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She stripped him before straddling him. Deiter gripped her waist to steady her. Leaning down, she licked along his lips. He opened, giving her access and she slid her tongue into his mouth to duel with his. Arissa moaned at his taste. There was just something about it she couldn’t place. Letting it go for now, she enjoyed the kiss.
    With a moan, she rubbed along his heated naked flesh. Deiter cupped her ass guiding her motions. His hard shaft teased her slit. She released him from the kiss, shifted then sighed as he pressed right to her clit. Rolling her hips she groaned at the delicious friction. Deiter’s harsh exhalation joined hers. Arissa moved forward, intent on having him.
    “Condom.” His raw, husky voice stilled her.
    Arissa came to her senses, shocked at what she had been about to do. She had never forgotten something so important. Biting her lip, she pulled away and reached into the bedside table for protection. She put it on him then repositioned herself over him. Deiter squeezed her waist and Arissa met his gaze.
    “When we get back to terra-firma we’ll both get tested? That way when we come to see each other we can go without them.” He leaned up close to her lips. “I want to feel you around me.”
    Arissa nodded mutely. She shifted and sank down onto his hard erection. Deiter bit back a moan then repositioned his hands to cup her butt. She rocked with him, murmuring. In seconds she was moving urgently against him. Deiter clenched her ass in time with her thrusts. His head thrashed on the bed while he muttered in a language she didn’t recognise. He rolled his head back. The muscles of his neck stood out in sharp relief.
    She rubbed her nipples as she moved on him. Each downward motion of her hips made his cock rub her inner walls, driving her into frenzy. Plucking at her aching buds, Arissa whimpered as she increased her movements. She moaned, squeezing her throbbing nipples. Deiter murmured as she took him. The base of her belly tightened then pleasure overcame her. Arissa shuddered, coming, then flopped beside him and shivered.
    Deiter held her firmly whispering against the side of her face. She couldn’t distinguish what he was saying. He rolled them over so she lay under him. Arissa glanced at him, startled as he stroked into her. Her lids fluttered closed as his hard length ploughed deep. With slow, measured thrusts, Deiter plunged into her pussy.
    “Look at me,” he demanded softly.
    Arissa blinked. Deiter smiled tenderly as he continued to move. She moaned. The contrast of him taking her like she was precious to him was her undoing. The motions of their joined bodies seemed to be in time with her pulse. A slow, steady throb, with a skip as he deepened his thrusts. She could feel the difference from their previous couplings—while they all had been intense and heated they’d not included anything except getting off.
    This encounter had all that, as well as the emotions of something deeper. Arissa’s breath caught as she wondered if they could actually have something more. Being on a cruise in such close quarters had led to an instant connection but what would happen in the real world.
    Do you want more with him?
    Without hesitation she knew she did. Arissa gripped his shoulders. Deiter’s hot skin flexed under her palms. He began again to speak in another language. She held on for the ride.
     
    Deiter moved deeper into Arissa’s wetness. He placed his arms beside her head, caging her beneath him. He couldn’t stop the words flowing from him in his native tongue. They poured so fast from him he didn’t even know what he was saying. Yet he knew it was all the emotions he had been holding back since he’d met this amazing woman. Arissa Wright was all he could ever want and he was not about to let her go. He had planned to broach the subject of after the cruise later, but seeing that man next to her had made him feel something he never had before—jealousy. Arissa coming after him