Chapter 2
The Serpent Offers her Apple
This could have ended any number of melodramatic ways. Hebina could slam a harsh fist right into his face and kick him out for impinging on her privacy. Why, she could even march down to Coach Dile, accuse Jack of sexual harassment and have one less competitor-and stalker-to worry about. The walls may be soundproof so the racers could get ample slumber for the upcoming rigorous days but Hebina knew her piercing shriek could shatter even the most reinforced glass. If she could just get her vocal chords to function, she could have all the others assembled here in an instant. They would see Jack draped atop her over-exposed frame and take her side, labeling him a filthy pervert and have him shamed for life. He would be knocked off his self-righteous, oh so squeaky-clean pedestal and out of her life. She would finally be able to have peace of mind and focus on what was most important. Winning. There was absolutely no flaws to her committing any of those genius, albeit excessive, actions. Oh, whom am I trying to kid?
The very instant his smoldering lips crashed down upon hers, it was as if all manner of rational though liquefied. She may not have shared her quarters with an endless string of men but she could certainly judge what made a kiss sublime. The few trysts she used to have had given her sufficient knowledge to know that this strange man kissing her knew much more about the arts of intimacy than she had given him credit for. Either that, or Jack was just so extremely passionate that his clumsy touch and taste literally scorched her. Well, this was an interesting development. Whether it was unwelcome or not, Hebina was still on the fence about it. After all, she had wished, whilst in the midst of fevered caresses, that Jack would be there to truly send her straight to the moon and back again. With all the misfortune she had suffered since coming across that damned Team Jet, she had again conceded to the fact that she would not get what she wanted. Perhaps the winds of change were finally blowing her direction. Now, the most pressing and critical question was this.
What was she to do now? Again, Jack had pushed forward a bold proposal, though this one had absolutely nothing to do with racing, lest the track ran the full course of her little boudoir. Obviously, running away and screaming at the top of her lungs was not going to be an appropriate response. They needed to actually talk about this. Oh, I am so not ready for this. Jack and I haven't really exactly had any deep, soulful conversations ever since that crazy night he decided to chase me through the town! Calm yourself, Hebina! You've dealt with men before. Be formal, firm and flawless as you always are. Let us see where this will lead and if you're lucky, you'll get the better end of it all.
She placed a hand on Jack's chest and gently shoved him back. She couldn't be too rough or he would slink off back to his room, his pointy little bat ears drooped over. She couldn't be too inviting either or he would probably have a lower opinion of her than he already had. Other than "pirate girl", she didn't wish to be called easy or worse, a wench. Jack blinked, his posture tense as he sat back, his gaze both unnerving and tinted with anticipation. It was not fair that he looked so cutely nervous. Hebina bet that he actually did expect a fist to come flying into his face or, for more effect, a knee to lunge up at his groin. I might as well be a cordial hostess. After all, he and I just explored each other's esophagus in the most pleasurable way possible. There's no point in pretending it just didn't happen.
"Jack, relax. I'm not going to hurt you," That verbal admittance immediately had a calming effect on the almost quivering investigator. He had feared the moment he opened his big trap and blurted out that proposal she would beat him up black and blue. Hebina, after all, had quite the short fuse as he could witness from her dealings with Fiona and the rest of Team Jet. Then again, this rather benign, almost amiable treatment from her put his suspicious instincts on edge. A space pirate's mind worked like tiny gears in a timepiece, forever moving and never delayed. He would keep his guard up till she revealed her true intentions. Hebina stood and made a graceful show of dusting herself off and fluffing out her sapphire hair. The blasted fringe again obliterated his enjoyment of finally seeing both her eyes at the same time.
She could have easily pinned it back. It would create a totally different look for her. Instead of appearing eternally questionable and sly, she would have actually appeared feminine and approachable. Jack couldn't help but briefly wonder whether if Hebina purposefully did not want people, particularly men, to find her attractive in that sense. Her vanity was more prone to her looking grand and so opulent that many would not be able to hold a candle to her. It was not one to highlight her regally beautiful features that, if accessorized and adorned simply, would make her a portrait of utter feminine pulchritude. She wanted to be fiercely respected, feared and bowed down to. Love was not in her ambition. His musings about her were interrupted when she spoke again.
"Jack, clearly, we cannot just sweep this under the carpet and hope it will all disappear," Her tone was one of complete formality, as though she were dappling in business dealings rather than affairs of the heart. "We need to come to a consensus. It was extremely obvious that you're highly attracted to me." The very ends of her purple lips curved up as her eyes traveled from his head all the way to the reinforced armor on his feet. Hey, it didn't hurt to know that you were still very much sought after when it came to the opposite sex. It amused her to watch Jack's face bead with sweat and all the bravado he had posed when he begged for her drain in an instant.
"Uh, well, you see, Hebina," He racked his brains tiresomely, searching for a logical yet evasive retort to her statement. Still, the truth lay out in front of him, striking and unavoidable. He was indeed madly attracted to Hebina. Perhaps at first glance, it was mere appraisal. The other male racers had made their confessions that, yes, despite her immature outbursts and scheming, the space pirate was a true galactic beauty. As time passed and he attempted to bridge the awkward gaps between them, he had taken note of all her nuances and little imperfections that made her more real than he imagined. Then, lo and behold, came this fateful night. Surely, there was no man that was able to watch a woman satisfying herself and calling out his name without even the slightest reaction in his lower regions. Well, of course, homosexuals were an exception. Jack was as straight as the track was smooth, proving to himself that indeed, it was futile to deny that he found Hebina nothing short of deliciously desirable. "Ugh, screw it. Fine. I'll admit that I find you beautiful. Of course that doesn't mean anything else! I would never soil my reputation by actually being in a relationship with a space pirate."
Hebina cocked one dainty, arched eyebrow. Her gut instinct had once again proven to be correct. Jack really did have something to do with the Galactic Federation of Investigators. She had never met any men who were this against being with her romantically if not for their status in the world of justice and legality. Still, how ironic that though he found the idea of being in an emotional commitment with her repugnant when not more than a few minutes ago, he had his boner against her inner thigh. Then again, he certainly shares my sentiments. Imagine me, a former noblewoman and now currently the most beautiful and talented space pirate in the universe falling for a guy like him? I'd rather lose all my treasure! Oh, touchwood that won't actually happen. Hmm…but there's no denying that it would be most exciting to keep him around whenever I need to have my tension tamed. I believe I have a plan.
"Oh, don't flatter yourself, Jack. As if I would ever have such a connection with you. On another note, what were you doing under my bed in the first place?" In the heat of all those delicious moments and carefully calculating her next move, Hebina still didn't know his rationale for sneaking into her room at this hour. He was an investigator though so the answer couldn't be that far from what she expected. The detective in question was starting to sputter and fluster for being caught in such a scandalous manner. "I was trying to find you and well, you weren't here. But then I heard you come back and dove under the bed so you wouldn't freak out…so…I could…find you?" I hate myself. I really, truly loathe myself. Hebina could no longer politely disguise her amusement under a winsome smile. She guffawed long and hard, holding her sides at his extremely pitiful attempt at lying. Oh, such a novice in the sophisticated art of deception. She wondered what other things she could teach and fine-tune after she executed her plan.
"Mm hmm, very cute, Jack. Oh please, do you take me for a fool? You should never underestimate a space pirate's intelligence, least of all mine. I know you have something to do with the Galactic Federation of Investigators and you're tailing me because you think I'm up to something. I might as well save the both of us trouble and come clean and tell you that the only thing I'm after is winning all the races here and becoming rich and famous," She smoothed her hair back before pressing both her hands together, holding them to her lips as her magenta irises sparkled. "To have my name in lights, my face on the big screen and literally drowning in diamonds would be just my idea of heaven." Seeing her contented smile grace her lips and those luminous eyes glimmer sent a shiver down Jack's spine. Could he ever satisfy her so irrevocably if he was given the chance? Jack! You can think about that a little later! She just confessed her true intentions. Of course, you still need to be ever vigilant. As hot as she is, she is still a cunning, devious space pirate and can never be trusted. Again, her sultry contralto broke through his personal thought bubble.
"Coming back to this little issue at hand, not taking advantage of it would be just too shameful after sharing such a fiery kiss," Jack's eyebrows had certainly disappeared into his bushy hairline. Was Hebina actually considering what he thought she was considering? But that's ridiculous! She knows he's the enemy and she wouldn't really accept his proposal-which he now realized was both idiotic and harebrained-so wholeheartedly. A prickle of paranoia was niggling him at the very base of his spine. "After all, we're both adults with a decent level of maturity and obvious sexual desires that have been left simmering for far too long. I don't see the actual harm of a little fun. There won't be any strings attached. I don't expect you to start worshipping the ground I walk on afterwards though honestly, you should already do that on your own. It will be just a night of wild and wicked tussling in bed. And may I remind you, you were the one that just begged me to sleep with you?"
His orange ears started to cloud over with red and tingle with heat. Well, she got him between a rock and a hard place. This was what he wanted though. He had to torment himself with watching her writhe in ecstasy and wondered desperately to know if he could do the same when they were both in the throes of unbridled passion. Moreover, these impromptu trysts could gradually graduate to them talking about her and he would learn more about this criminal, write an excellent report and may end up becoming the best investigator on the force. Hebina was an elusive criminal and no one so far had gotten much dirt on her. Jack would gladly take first place. Besides, wasn't it time he thought about himself for a while? He could hardly remember the last time he held a willing, devilishly sexy woman in his arms. It was high time to be a bad bat while still keeping to his job. It isn't exactly shameful unless he was truly enamored by her. He knew some of the other detectives were guilty and actually pretty proud of sleeping with the women they had to investigate, if they were scintillating sirens like Hebina. It was high time he got a piece of all the action.
"Absolutely no strings attached?" Hebina scoffed at his disbelief as she reclined back in the chair, her slim legs crossed. Jack tried to not let his gaze linger on the soft down that highlighted her supple thighs.
"Yes, Jack. Absolutely no strings attached. Now, do we have a deal or not? If you're going to chicken out now, you're welcome to leave before Little Miss Sunshine comes back," With that, she lifted herself from the chair and strutted to the door, hips swaying. She knew Jack's heated gaze followed the delicious view he got of her clad in nothing but violet skimpy lingerie. One of her hands rested against the metal of the sliding partition door. Her eyes were nonchalant and most of all, challenging. A lump formed in Jack's throat. It's now or never. What will it be?
He stood up and bridged the distance between them in controlled strides. Hebina found herself swooning against the corrugated metal in no less than a moment when his lips encased hers. The flames licking her body were quickly fanned to a fever pitch. During their little exchange, it had died down a little but there was no mistaking the electrifying chemistry lingering in the air. As his fangs clashed with hers and his tongue attempted to relinquish dominance from before, all conscious thoughts melted away. Hebina couldn't give a flying fuck if either Fiona or, goodness, her loyal crew witnessing this. Jack was affecting her body and mind in a tantalizing, tempestuous and tempting way. Sensations flooded her after literally a year since her last quick and rough tumble.
Her back hit against the metal of the door but she didn't even feel it. Her arms came up from her sides as their lips dueled ravenously. They were in a world of their own, their mouths. As though disjointed from their owners, they roamed free to nip, nibble and suck. She let out a tiny pained gasp when he took the whole of her bottom lip and sank his fangs into it. Fuck, that hurt and yet, I've never been so hot and bothered in my life. Jack too was treading somewhere on cloud nine. His cranium literally spun with heady emotions as he devoured her juicy lips. There was a distinct taste of raspberry and how he relished it. She tasted even better than those jelly-filled doughnuts Diego had graciously introduced him too. His hands cradled her wrists in his. Since she had given full consent, he saw no reason for brutality. He wanted this night to last. If it was going to be a night of debauched, sinful and depraved fucking, he was going to enjoy every single moment of it. If I'm lucky, I'll probably get to have her more than once or even twice. Oh, if the other guys on the force could know about this.
He didn't really have ample time to visualize the indignant faces of his fellow investigators/agitators when Hebina slid a hand down his chest and tugged at his shoulder piece. "This is getting in the way, Jack. Well, this is not fair. Here I am in my under things and you're still fully dressed, helmet and all," Her tone was airy and positively dripping with seduction. Like a crisp doughnut glazed with sugary goodness. Jack realized that he would rather devour her mouth even if the world's bounty of doughnuts were to fall straight into his arms right now. While still keeping her tongue at bay with his, he made quick work of his armor and leotard suit. The space pirate could not suppress a giggle at how nimble his fingers were and how his limbs flew swiftly with anticipation.
"Pretty eager, aren't you, cherry boy?" He stopped his fervent divesting of clothing to gape at her. "Wh-what did you just call me?" He wasn't daft or deaf; he knew what "cherry boy" meant in a convict's language. Apprehending filthy rogues had helped him attain quite the vocabulary. "Cherry boy" literally was synonymous to virgin. Jack may not have been around the block for over many months but he was no innocent. Hebina was smirking at him with that grating little smile of hers, her magenta eyes slightly narrowed and glimmering and her hands on those shapely hips. With a roaring determination within him to prove her wrong, he let his clothes just fall to the ground, stepped out of his heavily armored boots and flung his helmet to a far corner of the room. On his two, clawed green feet, he stood, eyes never breaking their gaze, completely naked and somewhat confident.
Hebina lifted a finger to her chin and inspected her newfound, temporary treasure. As she had suspected, Jack's body was slender but finely ripped and sculpted. Obviously chiseled due to all his years of strenuous training to stay on the force and also from all his experiences with physical combat and chasing. His shoulders were broad, leading to a strong, hard chest before her eyes drank in his narrow waist that encased a steeled six pack. His green skin was a rich emerald tone, a luxurious shade that managed to not make him look too bizarre. The purple markings that ringed his eyes and adorned his cheeks only appeared again on the underside of his limbs and his back. His arms and legs were corded with fine, lean muscle and, to her wonderment, beneath his underarms were thin membrane sheets stretched over delicate, long, flexible bones. Well, how apt. He possessed real, aerodynamically correct bat wings. She circled him, inspecting him like how a ravenous vulture examined a carcass. She was not displeased, not in the slightest, with his, ahem, concealed weapon. Well, no longer so concealed but still very impressive. It was green like the rest of him but a darker shade at the tip, riddled with pulsating veins and just ever so slightly curved upward. Me thinks I am going to enjoy myself very much tonight.
He strode towards her and grasped her upper arms, pulling her so close to him that their hips practically meshed into one another. With his mouth, he maneuvered her to turn to the bed and fall upon it, him pinning her down. Hebina crooned out her approval when she felt his probing, searing hot erection prod her inner thigh, looming dangerously close over her silken folds. Her languid fingers slid up from caressing the base of his spine to the bushy tufts of swamp colored hair that grew from his head. Despite the off-putting color, the brush was fluffy and she could not help but giggle as she lost her fingers in it. His eyebrows too were the same dreary pigment and thickness. Hebina would never dare tell him but right now, she was certain that she had never bedded a guy that looked so…adorable. His appearance was that of a warm-blooded mammal, a hideous bat no less but his large golden eyes, his hopelessly tousled bush of a haircut and that pink blush slowly invading the green of his cheeks all lent him an undeniable, boyish charm. This is just not fair. He is far too cute! If I don't pat him, he'll whine like an annoying little puppy on its hind legs. What a small, triangular nose he has. I could lick and gobble it up. Hmm, those ears look mighty sensitive too.
"What are you thinking, Hebina? I get nervous when a space pirate doesn't let on what's on their minds. Let alone a female space pirate whom I'm about to fuck," His normally demanding voice took on a sultry undertone, coming out husky as it tingled her ear. She was absolute decadence in an innocent buttercup yellow glow beneath him. Her feline ears that drooped slightly looked dangerously alluring to bite. As for her luscious body, well, he'll have those purple binds off in a moment. Whilst his claws peeled away the irritating fabric, his pupils absorbed the beauty that writhed, alive and aroused, underneath his pelvis. Her breasts were impeccable; they were not ridiculously large or anywhere near flat. They were ample, full and so perky and round, he could not even tear his eyes off them for a second. His tongue darted out to moisten his lips. The caramel nipples hardened to tiny, pointed peaks, taunting him, beckoning him. As his gaze traversed down the plane of her stomach, he could see that Hebina maintained herself extremely well. She was flawlessly kept and shaven with toned, athletic legs that yielded not even the slightest tinge of cellulite. Well, this explains how she can outrun me so well. A musky scent permeated the air and slinked into his nostrils. He shuddered. There was no mistaking the signs of a woman's impatient arousal. Hebina was wet and primed for him. It took insurmountable effort to tear his stare away from the pink, juicy cavern that hid away rather shyly betwixt the space pirate's lithe thighs. She looks so delicious. How wet will she be around me? Will she sop over me? Drench me? Her tightness…will it bruise?
The barrage of questions was bowled over when Hebina leaned up and ran the tip of her tongue around the perimeter of one giant, ultra sensitive ear. Jack's cock jerked upwards in response and a raspy moan was ripped from his throat. I knew it. I found his sweet spot. Taking the very pointed end of the thin skin, she gently massaged it with her teeth as her fingers danced down his chest, relishing the solidity and strength of his abdomen. Jack's breath came out in hot, heavy pants. His member throbbed in response to the sensations rushing down between his legs. What is this! She's barely even touched me down there and I'm all about ready to blow a load in her face! Keep cool, Jack. Remember, the last thing you want to do is prove to her that, in her eyes, you're an overly hormonal, uncontrollable cherry boy who cries himself to sleep at night. You know, the latter part of that statement isn't all that false. Shut up.
Swallowing hard, he regained his iron resolve and dragged himself downwards, lips leaving hot butterfly kisses down the valley of her breasts, pausing just beneath her navel. The only noise at that moment was Hebina's sudden sharp intake of breath. It was a short hissing that heightened Jack's confidence ever so slightly. At least this showed he wasn't the only one getting a little impatient. He allowed himself to linger around her belly button, lapping up circles around it, tickling her with his sandy tongue. When Hebina made it clear she would not stand such gentle caresses, he hoisted himself up again to take in one caramel nipple into his mouth. He sucked. He rolled the tenuous tip around and around between his sharp teeth. He nibbled. He relished. Hebina's little mewls and moans filled up the already heated air that blanketed. Jack wanted nothing more to bury himself to the hilt in her. Foreplay is important, Jack. If you give her a bad time, you know, in her corrupted space pirate mind, she will blab it to every of the other racers. Not only will you be an outcast then, but also a laughing stock.
After getting his fill on her sumptuous chest, he traversed downwards where Eden awaited him. Her inner thighs were slick with her arousal and as he positioned his head betwixt them, he could feel her tremble beneath him. Pursuing his lips, he blew on the engorged bead that protruded past the sticky, pink folds. Hebina released a strangled gasp, her hands weaving through the brown tufts. The musky scent was sending Jack into mental disarray. Before the space pirate could think, his tongue was upon her. It prodded, caressed and lapped. Though he was rather jerky, it still felt abominably good. His fangs nipped hungrily at her thick labia, sucking and tasting it, ingraining the distinctive sweet sourness in the darkest recess of his mind. His claws held up her thighs as his tongue worked and darted thirstily, like a parched dog drinking when it finally chanced upon a source of water, around her drenched cavern. Hebina writhed and wriggled, her moans attaining a melodious crescendo. Her head was thrown back, face contorted into unquestionable pleasure; sweat beading her buttercup yellow skin.
When she was properly moistened, he pulled his head back, relinquishing his tongue. Hebina let out a pitiful moan that she loathed intensely. She hated sounding so pathetic, so vulnerable, and so unable to do anything. Jack was deceptively strong, quite impressive for someone she perceived would cower at the drop of a hat. He certainly experienced multiple nervous breakdowns when they were on that mysterious island. She had misjudged. She really needed to get her perception straight.
Jack was now properly mounted atop her, his thighs straddling hers. He has even smoother skin than me! Oh, he feels big. It may be a strange green color but I can't discredit him for such amazing structure…and length. Hebina could barely withhold her excitement. She heard her newest notch on the bedpost let out a little sigh. She had leaked more of her arousal. His tip soaked it all up like a sponge. His fingers snaked up and cradled the back of her neck.
"Hebina," Her name was a silken purr, lingering in the air. It was so full of sinful promises, resonant with raw lust and even held a tinge of…respect. Of course, Jack was a gentleman. That was what really surprised her when he showed his more rakish, forward and sensuous side. Hebina wouldn't put it pass him to be a man that would treat a woman any less than he already did even if he was just having a one night fling with her. His thumb caressed the back of his head, making her inhale sharply. He was staring into her eyes far too tenderly for her liking. I don't think any man I've bedded actually paid attention to my face with such…scrutiny. Concentration. It's like he's memorizing my every feature. Quite romantic, I have to admit.
"You never answered my question," He finished after what seemed like ages of them seemingly held in suspended animation. Before she could respond, his other hand clamped tightly onto her hip and with a lift of his own hips, a swift repositioning of his legs and he was buried full tilt into her. Oh sweet spirits of racing. She's so tight. Sodden. Hot. He threw his head back, a gruff moan escaping his lips. Hebina too was highly affected by the sudden penetration. Her back arched upwards and any answer she could sardonically hurl at his question were lodged tight in her throat. Oh dear goodness me. He's so hard. I never expected Jack to be of this size or even able to feel this wickedly good. Hmm, all these years of going after the supposed type of lover, I find one that took my breath away but he is completely not my type! This may change things.
Any further plotting would have to wait as Jack began to stroke within her. She let her eyes slide close and her arms to slide around his sturdy back. A low whimper of approval was released from her mouth at his slow, methodical and passionate movements. Jack was sure this was paradise. Hebina's pussy was like a moistened, velvet prison. A prison he hoped he was never liberated from. She clung tightly to him, almost sucking on his cock. Unbidden fantasies of having her shoving him to the wall, getting on her knees and taking his dick in her violet lips caused him to hold her securely by the hips and thrust hard into her. The heat that had overwhelmed them before cloaked them instantly and this time intensified a hundred fold. Rational thought, consciences and any smidgen of logic these two normally rational people clung to all flew away in the winds of their erotic joining. With a ferocity he never knew he had, Jack claimed her lips again, forcing their tongues to duel just as fervently as their bucking hips. His chest was pressed up, almost wedged tight against her supple breasts and he reveled in the sensation of her pebbled nipples caressing his skin. Sounds of perspiring flesh scraping and slapping against one another filled the room and Hebina once again was thankful that every inch of Gurao quarters was soundproof. That little brat roommate of hers did not need to hear all of this carnality at such an unspoiled, immature young age. Moreover, it would be most distressing if the bitch ratted her out to Coach Dile.
"You want to know what I'm thinking, Jack?" She broke their intense making out and brought her swollen lips to his ear, nipping at it lightly. Jack let out a boyish whimper that made her grin like a wild cat. Despite his surprisingly good fucking skill, she could still instill immense ecstasy within him by the slightest of provocations. While he panted and dropped hot butterfly kisses all over the soft, solid mounds quivering beneath him, the investigator managed to croak out. "I've waited this long for an answer. What?"
Hebina's purple lips pulled into such an erotically devious grin his loins throbbed within her. "I'm thinking that this has got to be the best casual fuck I've received in a while now," Mere words, that was all they were albeit with the most scandalously teasing tone attached to them. Yet, they were more than sufficient to drive Jack to unleash the true beast within. He was always so just, so pure, so morally upright. Underneath his badge, his uniform and his code of conduct was a man that wanted badly to misbehave, to follow his own rules and to take pleasure in doing so. He was doing it now and he was going to do it right.
Nails digging into her hips, Jack pushed her legs upward, letting them dangle over his shoulders as his knees lunged forth to collide onto the bed. At this luscious angle, Hebina's eyes widened as the detective's immense member slid even deeper inside of her, reaching a spot that had not been stimulated for so long. As the tip of his cock rubbed determinedly against it, it immediately sprung to life and her body was throbbing and writhing with sensations she was sure was purely illegal to feel. With each ram, Jack's member would brush roughly against that sensitive bead buried deep within a woman's petals and cause her to enjoy the most sinful pleasures. This coupled with his well-timed, impassioned and frantic thrusts were certainly more than enough to have the space pirate practically screeching his name. If these walls weren't soundproof, Hebina was sure that the name Jack would be heard for galaxies around. Jack too was starting to moan out her name; Hebina almost sounded like the lyrics of an amorous melody.
"Hebina," He called out, each syllable stressed and purred. I may get used to him calling my name now. The space pirate noted with glee and satisfaction. The ultimate peak was just within hand's reach. Jack hurried the next several hard thrusts. Hebina lifted her hips every time to meet him perfectly. Fingers tightened their grip and teeth strove to nip and nibble any flesh they could find. Gurao held its breath, its other occupants oblivious and in slumber, as two very unlikely lovers reached the abyss and plunged willingly into it. Hebina came first; Jack really was such a gentleman. His name this time came out in such a broken rendition, it sounded alien. Her folds collapsed upon him, clenching him tight, milking him for every seed he could flood her with. Her finely manicured, painted nails left long, red scratches all over his emerald back as the waves of seemingly endless pleasure crashed over her. Heat pooled all through out her body and when it was, sadly, over, all she could do was smile almost stupidly, her sapphire hair damp and plastered against her face. Jack took his pleasure no less comically. His cock experienced heavenly spasms and jerks, quite unlike his other pathetic affair, and he found himself roaring out Hebina's name to the galaxies beyond. His seeds of passion spurted generously, flooding the insides of her all the way to her womb.
Spent, satiated and certainly able to sleep now, both the racers collapsed against one another. Both of their chests heaved in tandem as they panted, trying in unison to catch their breaths. What they had experienced was definitely something worth doing again…and again…and again…. and maybe, again. An idea popped into Hebina's ever-crafty mind. Now that it wasn't dopamine addled, her brain could once again plot and devise strategies. She gazed down at Jack who was completely out of it. Well, I shouldn't kick him out. He deserves the rest after all of that delicious tangling anyway. I'll be civil. I'll keep him here and we'll talk things out in the morning.
Hebina reached for the side table's drawer and pulled out a long pipe. Engraved serpents ran up the length of it. Soon, a tiny bag filled with perfumed herbs was pressed into the end of it and with a match, Hebina had it lit and was soon puffing thoughtfully on it.
"Shame," She muttered almost resignedly as she blew out perfect circles of enticingly herbal smoke. "I was hoping to quit but oh my, after a lay like that, I need this." Again, her gaze drifted to Jack whose bushy green head still nestled against her breasts. A genuinely affectionate smile graced her normally deceitful, vicious face.
"You know, Jack, there may be some advantages to keeping you around for some more…fun."