Pulling Your Leg - Chapter 7

Pulling Your Leg - Chapter 7 Pulling Your Leg
Chapter Seven

Somehow, Trip and Hoshi managed to collect themselves enough to walk down the corridor to his quarters. Hoshi’s quarters were closer, but Trip insisted they go to his. Both had knowing smiles on their faces.

Trip could hardly believe he heard her say she loved him. After her admission, he couldn’t stop touching her, loving her. He clasped his hand in hers, occasionally kissing it as they strolled down the hall.

They were so enraptured with one another they didn’t hear the footsteps rounding the corner. Those footsteps belonged to Captain Jonathon Archer on his way to his quarters.

The look on Hoshi’s face was priceless. Her step faltered and Trip felt her hand try to pull out of his. But, he held her hand firm. “Evenin’ Jon.” Trip nodded.

“Trip…Hoshi.” Jon nodded in return, successfully hiding his surprised smile.

The ‘oh shit’ feeling settled over Hoshi as she and Trip entered his quarters. But it quickly left her as Trip pulled her into a kiss. The smell of roses and candles assaulted her sense of smell. She pulled back and looked around her. Roses had been sprinkled on the floor and the bed. Obviously her hunch that tonight would be the night was right. She smiled to herself then gasped as she felt Trip’s hands on her body insistent that there be no cloth between them.

She kissed him tenderly, pouring her love for him into it. “I love you, Trip.” Her deep dark eyes held sincerity in them as she looked into his light, crystal-like eyes.

“I love you too, darlin’.”

Hoshi quickly divested Trip of his clothing. They stood naked, letting the lighting of the candles cast shadows around them and letting the smells intoxicate one another.

Trip had turned Hoshi around. She could feel his arousal against her back. Electricity shot through her as he moved her hair to one side and suckled her neck. The sight in the mirror across his quarters heightened her arousal -- his fair hair next to her dark hair, his large hands cupping and massaging her pert mounds. “Look.” Hoshi whispered as he continued his exploration of her nape.

The contrast between light and dark was a stimulating visual, not that he needed any stimulation. “I love you,” he whispered into her ear and nipped at it. He smiled as she startled in surprise. He wanted to hear more. He wanted to taste her. He wanted to feel every part of her. He could see the dark desire in her eyes. He suckled her earlobe and made a trail down her neck and shoulder. He tweaked her nipples and would occasionally thrust his erection against her back for his own gratifying means. He pried one of her arms away from his head and started licking and biting a path along her forearm. He could feel her shudder and groan.

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, sweetheart.” He said to himself as he coaxed her legs apart and stroked her labia. She was dripping wet with the evidence of their previous encounter. He could hardly wait to taste her as he pulled away from her, intent on doing just that. He was surprise when she stopped him, tugging on the fingers that had just been probing her depths. She glanced at him in the mirror holding his gaze. He couldn’t move. She was licking their desire off of his fingers like it was cream and she were a cat.

As soon as he could think again, Trip turned Hoshi in his arms and mated their mouths together. He could taste a tangy sweetness on her tongue and knew he wanted to taste more. He gently lowered her to his bed, trailing his tongue and lips across the rigid peaks of her breasts, then lower.

He could sense her need as she guided him to her. She opened for him willingly. He kissed and bit along her inner thighs as he felt her quiver in anticipation. As he stroked her inner recesses with his tongue, he thought she might melt in his arms. The smell and taste were inebriating. They were combined inside her core and he couldn’t drink enough. The thought of lil’ Trip’s and Hoshi’s danced through his head, making his head swim.

Trip knew he loved her, but hadn’t thought past tonight.

Hoshi arched her back, locked her legs around Trip’s shoulders and grabbed his head. She moaned as he plunged his fingers into her and his tongue swirled around her clitoris. Their taste was still on her fingers as she lifted them to her mouth. She wondered what Trip thought of their commingled essence. That was the last coherent thought as Trip’s masterful fingers stroked deep inside her triggering a shattering explosion throughout her body.

“Oh God! I love you! Trip! Yes! Trip, I love you!”

As she came down from the pinnacle, she realized that she loved him more than she thought possible. Sadness inserted itself into her mind at the thought of the obstacles that impeded their path for a future together. Careers, ranks…She would give hers up in a heartbeat to be with him. Yes, she knew he loved her, but passion has a way of convincing one they are in love.

Trip was kissing his way down her thighs and finally reached her toes. She giggled as his breath tickled. Hoshi’s giggles stopped as she looked into her lover’s eyes. They were dark. She felt him spreading her legs wider and purred as he buried his staff so deep in her that she couldn’t tell where she ended and he began. They were truly one being as he began to move within her. She ran her hands over his chest and shoulders, bringing his head down for a kiss. She wanted to taste more of them. His tongue thrust into her mouth in time with his body – quick and fast, languid and slow.

Hoshi coaxed him on, meeting his tongue thrust for thrust and raking her nails across his broad back. With one final plunge, she watched as he spilled into her, shuddering with ragged breaths. His face was beautiful. His words were music to her ears.

But the feeling of dread held on to her as he settled next to her, kissing her, tracing patterns over her body. This had to end. It would be better for him in the long run.

TBC

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