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He shook his head “Oh, no But ht have fallen in love”
Chapter Seven
Jade laid all the components on the workbench and tut-tutted The food processor unit needed new parts and there were none on the ship She’d have to improvise until they reached the space station For the ti, any improvement to the quality of food it churned out had to be an improvement
She workedso the tools she had Over the days she’d beco do hat little was available So to be proud of—her versatility Mason seemed pleased, too
It was happening again and she squeezed her eyes shut, allowing herself the indulgence of daydreahts, she conjured up a ludicrous fantasy, each darker than the previous one
She’s working with her back to the door and she hears him enter—the purposeful footfalls—just as she had done all those days ago when he boarded Stealth Her heartbeats thu any second he’s going to reach her
He kisses the nape of her neck and at the sa off her shoulders She’s not wearing underwear and he bares her breasts, her belly, which churns with trepidation, and rips off the rest of her clothes Coiling his fingers around her neck, he pushes her down, bending her over the bench and pinning her there as he enters her One hty thrust Perpetually wet, she takes hirunts, he says nothing as he fucks her hard, ra her into the bench How she wants this—his do to niceties
He growls, “Co hi his cus shake She’s breathless, needy for more
Jade opened her eyes and inhaled Only two elements of her little dream had come true: he’d forbidden her underwear and she was constantly wet Even so, Mason’s regi her submission, had placed in her a tranquil place where she needn’t worry about anything other than her assigned tasks He controlled the day-to-day activities and kept her busy When he wasn’t on the flight desk or in his quarters, he kept her co her to explain what she was doing, so he ht learn It was an illusion of co fro and obeyed him
The routine of the day was centered on a pattern Breakfast, followed by the pair of the which she was permitted to wear a brassiere They would finish covered in fresh perspiration andto their respective chests His accentuated his pectorals, hers two pert nipples The ogling would last all the way to the bathroom where they’d wash away the sweat
She bathed him in the shower Sometimes, if he felt inclined, he would ask her to suck his cock to coerly did She’d follow hi her into a state of wantonness by plunging his fingers, sometimes three or four of them, deep into her pussy If she had been late to bed, which had happened or he’d warned her about tardiness for duties, he would deny her the pleasure of that finger fuck as punishely, this incentive worked It amazed her how miserable and disappointed she felt if she failed to receive that first orgasm of the day
There was usually ood
After a few hours of work, they would s for thewith the ship and how she was fixing it He kept quiet about his work as a aled her with some of his exploits as a soldier—allher own, underwent a period conscription to the Federal army He admitted he hated it
“Why?” she’d asked “I thought you liked orders”
“I like giving the, so it was necessary to learn to obey, but I knew in my heart, I like to be in control of situations”