Page 33 of Stealing the Star Stone
Thorne sprawled on the floor, midway through a sit-up.He leaped to his feet.“How did it go?”
“Not too bad.Asked for food.”She sank onto the couch.“I could do with a cup of tea.”
“They cut you too?”He showed her his wound.
“Just pinpricks.‘Eli’s not to be harmed,’” she mimicked in her worst impression of Orien.“Does yours hurt?”
“Not much, but get this.Orien thinks the star stone might have granted us magical powers.”
She laughed.“You’re shitting me.”
“Nope.”
“All right, why not?”She threw her legs onto the coffee table and misjudged, almost sending them over the other side.“You’re not pregnant, but I implied that could change at any moment.”
“Nice,” he cheered.
“Saw a shuttle we could steal…” She shifted on the spot and leaned back, sinking into the comfortable couch.“It’s the how I’m trying to figure out.If they X-ray you tomorrow, check the ship out.Really open to any ideas here.”
“Will do.I’ve been pacing, working up a sweat, trying to find a way out of this boredom.”
“If it wasn’t all manner of ew, I’d suggest we fuck.”
He stared at her.“It will kill time.Just a pity you’re not serious.”
“You may get a kick out of kissing yourself, Thorne, but I’m not interested in learning what the inside of my mouth tastes like from the outside.”
“I gathered that from the ‘ew’ part.”He sank onto the couch beside her.“I must admit, I’m curious about what it feels like as a woman to orgasm.”
She stiffened and faced him.“Hell no are you rubbing one out.”
“See.There you go telling me whatnotto do with your body.WhatcanI do then?”
She pointed a finger at him.“Nothing sexual, whatsoever.”
“So no playing with your breasts?”He cupped one and ran his thumb over a nipple.His mouth parted on an ‘oh.’
She yanked his hand away.“No.”
He sighed.“You know, it doesn’t take much to arouse me.”He gripped her knee and slid his hand toward the groin.
A tingle started, sending a rush of heat along his cock.
She clambered over the back of the couch and glowered at him.“Stop that.”
“Spoilsport,” he said.
“My goal is to end this stupid adventure with myself still intact.”She huffed.“I’ve no idea what your intentions are.”
“Wouldn’t mind being normal.”He folded his arms across his chest then admired his cleavage.
“Honestly, you’d swear you’ve never been with a woman,” she snapped.“Quit it.”
“We should just do it; get it over with.That way I’ll lose the fascination.”
She scowled.“You’re a man with self-control.”
“True, but it would be sinfully delicious.”
