Pulling Your Leg - Chapter 6 Pulling Your Leg
Chapter Six


This wasn’t the first time Trip and Hoshi had been to movie night aboard Enterprise, but it was the first time they had gone as a couple. They had been ‘courtin’’ for two weeks now, having dinner together almost every night. No matter how hard Hoshi goaded Trip, he was the perfect gentleman. Sure some of their dates had resulted in heavy petting, but Trip always stopped before things went the distance. Rats!

Currently they were watching a drama. Hoshi hadn’t even caught the name of it as she was distracted by Trip playing with the hair on the nape of her neck. He knew that drove her crazy. Well, it was time for her to drive him crazy.

Hoshi placed her hand on Trip’s thigh and started to massage it. Thankfully, they were in the back row and it was dark. She started to massage his thigh higher and higher. She knew she was driving him crazy. She could tell by the hitch in his breath and the fact that he was no longer playing with the hair on the back of her neck. He grasped her hand as it grazed the bulge in his pants.


Trip was at his wit’s end. It was time to up the ante. He stood and coaxed Hoshi out the door nonchalantly, passing Malcolm on his way. He had the audacity to give the armory officer a chagrined look. He had let the cat of the bag to Malcolm. As far as Malcolm was concerned Hoshi and he were just courtin’.

Trip had planned for tonight. He had rose petals from hydroponics laid out all over his bed anticipating that tonight would be the night. He was going to confess his love to her then make slow passionate love to her.


As Trip dragged her along and past Malcolm, she could swear she heard the armory officer mutter something under his breath. It sounded like “’bout bloody time.” She wondered if he knew.

Her body was singing with anticipation. Every fiber of her being stood on end. She gladly let Trip lead her through the doors of the lift. She made it a point to brush against him as she entered.

The door closed with a hiss.


The lift went one floor and jolted to a stop. Trip turned to her, taking his hand off of the button. “A promise is a promise, and I always keep my promises.”

Trip grasped her face and lowered his tall frame to her lips. He looked into the dark pools of her eyes and whispered against her lips, “I love you.” He swallowed her reply, molding his lips to hers. His hands roamed past her shoulders, down her back and grasped her cheeks. He bunched the material of her skirt in his hands and pulled her into the evidence of his desire.


He loves me! Hoshi’s heart sang. She tried to reply but he was already kissing her, not that she minded. His tongue was tracing over her teeth seeking to mate with her tongue. She swirled her tongue around his and smiled to herself as he groaned and grabbed her backside, pulling her into his erection. She may not have been able to tell him that she loved him back, but she sure could show him.

Hoshi pulled away from the deepening kiss and made a moist trail along his jaw to his ear. She nibbled on his ear lobe, licking and suckling it. She was going to whisper her love for him then but he had run his hands along the underside of her sensitive breasts and now he was rolling and pinching her nipples. She gasped and lost all coherent thought. The pool of desire moved from the pit of her stomach to the apex of her thighs.

Trip made quick work of her blouse then he bent down to suckle her. Hoshi’s knees almost buckled, giving way as she felt his teeth and tongue suckle and torment her breasts. She groaned, “Oh yes, Trip!”


She was beautiful. Trip stroked his tongue back and forth against her aroused areolas, alternating between the two. Her fingers were running through his hair, tugging his head away then pushing it to her chest. Her actions spoke volumes. She was aroused beyond reason.

Trip gathered the material of her skirt in his hands, intent on seeking her apex. He gasped and pulled back in surprise. Not only had she not worn a bra but she wasn’t wearing any panties either. That little vixen! She knew I was plannin’ on seducin’ her tonight! He slipped his skilled fingers along her opening, testing her readiness.


Hoshi was lost in the sensation of Trip’s fingers stroking her swollen nub. He continued to play havoc with her breasts. She thrust her femininity onto his waiting fingers. She could feel herself winding tighter and tighter, craving more and more. All she could do was moan and react. She continued to hold him to her breast afraid she would collapse.

The tightness in her heat snapped and all she could see was darkness as she closed her eyes and threw her head back. Gasping and moaning, she writhed, letting Trip hold her shivering body.

She made a sound of protest as she felt his finger removed from her.


Trip was gone to reason, his instincts guiding him now. He stood up and undid his fly, dropping his pants in one quick movement. He didn’t bother to disrobe entirely. He had to feel her slick heat around him. He heard Hoshi gasp as he lifted her and impaled her on his swollen shaft. He leaned back against the wall and thrust up, hard and fast.

Trip kissed Hoshi, or at least the closest approximation of a kiss. Their lips teased and tormented each other, as each of them gasped and moaned, the pleasure of their union striving toward completion. Hoshi wrapped her legs around Trip’s knees as she rode him, reaching for another orgasm.

Trip had his face buried at the nape of her neck, kissing and licking her there. A few quick deep thrusts were all she needed as she shivered around him. Feeling her obtain her release around him, he drove home, pushing into her fast and furious.

Trip groaned as he spilled his soul inside her depths. Both exhausted, they sank to the floor, breathing heavily, reveling in one another.

As her strength returned, Hoshi looked into Trip’s eyes. “I love you too.”

TBC

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