My erection presses between her thighs, and we both exhale again. She feels like silk everywhere---soft and delicate. After almost two weeks of brutality and cold, she is f*****g heaven.
"S...Samuil?" Her voice is thick with sleep. She twists in my arms, her body pressing back into mine like she wants to make sure I'm real. Like she's checking this isn't a dream.
If it is, I'd rather not wake up.
Her lips part to say something, but I catch her mouth with mine before she can. I sweep my tongue across her full lip and part her, then dive inside to taste more of her.
She melts in my arms. Her hips writhe against me, and all I can think is, So much for rest. I thought I was tired on the plane, but my body is alive now. Wide awake.
I roll Nova onto her back, never breaking the kiss. My han
