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It's a rhythm she's happy with, feeling the heat within her just starting to build again.

"I'm sure you will."

Then she leans down to kiss him, trailing her mouth along his throat.

He laughs softly, and moves his hands to her back as she leans down, stroking over smooth skin to grasp her backside. He holds her tight so he can push into her at his leisure, trying to quieten his mind to let pure sensation rise.

'You ever been with a woman?'

She should have seen this coming, but her mind has been elsewhere. Tess doesn't answer right away, just lets them move together, allowing the sensations to grow.

Eventually,

"It would take a very special woman."

'I could pick you a special woman.'

He's teasing, just asking to satisfy curiousity and see how she responds.

'Even been with two men together?'

"Once or twice."

She grinds down on him again.

"Have you?"

'Two men, or two women?'

His eyes flutter shut at the grind, and his grip tightens on her ass.

"Either. Both."

Whatever he's willing to tell.

He huffs a silent laugh.

'Never two women. Men, lots of times. Sometimes one of each.'

Lots of women think he looks to young, and he's more interested in men anyway. And they never care how young he looks.

Jim sits up suddenly, holding her around the waist with one arm. He breathes out against her chest, then looks up at her face, a sly smile on his lips as he presses them to the curve of her breast.

'Do you like getting tied up? I bet you hate being dominated.'

She lets out a surprised noise, but smiles.

"Depends on who I'm with."

His tongue slides out from between his teeth, and licks a slow, wet line along the underside, curling around her nipple to taste her. He starts rolling his hips up to her again, keeping her pressed down hard to take it.

'Tell me what you like best.'

He makes it sound like he thinks she could be into something hardcore. The truth is, he would lay money on her preferring things vanilla. Maybe the occasional pinch of spice.

He's not entirely wrong, but then keeping things simple with a superpowered alien is practically a survival requirement. That doesn't mean she's not open.

He might, however, have an overestimated opinion of how many partners she's had.

"I like it when someone takes control."

When she can afford to let her guard down, anyway.

His smile extends, and he leans back to rest on one braced arm. The other holds her thigh, and he looks at her with lazy eyes for a moment, before jerking his head to the side.

'Get on your hands and knees.'

Tess smiles. She's not unhappy he's gone this route. She was mostly hoping he'd take the bait.

She turns over, disappointed that it removes him from her, but anticipating his return.

He finds it hilarious that she might think she can let her guard down around him, but that's her problem, not his. He just rolls up to his knees behind her, and takes a moment to run his palm down the length of her spine.

'Lucky for you, I like it when people do what they're told.'

He taps on the inside of one of her thighs.

'Wider.'

She's not necessarily letting her guard down. She's been allowing him to call the shots almost their entire encounter. If he takes it too far, he'll be reprimanded.

"I know."

She opens her legs wider, arching her back.

He grins behind her back and gives no warning at all, just pushes straight back into her with a small grunt. He appreciates the arches back a whole lot, spreading his hands around her waist and pushing down a little at the curve of her ass, keeping it low so he can get in deep.

'Ohhh, you know. No surprises left already.'

Her ass gets a smack, though it's not hard.

'That's sad.'

She moans as he re-enters her, pushing back against him.

"Oh. I doubt you're all out of surprises."

She smiles as he slaps her ass.

"Do that again."

Really, now?

'Like that, is it?'

He does it again, only harder, a ringing slap timed to land as he thrusts hard inside her. It brings a sound from him but his attention is all on her, measuring her reaction for future reference.

Not always like that, but now and then if her partner starts she won't turn it down a few times. Not a proper spanking, however.

"Harder."

She says this between moans of pleasure.

"Fuck me harder."

Well, since she asked so nicely...

Jim takes hold of her at the hip and yanks her back on to him, snapping his hips forward to meet her. She wants it hard, he's happy to oblige, falling into a rhythm that's not fast yet, but has all the promise of it to come.

'How hard do you want it, Tess?'

He slaps her again, pressing her ass down so his cock will drag along her g-spot.

"Like that. Just like that."

Although if he wants to step it a couple more notches she probably won't argue.

'You look good like this.'

Enough fooling around. He's been wound up from watching for ages, she's tight, and wet, and hot, and he's never not going to enjoy having someone spread out in front of him. The pace stays slow but every thrust is focused, driving into her with intent

'Fuck, really good.'

She glances over her shoulder.

"So do you."

She pushes back, hips moving to match his rhythm. Taking every thrust from him with soft moans, she starts to get louder as the heat inside her increases.

'I know.'

He chuckles a touch breathlessly and ups the pace when she starts getting louder, not before. If she wants more, she can ask for it one way or the other.

And now they both know, but she still suspects there will be surprises to come.

"Oh, god, yes."

He can take that how he likes.