My Encounter With A Sweet Alien (Alien SciFi Romance) Read Free Page B

her hand and guided the blushing woman upstairs.
    He peeled the wet clothes from his body as Amy watched every movement of his perfectly chiseled muscles, longing to reach out and feel them. As he dropped his pants to the floor, she gasped.
    “Wow! You’re…uh… extremely large.” She couldn’t take her eyes from the bulging piece of manhood before her.
    Luke gave a chuckle and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water roll down his shoulders and chest. Amy licked her lips and stripped down, keeping her eyes fixed on the delicious site before her.
    “Aren’t Earth men?” he laughed, helping her inside.
    “Not any that I’ve encountered!” she snickered.
    Silently, Luke turned her towards the back of the shower. Taking a loofa from her rack, he lathered it with the sweet smell of lilac and vanilla and began to gently scrub her back and buttocks. The feel of his touch and the smell of her favorite scents made her body leap into a sensual trance. His hands slid around to her waist, leaving suds on her naval and hips, as he pulled her closer to his skin. Amy’s legs began to tremble, his breath warm in her ear.
    “Does this please you?” he whispered.
    “God, yes.” Amy’s breath was labored under the sheer pressure of lust.
    She turned to face him, pressing her breasts against his chest and watching hungrily as his bulging manhood began to grow. With a wicked grin, she took the loofa and returned his kindness, washing every ripple of muscle in his arms, then chest and sneaking down his happy trail towards his throbbing cock. Luke closed his eyes, tilting his hair into the warm water flowing from the faucet above. He gave a groan of pleasure and Amy felt the warmth of her excitement beginning to grow. He leaned down, pressing his soft lips onto hers and gave a deep, passionate kiss. They stood, pressed together tightly, kissing and breathing in one another until Amy thought her body would explode with need. She wanted him, inside her and near her, a deeper longing than her body seemed able to control.
    “Amy,” he whispered between kisses, “I want to be with you. To take you as I would a mate in my world. Would you have me?”
    The sweetness of his voice, the gentle ways he held her despite his strength—Amy could easily remain there forever.
    Reaching for a towel, Luke stepped out onto the cold floor below. He dried himself, pressing the cloth along his muscular thighs and soft golden skin; Amy followed his movements with her longing eyes.
    “Yes,” she gave him a warm smile once he finished. “I want you, even more than can I understand. Don’t bother with your clothes; let’s head to bed.”
    They walked together to the bedroom, closing the door softly behind them. Locked together in a tight embrace, he guided her towards the bed and sat her on the edge. She eyed his large piece, wondering how the hell that was ever going to fit, and leaned in to place a gentle kiss on his thigh. She looked up, her deep brown eyes glimmering in the light, noticing Luke’s face was not only brimming with passion, but worry. He’s nervous .
    With a flick of her tongue, she tasted him, taking as much as possible into the warmth of her mouth, listening to his groans of pleasure. His hand found its way to her hair where he gripped desperately, feeling her taking him in and releasing him with a rhythm that was pure torture. She could feel his otherwise sturdy legs shaking, threatening to cave below him where he stood.
    “Come,” Amy took his hand. “Lay down on the bed before you fall.”
    He gave an awkward grin but obeyed, lying beside her on the soft comforter. Amy continued her slow torture, tasting his length with her tongue and massaging his manhood with her fingers. He let out a shout—then suddenly, a release. She sat up in surprise, not expecting him to cum so soon. He looked at her, utterly mortified, and her heart melted.
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...” he sat up on the bed, “…it’s