Laura woke in the middle of the night. At some point she'd rolled over to her side. Bill was pressed against back. His hard member against her thigh. His hand on her breast.
His touch was sending heat waves to her core. It had been a long time since she felt this sensation. The cancer had taken everything from her, but the Cylon blood had given it all back.
Bill's hand moved down her stomach. Laura's breath hitched when it slipped into the waistband of the boxers she wore. She was thankful for her lack of underwear when his hand quickly found her clit. Her hand fisted the blankets on top of them.
"Bill." Laura couldn't help but moan his name.
"Hmm." He hummed in her ear. She felt his hand still."Frak. Laura, I'm sorry. I must have been dreaming."
He tried to pull away but she stopped him.
"Don't stop." She heard herself say before she could get control of her words. "Gods please don't stop."
Laura held her breath for a second waiting for him to respond.
"Is this What you need?" Bill's fingers moved against her again while he kissed neck.
"Yes." Laura rolled over onto her back to give him better access between her legs. "Oh Gods yes."
His mouth caught hers for a slow longing kiss. He swallowed her moans when he slipped two fingers in side her using his thumb to rub her clit. She closed her eyes at the sweet bliss brewing in her.
Bill used his free hand to pull her tee shirt up. Laura had been thankful for not having a bra either. Bill's mouth found her a nipple easily. With his hand he toyed one of her nipples and his mouth assaulted the other.
"Oh Gods." Laura moaned. Her back arched. "Yes . . . Oh . . . Yes."
"That's it." He whispered. "Cum for me, Laura."
Laura didn't know if it was how he'd said her name. Or how his voice vibrated against her nipple. Or the pressure his thumb added to her clit. Or maybe it was all three. Laura didn't know, but she did know her body started to spasm. She cursed and screamed his name unable to control anything her body was doing. Her hands fisted in his tanks as she tried to hold on. Her body felt like it was floating and on fire all at the same time.
Bill's hand rode out her orgasm until she laid limp. He pulled his hand from the boxers she wore.
"I'll be right back." He kissed her forehead.
Laura watched from hooded eyes as he climbed out of the rack. He returned with a warm washcloth and cleaned between her legs, before disappearing again.
"What about you?" Laura asked when he climbed back into the rack and pulled her against his chest. Her hand wrapped around him through his boxers. "I can . . ."
"I'll be fine." He took her hand into his. "You need your rest."
Laura nodded and was already drifting off to sleep.