It had been a long time, I thought to myself as I pushed against her again, her feet lifting from the ground. A small moan, followed by a giggle, escaped her lips. Rank had its privileges. She was gorgeous through and through. Long dark hair, smoldering brown eyes and a smile that could melt the hull off a frigate. I turned her to me and kissed her forcefully. She returned the kiss with equal passion, grabbing the back of my neck, her hand gently caressing the metallic interface port at the base of my skull. I hadn’t felt this alive in months. Trying to drink yourself into oblivion could do that to you. Continue reading
Ok, here’s the deal. You stop looking like that and I’ll stop laughing.