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  “Ah, yeah, baby, your tight pussy’s all wet for me,” he growled, biting her ear and trapping her up against the metal door. One hand dove to stroke her soaked clit as the other dug to free a breast from leather. His dirty talked excited her. “I like that. It knows I’m going to fuck it good, doesn’t it sweetling?”

  Diamond could hear the customers talking just around the corner and the threat of discovery thrilled her, almost as much as the idea of having them watch. The cold metal made her nipples tweak with each thrust. His large arousal moved roughly inside her channel, pounding her fast and hard from behind. There was no time for going slow. Liam made raw and primitive noises, as he stayed true to his word and fucked her good.

  They’d both waited too long and their climax came swift and hard. Diamond’s body seized upon his hard shaft, clenching him so tight he couldn’t help but finish. Liam delicately bit her neck as his body jerked hot cum inside her depths.

  Breathing hard, he growled, “Damn. Now that’s out of the way, I want you to go home and put something incredible on for me. I’m going to come for you tonight. Leave you bedroom window open. I want to take you there surrounded by all those frilly ruffles and girly posters you had growing up.”

  “No. Not at the house. My mother’s a light sleeper. What about here?” Diamond asked softly. He was still embedded deep inside her and she felt him twitching and growing to go again. She panted, liking that he could recover so quickly.

  “All right,” he growled, sounding disappointed. “I’ll just have to live out that fantasy another time.”

  “Pretty confident there’s going to be another time, aren’t you?”

  He sighed reluctantly and pulled out his semi-hard shaft. Instead of answering, he said, “Tonight, come tonight. And get some rest, I plan on going all night long.”

  Diamond nodded, thinking that the night was definitely too far away.

  “Oh,” he said, grabbing her ass with a meaningful squeeze. “You might want to bring some lube. You’ll need it because I’m definitely going to have to fuck this delicious butt of yours.”

  Chapter Five

  Diamond was right. Night time took way too long to arrive. She agonized over what to wear and finally decided on a red vinyl cinch waist corset that left her breasts completely bare. Thick black laces crossed over the back and the way it dipped down, she knew would frame her butt to perfection. Just as an extra enticement, she pulled on a matching pair of crotchless panties.

  To give herself a little mystery, she slipped a sheer mesh gown over the corset. It fell to the floor, slitting up the sides to expose her thighs. Her breasts pushed proudly against the see-through material. She piled up on top of her head, letting it cascade down her back in an abundance of beautiful, shiny curls.

  Sneaking out the door, she slinked her way to the restaurant to meet Liam. Every nerve she had jumped with excitement and desire. Liam was the forbidden, the childhood fantasy she was never supposed to have. He was her brother’s best friend, the kid who tormented her endlessly and made her life hell. And now, she was going to make him fall in love with her. She was going to fuck him in so many ways that she’d ruin him for every other woman. When she left him, he’d be begging her to keep him.

  The idea of the stubborn, proud Liam begging made her wet and she knew her eyes sparkled with pleasure to imagine it. Coming into the restaurant, she was surprised to see a bunch of candles lit. Liam was waiting for her, lounging against the counter with a wide smile on his handsome face. He took his time looking at her and Diamond let him, thrilled by the hot desire she saw sparked within him.

  He was handsome in his tight silver pants and black shirt. Damn, but she’d like to watch him strip for her, slowly taking his clothes off to music. He had the type of body women would definitely pay to see.

  “You’re beautiful,” he admitted, his low accent sending chills over her.

  “Thanks,” she answered coyly. She strode into the restaurant, stopping in amazement to see he’d cooked her a romantic dinner. That she was not expecting. She’d expected a mindless encounter--a good fuck. She wasn’t ready for a…a date.

  With elegant charm, he came around the table and pulled out a chair. She slowly made her way forward, her limbs shaking as she headed into unknown territory. Diamond never let men treat her romantically, and never let them take her out on a date unless they were paying for sex. Romance made things messy. It confused the emotions when she’d rather not get emotionally attached. With that in mind, she turned before sitting and reached out to grab Liam’s arousal, pleased to find it hard.

  “I didn’t come for the food, sweetheart,” Diamond purred, licking her lips as she let her gaze dip to his mouth. “I’m a sure thing. This wasn’t necessary.”

  “I know,” he whispered, leaning forward to kiss her lightly before pulling artfully away from her hand on his crotch. “I wanted to.”

  Diamond shivered as he pulled back. She sat down and watched as he took a seat across from her. Liam was really sweet, pouring her wine, serving her the meal he’d cooked himself. They actually talked, laughing at their shared past, catching up on everything else. Diamond was surprised to find she didn’t feel the need for pretenses with him. He accepted her, or seemed to anyway, and her chosen profession. In fact, when she spoke of dancing and stripping, he seemed to get off on it. Only when she hinted at having been to bed with another man, did she see his jaw tense, almost as if he was angry.

  As they ate, Liam’s eyes roamed over the sheer material guarding her breasts. As he licked butter from his finger, she could almost feel his tongue licking her nipple the same leisurely way. Watching him dine was an act of seduction all its own, and she found herself nearly slipping in her cream against the chair by the time the main course was finished.

  “Dessert?” he asked while clearing their plates from the table.

  Diamond shook her head, as she sipped the red wine. “No, I better not.”

  Liam grinned, standing. He moved to the counter and grabbed a bowl. She saw it was fresh whipped cream and shivered. “Are you sure? I’ve got something special made just for you.”

  His clear summer blue eyes glanced first at the cream and then the erection pressing against his silver pants. He slowly drew his fingers to unbutton the waist.

  Diamond felt herself heating. She’d never really played with food before--well, liquor one time, but that was it. Her mouth watered and she slowly nodded. “I am feeling like some dessert, now that you mention it.”

  Liam smiled, and edged his hips between her and the table. As she watched, his fingers slowly unzipped his pants and freed the long length of his swollen penis. Then, taking his finger, he dipped it into the cream and dabbed a little bit onto the tip of his shaft.

  Diamond slowly leaned forward and flicked her tongue over the mushroom shaped tip to take off the dollop of whipped cream. Licking her lips as she drew back, she moaned, “Mm, delicious.”

  “Have some more,” he urged. This time he chuckled mischievously and drew the whole bowl to his body, dipping his hard cock into it, instantly covering his erection. He put the bowl aside and leaned back, his arms bracing his weight behind him on the table. His cock stood proud, begging for her lips like a cream covered pastry.

  Diamond took her time licking the wickedly delicious dessert, refusing to take him all the way into her mouth as she tasted and teased up and down the sides. He was gorgeous in the candlelight and looking at him was almost as good as touching him. She moaned in pleasure, enjoying his play very much. By the time she’d licked him almost clean, Liam was groaning and clutching the tabletop.

  His lids lowered over his heated gaze, as he said hoarsely, “If you think that was good, why don’t you try some of the cream filling?”

  Diamond giggled. He was bold, she’d give him that much. Wiggling in her chair, she rubbed her swollen clit in small circles as she leaned forward. Her hands wrapped along his thighs, holding him where she wanted him as her mouth drew over his thic
k shaft. Sucking and blowing in turn, she dug her fingers into his tight silver pants to cup his balls. Diamond knew just how to make his pleasure linger by pushing and pulling his body in all the right ways. Her teeth nibbled, her tongue rolled, her mouth caressed. He was hers to control and she loved feeling the power over him.

  Only when he was mindlessly jerking himself in and out of her mouth and begging her for release, did she let him have it. Her mouth latched, sucking so hard she pulled the seed from his body like she was drinking from a trembling straw. Diamond drank him down, pulling back.

  “You’re right, delicious,” Diamond purred, batting her lashes.

  “My turn,” he growled. Liam shot forward and, before she could stop to think, he had her on the table in front of him with her legs spread wide, and whipped cream smeared on her wet pussy.

  Diamond’s back pressed into the hard top, as she arched in offering to his mouth. His hands gripped her hips, holding her where he wanted her. His fingers laced into the sides of the red crotchless panties as they framed her wet slit. He was much greedier when he tasted her, licking her clean.

  Liam didn’t hold back. His tongue stroked firmly along her clit, tasting the whipped cream mixed with her body’s natural flavoring. Small sounds of pleasure escaped them as he brought her swiftly to orgasm. She trembled violently, coming hard against his mouth. When he pulled back, he breathed heavily, and groaned, “Sorry, but it was just too damned good to slow down.”

  Diamond’s legs were weak and she could only moan in response. He pulled her up towards him and made as if to kiss her.

  “Liam?”

  They both froze, their lips inches from touching.

  “My mother,” Liam whispered. Diamond lifted her hand to swipe white cream off his chin. He kissed her fast, urging, “Quick, go.”

  Diamond didn’t have to be told twice. She darted for the door, making it just as Liam’s mother came in from the kitchen.

  “Liam? What are you doing up?” she asked.

  Liam glanced at the door, looking to make sure Diamond was gone before he answered. He took a deep breath and then another, hiding himself behind the counter as he quickly did up his pants. He threw the bowl of used cream into the sink just as his mother stepped into the restaurant. He saw her face glowing in the candlelight.

  “I had a date,” he said.

  “A date?” his mother repeated, smiling. “With whom?”

  “Jane,” he said easily.

  “Jane, from next door?” his mother asked, surprised. Excitement edged her face as she rushed, “You mean you’re finally accepting your vision about her? Did you tell her yet? When’s the wedding? Oh, does her mother know?”

  Liam turned to look at the door, wanting to groan at the near pain of his unfinished business with Jane. He had a hard time talking weddings when all he wanted to do was sink his probe so deep in her he couldn’t think straight. “No, not yet.”

  “Well, why not?” his mother insisted, a lecturing tone to her words. “She has every right to know you’re going to marry her. Haven’t you been running from this long enough, Liam? I swear to you, the visions you get are not a curse. They’re a blessing. You need to talk to her before she leaves on another tour. I’m tired of seeing you so lonely, sweetheart, please--”

  “I will, when it’s time,” Liam assured her. The visions of his and Jane’s life together had started when he was a kid, only to grow stronger over the years until he couldn’t escape them. That is why he sought her out on the space transport. He wanted her. No, actually he needed her. It was his family’s curse to see who they would marry at a young age and Liam, a young boy hoping to get off the dust ball planet he called home, had been horrified to see the next door neighbor girl. At the time, he’d thought it meant he’d never leave Werten. He might have teased her unmercifully because of it and he couldn’t blame her for not trusting him. He knew she desired him, but being empathic, he could also tell she wanted revenge for childhood hurt as much as she wanted the pleasure he had to offer.

  “Well, I’m sure you know what’s best,” his mother sighed. “Though I don’t know why it’s taken you so long to accept your fate, I’m happy that you finally have. Now, go to bed. You had a long day watching the restaurant for your father. I do have to thank you for it, though. He needed a break.”

  “I’ll be up in a minute,” Liam said, not wanting to leave the protection of the counter. She nodded and left. His mother wasn’t naive, but he didn’t feel like explaining why dessert topping was smeared all over his crotch.

  * * * *

  “Marriage?” Diamond ran as fast as she could back to her mother’s house. She’d only been able to pick up parts of the conversation, but she’d heard that clear enough. Had they actually said that Liam was supposed to marry her? Who all knew about this? Surely not her mother, not Tommy. They knew she didn’t like Liam Ferguson!

  Thinking about his hot mouth on her body, she froze. Oh, Gawd! She did like Liam Ferguson. In fact, she liked him a lot. This wasn’t good. It would never do. She couldn’t stay on Werten married to a cook! She’d worked too hard to get away.

  “I still love him,” she whispered, running faster. Diamond couldn’t deny it, though she tried. She’d tried to work him out of her system, told herself what she felt was just the remnants of an unfinished schoolgirl crush. That wasn’t the case. It was love. She loved Liam.

  Looking around the dark, dusty landscape, she shivered. No, she couldn’t stay here. Not even for the world’s greatest lover. Liam wanted to marry Jane. She was Diamond, a superstar. She was a sought after Galaxy Playmate. She would not give that up for anything. No. She couldn’t, wouldn’t stay. As far as Liam and Werten were concerned, Jane was dead.

  Chapter Six

  Diamond sighed, hugging her brother good bye as he dropped her off at the space dock. Her mother had been upset that she had to go, but Diamond had said she had an important gig come up that couldn’t be missed. Her mother believed her, no questions asked.

  She hated to leave early, but after a day spent avoiding Liam, she knew she didn’t have any choice. He’d even gone so far as climbing to her second story room and pounding on the window. She’d pretended to sleep for the half hour he was there. Luckily, the security locks made it impossible for him to get in, though he’d tired smashing through the glass with a rock. It was hard not to invite him in, but she knew it was for the best. He’d approached Tommy and her mother with his feelings for her, confessing gods only knew what to them. Tommy had pleaded on his friend’s behalf to her until she wanted to brain him for it.

  Diamond was being a coward, but she just couldn’t see him. Ever since she thought of marriage with him, the idea had been curling favorably in her brain. She couldn’t get married! She had fans, obligations, a life. Then why did the idea of coming home every night after a show to Liam hold untold appeal to her? Maybe she’d heard wrong. Maybe she’d been too aroused to think straight. Maybe…

  Diamond shook her head as she climbed up the docking plank to the spacecraft. No. No more maybes. No what ifs. She was leaving and she’d never have to face Liam again. Their brief affair was over. End of story.

  * * * *

  Like hell!

  Liam knew the instant Diamond refused to see him that she planned on running away. He knew because that’s what he’d spent his whole life doing--ever since that damned vision. He’d been running away from her. Well, damn it, not any more. He’d finally discovered, and accepted, the other half to his soul and he wasn’t giving it up without a fight.

  Liam knew she pretended not to hear him the night before as he tried to smash in her window. He could feel she was awake, willing him to go away and at the same time willing him to break inside and claim her. Even as he pounded against it, he knew the locks wouldn’t let him in. If by some miracle they did, he’d have paid to have it fixed. Oh, how he wanted to claim her, but he respected her and her family too much to create more of a scene than he already had. Though barging int
o the fueling station had crossed his mind a time or two.

  Tommy had been surprised to hear of Liam’s feelings, but happily agreed to help a friend out. That’s how Liam knew which flight to take and knew to get there early so Diamond couldn’t see him board. Watching her walk by general seating to go toward the private suites, he smiled.

  Damn, but she was s sexy woman. Just seeing her made his probe hard with the urge to drive into her. Her tight backside wiggled beneath the tight red vinyl as she walked away from him, reminding him of all he’d been denied. Once they were in space, she’d not be able to get away from him. It was time he made her completely and eternally his, once and for all.

  * * * *

  Diamond’s suite was nice. Pink silk covered the large bed, but could do nothing to hide the drab metal walls. It was smaller than she was accustomed to, but on short notice, it would do fine. A bathroom adjoined the suite, with a decontaminator unit where she’d already cleaned off. It was late, or so it felt, and Diamond decided she’d stay in her room.

  Since she was intent on lounging around and because the room was warm, she wore a pair of black mesh low rider boy shorts with green lace trim and a matching halter that had a triangle cup bra. She left her hair down her back in soft, nearly straight waves, not bothering to fix it up. Her basic makeup was permanent so she didn’t bother trying to enhance it like she normally did.

  Diamond turned over on her stomach. She was horny, but the idea of anyone besides Liam fulfilling her wanton desires left her cold and lonely. It was his body she wanted pressed into hers. It was his lips she wanted kissing her. It was his hard dick she wanted bringing her to release. A couple time she thought about going back, but the urge soon passed as she convinced herself yet again that she made the right decision in leaving.

  Hearing a knock on her door, she didn’t bother to move from her place on the bed. She rested on her stomach, her bare feet kicked up into the air. It was probably only the porter with her dinner order, so she yelled, “It’s open!”