Page 17 of Atlas: Colony: Nyx #5(Intergalactic Dating Agency)

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Her scent arrived before she did. Atlas felt a twinge of irritation at his body's reaction to her, but he was too elated to care. "Come here. It's close enough so we can actually see the comet!"

He made sure the comet was centred on the screen before he rose and stepped away, so she could see without touching him.

Then she bent over the chair, leaning forward, and his breath caught in his throat. His cock leaped to attention. If she turned around, there was no way she could miss it. His loincloth might have been a belt, it did such a woeful job of covering him in this state.

She backed up, until she bumped into him, and there was no hiding his hardness. He opened his mouth to say something, anything, but he couldn't seem to form the words when all he could think about was what he wanted to do to her. Like he didn't even care about the comet.

"You know, a quickie could take care of that little problem. As long as you make it good for me..." She turned, looking up to meet his eyes as she pressed her body against him. "I went to the pub to hook up, and to ask Hercules for a favour. Seeing as I left with you before I could manage the first one, the least you can do is fuck me properly. You're evidently ready for me." She gave him a knowing smile. "How about I turn around and bend over just like I did a moment ago, only this time..." She hoisted her skirts up, showing him she'd already removed her underwear, and she was as wet and ready for him as he was for her. "Give me that hot alien dick, dikar man."

Atlas reached for her hips with shaking hands. His cock was far more steady, burying itself in her sweet heat as solstice fever roared through his very soul.