. It’s my turn.”

  A sharp jab of excitement hit her in the stomach. She clenched her teeth and watched as he languorously passed close to her drenched pussy, never close enough to be effective though, and retreated. The tip of her dildo glistened with her honey. Man, she wanted it in, like now!

  “You want it bad, huh?”

  She could’ve slapped the smug grin off his face. “It’s not funny anymore. Come on.”

  “Before you can play with this one,” Titan replied, “You have to play with this one first.”

  She grinned widely when he patted his crotch. The man only needed to ask. Jeez!

  Kim went to kneel but he stopped her with his hand cupped under her sex. “I don’t think so. You made me wait. So I’m gonna make you wait too.”

  Titan stood, towering over her, and pulled his zipper down. With a sigh of contentment, he heaved his cock out and weighed it like one would a purse full of coins. His balls bounced. Kim ached to take it all in her mouth. Saliva pooled under her tongue.

  “First this one,” he said, fisting his own cock and bringing it upward. “And then, this one.”

  He released her and Kim practically sank to her knees with arousal. Two cocks, both big and warm and held by the same delectably skilled man. What more could a girl want!

  Kim slapped his hand away and seized his member in both her fists. With a growl, she wolfed it all down her throat and pumped furiously. Already salty nectar awakened her taste buds, forced her to quench the primal urge to bite down over the meaty shaft and shake her head with a triumphant roar.

  “No, baby,” he said after a while, pulling his cock out. “You don’t get to play with the same one too long. Now it’s his turn.” He put the fake penis right beside his own and held one in each fist.

  Kim nearly ripped it out of his hand when she seized it and pulled the entire length into her mouth, sucking and licking, pressing her lips until they were numb, lavishing on the plastic rendition all the violence she’d wanted to unleash on Titan. He planted his feet wider when she unbalanced him with a particularly powerful draw.

  “Time’s up.”

  Bouncing on her knees now, pushing her head against the man’s belly and crotch, Kim took his real cock in her mouth while her hands squeezed and rolled his heavy balls.

  “Easy, easy, there’s enough to go around,” he murmured as he rubbed the toy along her cheek.

  Gathering both in her hands, Kim sucked one then the other in quick succession, pumped them until her arms ached, slapped them against her outstretched tongue, against her lips, until Titan pulled his own out and pushed the other penis into her mouth.

  He stole the last cock from her hungry mouth. “Stand up.”

  She did, going for his meaty shaft again but he pushed he
r hand away. “That game is over, baby. Another’s just started. Got any lube somewhere?”

  Kim tried not to leap over to her dresser and make a complete pathetic fool of herself. It’s in here somewhere, she snarled mentally as she rummaged through the first drawer. Ah.

  Grinning, she whirled around and held the clear tube triumphantly. “Got it!”

  “Get down on the bed.”

  With a pronounced lick of her lips, she leaped onto the bed and rolled on her back, her legs spreading wide on either side of her. The music made her want to fuck fast and hard.

  He shook his head. “Not this way.” Displaying incredible strength, he hooked his hand under her knee and flipped her onto her belly. “Pass the tube.”

  Excitement turned to primitive impulse as she stuck her butt up and out, leaned down on her elbows and waited for his cock.

  What she got instead was a tongue lashing that sent her spiraling downward into a chaos of orgasmic convulsions. She came again and again. Leaning her head on the mattress, she pulled her ass cheeks wide apart so he’d have more room, could devour her deeply and entirely. And it seemed like he would, would consume her flesh, drink her soul through her cleft and greedily slurp it all in. When a finger—or a dildo—began to rub her tender clit, Kim squashed her face in the mattress and cried out.

  Then her cleft was left bereft. Cool air tickled her swollen lips. She turned to watch him take—no rip—his shirt off. Buttons landed in small clicks on the floor. Shoes thudded somewhere. The pants disappeared below his knees. He kicked them aside, yanked his socks off and that was how Kim knew Titan was beyond the edge. He’d always managed to control himself enough to care where his clothes landed, or at least try to hook his jacket somewhere or other. Not this time. He towered behind her, muscles banded, both large cocks in his fists, an expression bordering on violence tightening his handsome face.

  Kim cried in delight when he bit his bottom lip, snarling, and rammed into her. The ferocity of her orgasm shocked her. She came hard. She couldn’t suppress the intense response and a long, high-pitched keen escaped her.

  The tiny, unmistakable sound of lube squirting out made her grin. Oh this was going to be good!

  When she thought pleasure couldn’t possibly be more potent, Titan entered her ass with the dildo, cold gel made her squeeze her cheeks. He sank slowly at first then with more energy until he managed both cocks with equal force and cadence. She felt stretched to the burning point. His free arm, he kept wrapped around her waist. Her fists bunched in the mattress proved to be the only thing keeping her from sprawling under his assault. Her wrists ached, her arms trembled but the sensations seemed faint compared to the pounding he was giving her. His name resounded so many times it became garbled, incoherent, indistinguishable amid the thunderous beat of the music and his vigorous and rhythmic grunts.

  Sweat connected them from knees to hips, inside and outside the latex, fused them together in one writhing mass of aching muscles and shuddering flesh.

  “Baby,” he snarled, “Look at me.”

  Kim contorted her neck and shoulders so she could watch what he did to her. The sight of him, sweat pouring down his temples, beading his bruised chest and arms where rippled an assortment of muscles, overwhelmed her senses until she thought she’d pass out from the intensity.

  A great shudder shook his upper body. Titan squeezed his eyes shut and pulled the dildo out of her, threw it far from him so he could grab her hips.

  Kim crossed her ankles behind his butt while he used his cock like a pestle, pounded and ground into her.

  His voice filled her tiny cabin. Soon hers joined it, and their cries of ecstasy drowned even the music. Orgasms rocketed through her body. Titan gave one mighty push that sent them both sprawling on the mattress where his weight drove the air from her. Fire like molten metal shot into her womb in tiny squirts and Kim milked him, wrung him and clutched him until she knew he had spent his last drop.

  Murmuring “baby, baby, baby” in her ear, he rolled onto his side and took her with him so they could lay encased one against the other. His cock still filled her pleasantly, though the stretch was diminishing by the second.

  After a while, Kim didn’t even move when she felt him pull out and sheath his penis between her thighs. Soon his breathing deepened and she felt him fall asleep despite the music still blaring.

  * * * * *

  Titan woke with the feeling his dick was going to fall off. He jerked up, fully awake and cringed when he realized Kim slept beside him, wearing only a satisfied curve to her lip.

  Watching her sleep could easily become his favorite hobby. When she worked her jaw and made suckling noises deep in her throat, Titan grinned and shook his head.

  His whole body ached and throbbed. Drokesh’s beating and Kim’s forceful handling had left him bruised and battered and there wasn’t a thing in the world he’d change about it. Well, except for the beating part, that he gladly could’ve done without.

  All of which brought him to Plan B. Never leave home without one.

  Drokesh would have to be dealt with, no doubt about that, but they’d have to find a way to flush him out first. Yithians were so damn arrogant, Titan was sure he could arrange for the crime lord to come sniffing around. Then Titan would spring his trap. The murderous thoughts entertained him as he watched Kim sleep.

  A few minutes later, he’d worked himself into a lather of lust again and caught his hand reaching out to her. Trying not to wake her and still satisfy his thirst, Titan brushed his forefinger gently along the swell of her small breasts. Her body responded to him even when she was sleeping.

  For fuck’s sake, leave the poor girl alone. Titan rolled off the bed as gently as he could, picked up the awful mess of clothes and things and padded to the tiny cubicle where he slid the door closed and managed to get his frame into the tiny shower. The stall rattled when he stepped out and reached for a towel he could’ve sworn was right there on the heating pipes above his head. It wasn’t anymore.

  He poked his head around the stall and spotted Kim leaning against the doorjamb, the towel pinched between two fingers. “This what you’re looking for?”

  They were fucking again, standing against the bulkhead before he was even dry. Another long shower followed, one with very pleasant company this time. Dry and clothed, her cabin in relative order, Titan followed Kim as she marched for the bridge. She must have concocted something too for she had that sparkle in her eye—reckless, defiant—the one that made him crazy.

  “I’ve been thinking about something,” Kim announced as she clicked furiously on…Titan wasn’t sure what it was. It could’ve been some black polymer squid for all he knew. “I think we should concentrate on smaller weapons, you know, because not everyone has a ship. Have you tested the market for small arms?”

  Titan shook his head. “No, actually, I’ve been busy trying to find a way to put holes in Drokesh. And I think I’ve got a good one.”

  “No,” she replied way too fast for his taste. “I don’t want to go chasing after him.”

  “What do you mean? After all he’s done to you—and to me—you don’t want a piece of his ass?”

  Titan realized too late he’d spoken harshly and since he’d never apologized in his life—not once—he shifted tightly from one foot to the other while Kim crossed her arms and looked away. Shit. He really was a Cro-Magnon.

  “I’m…huh, I’m sorry, okay. My brain caught on too late.”

  “It’s okay,” she began, shrugged and looked out the porthole. “Of course I want to open his can.”

  “But…?”

  “But it’s too dangerous.”

  “You can take care of yourself from what I could see.”

  “There’s not just me anymore. I’ve already lost a partner, I’m not losing another one, especially not you.”

  “I told you I didn’t do anything to that bodyguard of yours. She was already gone when I—” Her words caught up, finally, to his brain. “What do you m
ean ‘especially’ me?”

  A deep blush rouged her cheeks. She looked away hurriedly, mumbled something incomprehensible and resumed working on her squid.

  Titan shielded the screen with his hand, forcing her to acknowledge him. “What did you mean, Kim? I need to know.”

  “I like you, that’s what. Happy now?” she retorted with a pronounced roll of her eyes. “This is just totally embarrassing.”

  I like you.

  Titan rolled that one in his brain for a bit, savoring the sound, tasting the contour, poked its tender middle to watch how it reacted. After a while, he grinned through his aborted anger. “I like you too, baby. See? It didn’t even hurt.”

  Titan cringed and made to reach for his gun—which he didn’t have—when Kim dropped the squid and threw herself on him. Shit, he should work on his responses around her. She hugged him fiercely, her head against his chest.

  Tentatively at first then with more assertiveness, Titan wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her lithe figure. It must have been the first time he touched the girl without his cock wanting to see what the fuss was about. And for some reason, he was proud of it, proud he could like Ballistic Kim on another level than sex—not that one excluded the other. Hell no!

  Chapter Nine

  “Whoa, maaan,” Kim said as she closed her eyes and leveled the Femme Metal off. “You really need flying lessons.”

  A few kilometers to starboard, Titan’s ship crabbed for several seconds before he was able to control his heading. He must have burned twice as much fuel as necessary with the constant adjustments.

  “If you weren’t going so damn fast, you’d be able to steer better.”

  In the viewscreen, she saw him grimacing. “You sound like my mom.”

  She made a rude gesture a few inches from the vidcaptor so the viewscreen on his ship would relay her sentiment clearly.

  Titan rolled his eyes.

  “I don’t like your plan,” Kim blurted out after chewing on her bottom lip for a while. The bits of dry skin bothered her.