Warning: This chapter is ADULT

Part Seven

When Ezra Standish had returned to his quarters when the end of his duty shift arrived, his expectations for the evening were for it mostly uneventful. He knew that Julia would not be freed from duty in Engineering for several hours yet and that she was probably determined that everything be in perfect working order before she left with him for a week to enjoy their vacation on Pacifica. As Ezra prepared for a quiet evening inside his quarters with only a copy of his favorite book, Chaucer's Canterbury Tales for company, Ezra could not deny how much he would enjoy their sabbatical away from the ship.

Ezra peeled off his clothes and stepped into the shower cubicle, thinking that he was just tense enough to try the water showers that Vin Tanner enjoyed so much. Sonic showers were effective and in the long run more efficient than water showers but even Ezra had admitted that they were terribly refreshing, and he needed refreshing more than ever right now. More than any member of the senior staff, Ezra's relationship with Julia Pemberton was free of all the emotional baggage the others were presently enduring. While everyone on board knew the Captain and protocol officer were involved, their passion for each other though burning like a white-hot flame were contained in long wistful looks, the occasional hand holding and the notes of concern they showed for each other during crises.

Vin Tanner and Alexandra Styles' relationship was in an even greater state of limbo. They were lovers in every sense of the word, separated by a thin sheet of glass created by Vulcan physiology. As Chief Security Officer, Ezra was aware that they sometimes spent their nights together and although he loved to speculate on what took place between them, Ezra knew that it was mostly because Vin loved to see Alex next to him when he woke in the morning. Just as Alex needed his comfort to sleep. Ezra himself would not mind waking up next to Julia, had their relationship progressed that far, which it did not.

A lesser man might be incensed that Julia and he had yet to consummate their relationship. Ezra only need look in her eyes and know that it was because she was afraid. For all her self-confidence, when it came to men, she was unsure of herself as any woman entering the most important relationship of her life. He had no doubt that Julia loved him and knowing that filled him with this feeling of happiness that had been devoid most of his life. However, she had hesitated in that most intimate expression of her feelings for him. Ezra understood that this was also coupled by the fear of ruining things between them by entering those uncharted waters prematurely. Ezra did not mind waiting, not at first, because he enjoyed being with her even without that intimacy. Unfortunately, he was a man with needs and try as he might, the ability to contain was fast slipping out of reach. He could feel them pressing against his skin, demanding release. Ezra's passion for Julia by now was almost frenzied but he forced himself to wait, because he loved her too.

Ezra felt the beads of refreshing hot water running over his skin and decided that Vin might have a point about bathing this way. Soaping himself up, he indulged himself under the hot spray, relishing the warm steam against his wet skin. Strange how this most primitive ritual could ease the tension out of one's body with such ease. He was in the process of washing his face when suddenly, he heard the cubicle door slid open. Ezra almost jumped out of his skin from the shock of this intrusion when suddenly, he was greeted with an even more astonishing sight that forced to jump back into it again.

It was Julia.

Beautiful, naked Julia stepping into the shower cubicle with him.

Ezra did not speak for a few seconds as his eyes traveled down from her face, rapidly becoming moist by the shower spray as she entered the narrow space with him. Down her creamy white neck, to the full breasts down past the smooth curves of hip and to the mound of dark hair that sent a surge of desire that traveled from his eyes to his cock in less than a second. She did not waste any time indicating what she wanted of him when her hand reached for the soap and created a layer of lather over her palm.

"I thought I'd join you Commander." She whispered in his ear as she leaned forward, closing the distance between them.

"Julia," Ezra swallowed, anticipation building so fiercely inside of him that he thought he might explode there and then. "Are you sure?" He asked praying that she was. He wanted her so badly right now, he could barely stand it.

Her soapy hand enclosed around him and answered his question in one magnificent stroke of his rapidly hardening flesh. Ezra groaned, feeling every inch of her palm dragging over his heavy shaft before culminating by the delicate swirls at the tip. His hand pressed the sides of the cubicle, trying to keep himself from ejaculating too quickly. However, she was nothing less than torturing him as she continued to stroke him into erect desire, her lips moving to his bare chest, planting soft kisses against the slippery skin.

"Oh, my Lord." He whispered, feeling the pleasure as her soft lips moved to his nipple and her tongue began swirling around the erect tip, teasing the elliptical flesh into a tight plateau the more she continued. God, he never imagined that having her touch him could feel so good. They had kissed and at points she had made him so hard he had barely made it back to his quarters to please himself, but this was beyond his imagining. Julia did not speak, she continued to lave his body with her hot tongue until Ezra was so incoherent with need he could barely think. Her hand was stroking him into orgasm unless he stopped her.

She pumped in her hand with such brutal intensity that Ezra could hardly think and then she stopped all together. He opened his eyes and met emerald pools of amusement. She glanced down briefly, admiring the journey of water rinsing the soap off him and Ezra found himself subconsciously reaching for her hand, trying to get her to touch him again. Julia moved away and looked up at him.

"I have something better in mind." She said with a smile and lowered herself onto her knees.

Ezra felt his gut tighten in anticipation before she took his thick, full shaft into her mouth. The contact of warm, wet heat against him forced the security chief back against the wall, his jaw going slack with pleasure. He felt that talented tongue swirling over his glans, teasing the narrow slit and then sliding down the heavy shaft as far as it would go down her throat. Ezra was nearly mindless by the time she got that far. His hands snaked through her hair; his hips began thrusting forward into that tight ring of flesh that was teasing his cock into breaking point. He watched the crown of wet hair, glistening with auburn fire as lips taunted and teased, until he was groaning out loud and not even caring.

But he wanted to care. He loved her. As much as he wanted her to finish him, to shoot jets of heat down her throat and have her lap him up in the same exquisite way she was sucking life and soul out of him, Ezra wanted to be with her when that moment came upon him. Slowly and fighting the delightful feel of her mouth as it slid over his aching cock, sucking the head with such insistence that the intention was almost forced from him, Ezra placed his hands-on Julia's shoulder and started pulling her gently to her feet. Julia met his gaze with confusion although the absence of her lips from what they had been doing almost forced a sob of disappointment from him when he felt her pull away.

As soon as they were standing face to face, Ezra crushed his lips against her in a kiss of brutal passion, what she had just done to him was beyond belief. Her mouth opened beneath his, allowing Ezra to plunge past her teeth and begin a fierce duel of tongues as he continued to devour her lips like a man starved for an eternity. Ezra forced her against the glass wall of the cubicle, feeling her body pressed against his and finding another little groan of pleasure escaping him when the hard flesh of his cock slid into the warm welcome between her thighs. Instinctively he pushed but quickly restrained himself because he did not want to rush, aware of what a big step this was to her.

His hands cupped both her breasts and began to knead gently, the slick feel of water, making him feel every perfect curve with heightened sensation. He heard her whimper softly as his fingertips lavished the same attention she had a few minutes ago. His mouth slid over the soft creamy skin of her neck, never imagining that it could taste so good. She was utterly incredible, Ezra thought to himself, reveling in the sensation of her taut body against his own, aware that the writhing sensations rippling through her with each soft cry was an expression of her own need for him. The thought of her wanting him that much almost made him come there and then.

"Julia," Ezra said huskily as he lowered his mouth onto one nipple and sucked it past his teeth. She arched languidly against him, her hands digging into his back and hair, each time he swirled a tongue around that rosebud hardness. He had never wanted any woman as much as this and each he felt her groan, felt himself slip closer to the point of no return. He continued to suckle on her for a little more, feeling her melt in his hands like soft butter before he straightened up to return his lips to hers. His journey back was slow and torturous, kissing places on her body that was not accustomed to such ministrations and felt her shudder with sensation each time he made contact.

"Ezra please," she begged softly. "I need you. I need you inside me."

"Oh Lord Julia," Ezra blinked hearing her impassioned plea and feeling it all the way to his throbbing cock hungry for release. Without wasting any more time, he reached for her thigh and hooked her leg around his hip before probing the slick space between them. Ezra watched her face as he slid into her for the first time. His breath caught at how beautiful she looked upon penetration, the glassy expression, the full lips slightly parted, the heaving breath as she accepted all of him as her fingers clawed at his back. Watching how she took him inspired such hunger within him, Ezra wished the moment would never end and only when he buried himself all the way inside her, did he dare take a breath.

"You feel incredible," he grunted as he considered her eyes, trying to come to grips with the intense sensation of taut muscle crushing his cock into subservience. Her hands dug into his rear, pulling him deeper into her as an indication for him to start moving and it was a request Ezra was more than happy to oblige as he started pumping into her body. The first stroke into her almost drove the reason from him. It resonated through his entire being, making him shudder with pleasure and forcing him to begin thrusting with even more abandon.

He never thought it could be this wonderful. He was a soul jaded he knew that. He thought that poets and dreamers overrated how incredible it could be to make love to someone that you loved. Ezra had never believed it because he had relationships before and the one was never equal to the other. However, he could not deny that his feelings for Julia were different. From the first moment he had seen her, Ezra knew that he loved her and always would until his dying day. Her ability to make him see things through a fresh and idealistic perspective had rekindled something inside his cynical core that was craving such insight.

Each stroke into her was pure bliss. The harder he pumped, the more paralyzing the sensations became until he was bracing himself against the wet glass wall to control himself. Julia's hands were pulling him deeper into her, until he began to feel himself collide against the barrier of flesh at the innermost depths of her. Each impact forced a shudder of pleasure through both, rippling through their bodies and their cries of ecstasy became one voice reaching crescendo.

Ezra tried desperately to maintain control but the more and more he felt himself plunging into a well of delight, coupled wit her heated cries, the more he felt himself slip away. The heat they were generating inside the shower cubicle was so intense, Ezra wondered how it was the water was not turning into steams upon touching them. Suddenly, he felt her shudder in his arms and the muscles inside her tightened so intensely that he felt the air escape his lungs from the powerful sensation of crushing weight around his cock.

"Oh Ezra!" Julia gasped, as the full flow of climax ripped the reason from her in that one desperate groan of pleasure. Her inner muscles clenched around him and bathed his cock with fire until he felt himself seared alive in the agony of pleasure.

"Good Lord, I cannot...!" He was commingled with lust as he felt himself literally explode within her body, releasing seed into the deepest crevices of her. He continued to pump every ounce of his ecstasy into her body, even though he was shaking from the overload of sensation. When he was completely drained, Ezra collapsed against Julia's body, breathing hard as he tried to believe what had just happened.

And he thought the only thing he would be doing to night was reading.

"Miss Pemberton," Ezra remarked when he was able to breathe again. "You are full of surprises tonight."

She did not look at him, choosing to keep her head buried against his wet chest. "The night is not over Ezra."

Ezra's broke into a smile, feeling a shudder of renewed attention moving steadily down south with the thought of an entire night like this. "Since I am not needed else where, I think I can accommodate you."

Where in the hell was Ezra Standish when you needed him?

Chris Larabee wondered as he peered gingerly past the doors of Holodeck 1 to see if there were any signs of danger in the corridor beyond it. There were a few people going about their business. They were walking up and down the carpeted floor on their way to one part of the ship or another, oblivious to his attempts to discern where danger might come at him, should he choose to emerge from his hiding place of the last few hours. He knew that he was being ridiculous. He was a captain of a starship for God sakes, there had to be an easier way to deal with a girl who had a crush on him!

Chris emerged into the corridor and quickly made a beeline towards the turbo lift, hoping to get there before any young women accosted him with more than his coffee and status reports in mind. He had spent the last three hours hiding inside the holodeck, running the Old West program, he liked so much where he was the man in black. In that holographic simulation, the only person he had to deal with was outlaws, not some young girl whose feelings he was afraid of hurting when he had to refuse her.

Chris tapped his foot anxiously waiting for the turbo lift doors to open. His mind was racing at what he was to do about this situation. Not only was he going to have to let Casey down gently, he was going to have to face JD and explain to the kid that this was not his fault, that he had done nothing to lead Casey on. Whether or not JD believed him would not matter, the young man was still going to be hurt because he was pretty hung up about Casey.

The doors slid open and Chris prepared to flee if by any chance Casey was inside it is waiting for him. Fortunately, however, when the turbo lift did finally show him its contents, the only person there was Buck Wilmington.

"Hey Chris." Buck said with a grin as Chris stepped inside the lift with him.

"Didn't I leave you in command?" Chris looked at the man, wondering what on earth that smirk on his face was all about. "Computer, Deck 10." Chris instructed before turning back to Buck to await an answer.

"I left the con in JD's hands," Buck replied, still smiling. "It was pretty quiet up there and the kid can handle it."

Chris nodded in agreement. JD was more than capable of taking care of things in the interim and if something did come up that was beyond his scope of experience, JD had sense enough to let them know about it. "Okay," Chris said with a sigh. "I know that look. Which unfortunate ensign, lieutenant or whatever, did you score with this time?"

"Oh, now Chris," Buck gave him a reproachful look but was still unable to get that smirk off his face. "A gentleman does not kiss and tell."

"A gentleman doesn't," Chris agreed. "But we're talking about you. Don't make me make that on order Commander," the captain grinned. He needed to hear something optimistic today, even if it was the tale of Buck's latest conquest.

"Alright," Buck retorted and gave his captain a look. "Let's just say that Alex is starting to come out of her shell."

"You're dreaming." Chris snorted. Alex? That was about as likely as a Klingon deciding to take up ballet dancing wearing nothing but a tutu. "You would have better luck trying to keep Ezra out of a card game then you would with Alex."

"I thought so too," Buck conceded that much since he knew otherwise. "But apparently today, the lady was more accommodating."

He was not joking. Chris knew Buck well enough to known when his oldest friend was joking and the expression on the first officer's face, though smug as all hell and so he should be if he managed to hurdle that impossibility, was genuine. He was telling Chris the entire truth. "You slept with Alex? Commander Styles?" Chris exploded.

"Hey, I am as shocked as you are, but the woman was extremely hard to ignore." Buck replied, his eyes misting over as he remembered how hard he had come into her body when he was pumping into her on the desk of the captain's office. Perhaps he ought to leave that little bit of the story out for Chris' benefit. "She just took me. I had no choice in it."

"She took you?" Chris looked at Buck skeptically. "You're telling Alexandra Styles just came up to you and fell into your arms, just like that?" Chris tried to wrap his mind around the idea and then found out that it was too impossible. While Alex and Buck were friends with the former respecting the man enough to work exceptionally well with him, Chris knew for a fact that Alex abhorred Buck's mating habits. She thought him a pig and it was a running joke how she would often voice it.

"Not into my arms," Buck said guiltily. "More like on her knees." The grin sneaked across his face as Chris' eyes widened in shock.

"Oh my God." Chris's jaw dropped open. He was not certain from envy or astonishment.

"And you and her..."

"Three times, the first on..." he paused and then responded after a moment's thought. "on the desk in my quarters and then twice on the bed. I thought I knew something about pleasing women, but that girl just rode me until I thought I was going to die." He said with a wistful sigh, his body still warming with satisfaction at the memory of that passionate bout of lovemaking. "But what a way to go." He added.

"Buck!" Chris jabbed him in the shoulder. "How could you do that to Vin?"

"Vin?" Buck looked at Chris, unable to believe that Chris would think he had not considered. "I told her that, but she said that she could not get what she needed from Vin and it didn't mean anything. She just wanted a good time. I'm sure if Vin was up..."

Chris gave him a murderous glare. "Choose another word, commander."

Buck realized what he had almost said and turned red with embarrassment before speaking again. "Sorry." He said sheepishly and continued. "I'm sure if Vin was capable of giving her what she needed she would have gone to him. As it was, all she wanted was a little loving from someone who could make her feel good. What's the harm in that?"

"The harm in that commander," Chris stared at him. "Is that Vin is not going to see it that way. He is in love with her! Hell, we all know that! Sure, he isn't mature enough to do anything about it, but you can tell that just by the way he looks at her! How do you think he is going to feel knowing you gave her what he couldn't! Its bad enough the man has an inferiority complex the size of red giant without you having to make things worse!"

And he thought he had an explosive situation with Casey and JD. This seemed to pale in comparison.
"Chris..." Buck started to say, realizing that magnitude of what Chris was trying to impart and suddenly coming up with the terrible conclusion what he shared with Alex might have far reaching consequences.

"Don't Chris me!" The captain snapped genuinely angry. "You're my oldest friend and I love you Buck but I am also captain of this ship and you should have sense enough to say no. We've got a situation on our hands and its getting worse. I have no idea how things are going to be after this!"

"I will talk to Vin!" Buck exclaimed, grasping at straws to fix the situation even though the damage was done and quite irrevocably.

Buck did not regret what he had shared with Alex. It was incredible. She was incredible. He wondered what a passionate woman she must have been before the Cardassians had done their worst because even as he was making love to her, he sensed that something was being held back as if she did not quite trust him enough. He had lavished ten kinds of pleasure on her and even though Buck heard her call his name in abandon, he sensed that it was not entirely what she wanted. Buck knew that whom she had wanted was Vin, but he was not so selfish as to mind.

For Buck, there was nothing finer than making a woman feel good, whatever the reason.

"You better." Chris said as the door slid open on his level. "Because I don't need to remind you just how pissed off a Vulcan can be."

With that Chris stepped out of the lift, leaving Buck to his thoughts.