Jewel (4 page)

“I did better than that,” Erik assured her. “I overrode the
time restrictions altogether. I figure you earned that when you stepped up and
took over bridge functions today. But we can talk about that later…”

He lifted her face to his again and kissed her thoroughly
while he cupped her cheek. His penis continued to lengthen, pressing harder
against Jewel’s body while it tried to straighten out. She would have liked to
take a closer look, but wasn’t certain what the rules were when kissing a man
in the shower. Could she touch him? Should she touch him? That was ultimately
what this was all about, wasn’t it? But in the back of her mind she remembered
her mother’s warnings. Trillions of solars in trade depended on her virginity.
Could she really go through with this?

Erik must have sensed her hesitation. He stopped kissing
her, lifting one hand to cup her face. “What’s wrong, Jewel? Do you think we’re
moving too quickly?”

Relief flooded into her that he understood her concerns. “It
does seem a little fast,” she admitted, understating the reality. “I mean, we
only kissed for the first time a few hours ago.”

Erik immediately stepped back away from her, his half hard
dick flopping over to point in her direction. “I am so sorry. You’re right. I’m
rushing things.”

He slid the screen back and stepped out of the shower,
departing so quickly that Jewel felt abandoned and bereft.

Outside the stall, Erik continued to apologize. “It’s been a
difficult day and I…I really like you, Jewel. That’s not an excuse, of course,
it’s just…”

Jewel followed him to the shower door, forgetting her
nakedness for the moment. “It’s just what, Erik?” She enjoyed the feel of his
name on her tongue.

He hesitated, then scooped up a bundle of clean clothes
Jewel hadn’t noticed he had brought with him. He shook his head. “It’s not your
problem. I’m the ship’s executive officer. I ought to have more control over my
emotions.”

Intrigued, Jewel stepped out of the shower so she could
place her hand lightly on his back. “No, it’s okay. You can tell me.”

He closed his eyes for a moment as if deciding whether it
was appropriate to share. “It’s just…I’m a Ymirian. I was in the navy when the
Armenites invaded. Stumbling across an old Ymirian colony like this—even if it
turns out to be deserted now—it, it brings back a lot of memories.”

“And you turned to me…” Jewel whispered as much to herself
as to him.

She felt a warmth in her heart stronger than anything she’d
ever experienced before. She stepped closer to Erik.

He turned away from her, hanging his head in sorrow. “I’ve
got to leave.”

Jewel caught his arm with her hand. “No, you don’t.”

He turned to face her and she took the bundle of
clothing—his ship’s uniform and underwear—out of his hands and placed them on
the sink. “Come back in the shower with me.”

She gave him one more suggestive pull as she returned to the
stall but Erik surprised her by moving faster than she. He caught Jewel from
behind and stepped up against her so that his cock pressed against the small of
her back. His hands caught her breasts, cupping them beneath the hot spray,
squeezing the soft flesh so that her eyes rolled up in her head with pleasure.
His lips sought hers but his arms held her so she couldn’t turn to face him so
she twisted at the neck and stretched up to meet his mouth.

All Erik’s patience evaporated, replaced in an instant by
raw need, as if Jewel’s simple invitation to stay had released all the
inhibitions within him.

Unfortunately, that invitation hadn’t released all of hers.
So it was with two minds that she twisted her head back to return his kisses
and covered his strong hands with her smaller ones as he pinched and squeezed
her breasts as he held her under the hot spray of water.

His penis grew harder against her back, sticking straight up
so she could feel him against her spine. “Oh, Jewel,” he gasped. “I’ve wanted
you from the very first time I set eyes on you.”

She’d thought he was handsome then too, in his crisp, well
maintained uniform. He’d looked much sharper, so much more capable than the
typical sailor of the Fringe, she’d wondered what it would be like to kiss him
and be held in his arms. Still, she’d never dreamed in that initial interview
that they’d actually end up taking a shower together—that she’d actually end up
naked in his arms.

Erik’s right hand slipped off Jewel’s breast and reached
under the cleanser dispenser, returning with a palm full of lather. The soap
helped his fingers slide over her breasts even more smoothly, adding silky
texture to the runnels of water flowing down her body.

He filled his palm again, but this time found a lower
portion of her anatomy to interest him. His fingers cupped her between her
legs, squeezing lightly to trap her heat within her. Then he began to rub up
and down on her lips, allowing his soapy middle finger to open Jewel up and let
the hot warmth of the shower flow within her.

She couldn’t help it. Her knees buckled, but fortunately
Erik didn’t let her fall. His finger was all the way inside of her now, moving
in and out where no man had ever gone, encouraging her lungs to pump faster in
a futile effort to keep enough air flowing through her body so that she didn’t
pass out from excitement.

Erik found her ear and bit the lobe, making Jewel arch her
back in a paroxysm of mingled pain and pleasure. His finger was deep within her
now, stirring about, increasing her joy. His dick felt rock hard against her
ass and back where he ground it against her.

She moaned, then clamped her teeth down on her lip for fear
the sound would wake Vega.

“You like that, do you?” Erik teased. “Then I think you’re
going to absolutely love this.”

His finger slipped out of her pussy and went straight for
her swollen clitoris. The hot spray of the shower continued to pound against
her breasts, keeping her large, dark nipples standing proudly at attention. But
it was the swirling streams of runoff that worked most perfectly with Erik’s
hand, washing around her clit to channel back against the dark lips of her
labia.

“There’s nothing sexier,” Erik whispered. His lips brushed her
lobe and his hot breath tickled her ear, “than watching a strong, sexy woman
like you take control during a crisis. You were superb today, Jewel. And you
surprised everyone. If we weren’t in the middle of an emergency, I would have
yanked your
gi
down and taken you from behind against the navigator
controls.”

Part of Jewel’s mind insisted on pointing out to her that
being fucked hard in a pool of vomit—even by a man as hot as Erik—was in no way
a sexy image. Except there wasn’t any vomit in her memories. Instead, she
pictured them together on a deserted bridge, Erik’s fingers inside her pants,
touching her just like he was doing now. His huge, hard cock pressing against
her back—just like now. The shower spray—no idea where that came from on the
bridge—helping to push her to—

“Oh, Stars, Erik!” the words escaped her, forcing their way
up her chest and out of her mouth. Her whole body shook on the sudden precipice
of climax. “Erik!”

He pressed the fingers of his right hand harder on her
clitoris, even while he used his left to pinch and twist her swollen nipple. A
spasm erupted between her legs and her pussy exploded in pleasure. Her knees
completely gave out, but Erik didn’t let her fall. He held her pressed against
him and kept rubbing her into an increasingly powerful orgasm.

The spray was in her face now as she suddenly found her
knees pressing into the shower stall floor. Her cheek pressed against the wall
and her breasts smashed up against it. Erik reached around her, exploring her
pussy, tracing the contours of her lips as she struggled to catch her breath.
He spread her thighs wide and pressed the thick head of his penis against her
lower lips for the very first time.

Her eyes opened wide as she realized what he was about to
do. “No,” she muttered. Then forced herself to say it louder as he stretched
her nether lips open. “No!”

There was no room to pull away from him, so she spun herself
over on her side so that she hit the stall floor hard on her hip.

“What? No.” Erik grabbed hold of her again, trying to pull
her pussy back into position for his cock.

Jewel finished twisting herself around so that her ass was
on the floor. “Wait!” she told him. “Not that way. Not the first time.”

Erik looked confused, but he stopped fighting against her
and let her lift one sleek leg up and over him so that he knelt between her
thighs. His dick was far bigger than she’d expected it to be, eight or nine
inches in length and a deep, almost purple color instead of the pale hue she’d
been expecting.

“I want to see you,” she explained. “It’s our first time
together.”
My first time with anyone
, she added silently.

Erik nodded gruffly, his attention held mostly by his cock
and her pussy. He rubbed himself against her sleek black lips, opening her
enough that the piping hot spray of the shower could beat within her flesh. For
one agonizing second, she worried about the consequences of giving up her
virginity to him. Then the decision was taken away from her as Erik’s rock-hard
penis thrust deep inside her.

“Oh Stars, you’re tight,” Erik murmured.

Jewel had to bite back a cry of pain. There was no way she
was ready for this. It wasn’t just Erik’s size, it was the speed with which
everything was happening and the urgent power of his thrusts. He was so big and
her body simply wasn’t ready for him—maybe it couldn’t be the first time. His
powerful organ filled her, stretched her, maybe even tore her a little, but
Erik didn’t seem to notice. The frenzy she’d felt when he touched her clitoris
now reached out to consume him. His fingers dug into her ass and he began to
pump away with increasing abandon.

“Stars, Jewel, oh Stars,” he muttered. “You’re so tight, so
beautiful. So…”

His eyes rolled back in his head and she thought he must be
about to come, but he didn’t stop thrusting his cock.

He caught one of her large nipples between his thumb and
forefinger and twisted hard, causing more pain than pleasure.

“Oh, Jewel. Oh, Jewel. Oh, Jewel,” he gasped.

She wanted to catch some of that frenzy too and wrapped her
thighs around his waist in hopes of getting into the action.

It helped somewhat, changing his angle, but she still felt
more discomfort than pleasure. Maybe she should have told him this was her
first time. Maybe he could have done things differently. But it had all
happened so fast and she didn’t know what to do now.

His eyes rolled up in his head again. “Ah, ah,
yeeeeessssssssssssss!”

New heat flooded inside her and then Erik’s big dick was
outside her body again and pumping torrents of pearly white semen all over
Jewel’s tits and stomach.

The mess wasn’t what she wanted either. She hadn’t really
thought about it before, but sex had a definite dirty side that wasn’t the good
kind of dirty that she’d thought her girlfriends meant when they talked about
these things. Fortunately, she was in a shower and the filth quickly washed
down her stomach, onto the floor and out the drain.

“Oh, wow,” Erik murmured as he tried to shift himself into a
slightly more comfortable position against her—one that didn’t crush her with
all his weight but let them lay together side by side. “That was…wow, you
were…”

He stroked her cheek and kissed her again on the bridge of
her nose. “You’re special, Jewel, really, really, special. Thank you.” He
closed his eyes and nuzzled up against her, his arm circling her body, not
going for her breast but hugging her intimately close. In just a moment’s time,
he dozed off.

Jewel lay beneath him, trying to process what had just
happened. Was this sex? Was this what she’d been wondering about all of these
years? It wasn’t anything like she’d expected. She hadn’t even come like she
did when Erik fingered her and she was absolutely shocked by how sore she was.
Her girlfriends hadn’t talked about the pain. All they ever gossiped about were
the incredible orgasms they felt when a man went down on them—especially with
his mouth. Was this…was this what she’d fought her parents over all these
years? Was this the freedom she’d just endangered their world for? She’d wanted
to be independent—out from beneath their cold calculations that put money over
her dignity and happiness. But somehow she’d expected sex to be more than
this—more than a painful grinding of bodies in a tiny shower stall in a lost
star system in the Fringe.

“Mmmm,” Erik murmured into her flesh, proving he wasn’t
completely asleep. “Let’s clean you up, turn off the water, and do it again.
I’ll be able to last longer this time. I don’t think you came with me like you
did when I touched you and I don’t like that.”

He reached up to caress her cheek, then gently kissed her mouth.

Jewel closed her eyes and let him kiss her. She felt like
she was watching a vid—seeing the two of them from another vantage point. It
was almost as if the two people who had just made love were strangers she had
just happened across.

Erik’s mouth drifted lower, touching her neck, her
collarbone, her breasts.

A tingling sensation broke through her dazed shock and she
wrapped her hands around Erik’s head as his lips settled on to her nipple.
“That’s nice,” she murmured—and she meant it. This was the sort of thing her
girlfriends had been talking about. A little electricity, a growing warmth, her
nipple getting hard as Erik stroked it with his tongue…

“If you stand up,” Erik told her, “I can keep kissing my way
down your body. There’s just no room in here for me to do it with us both
curled up on the floor like this.”

Almost nonchalantly, his hand slipped down between her legs
where he could lightly tickle her thighs. She was sore, but the featherlike
touch of his fingers still made her squirm.