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The rain let up and the sun poked out from behind grey clouds just long enough to see a warm sunset over head. She closed up the barn and headed indoors, where Luke was already inside. He sat on the loveseat, watching the firelight twitch, flames twisting upwards toward the chimney. His large hands stretched outwards towards it, warming himself from the cold rain. As she entered, he gave a tired smile.
“Your planet can get very cold,” he shivered.
“Well, the best way to warm up after a day in the chilly rain is to take a long, hot shower,” she grinned.
“Well,” he stood and swayed towards her in a mocking fashion, “perhaps you should join me then.”
Her heart jumped, lust flooding in and eliminating her chill. Luke took her hand and guided the blushing woman upstairs.
He peeled the wet clothes from his body as Amy watched every movement of his perfectly chiseled muscles, longing to reach out and feel them. As he dropped his pants to the floor, she gasped.
“Wow! You’re…uh… extremely large.” She couldn’t take her eyes from the bulging piece of manhood before her.
Luke gave a chuckle and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water roll down his shoulders and chest. Amy licked her lips and stripped down, keeping her eyes fixed on the delicious site before her.
“Aren’t Earth men?” he laughed, helping her inside.
“Not any that I’ve encountered!” she snickered.
Silently, Luke turned her towards the back of the shower. Taking a loofa from her rack, he lathered it with the sweet smell of lilac and vanilla and began to gently scrub her back and buttocks. The feel of his touch and the smell of her favorite scents made her body leap into a sensual trance. His hands slid around to her waist, leaving suds on her naval and hips, as he pulled her closer to his skin. Amy’s legs began to tremble, his breath warm in her ear.
“Does this please you?” he whispered.
“God, yes.” Amy’s breath was labored under the sheer pressure of lust.
She turned to face him, pressing her breasts against his chest and watching hungrily as his bulging manhood began to grow. With a wicked grin, she took the loofa and returned his kindness, washing every ripple of muscle in his arms, then chest and sneaking down his happy trail towards his throbbing cock. Luke closed his eyes, tilting his hair into the warm water flowing from the faucet above. He gave a groan of pleasure and Amy felt the warmth of her excitement beginning to grow. He leaned down, pressing his soft lips onto hers and gave a deep, passionate kiss. They stood, pressed together tightly, kissing and breathing in one another until Amy thought her body would explode with need. She wanted him, inside her and near her, a deeper longing than her body seemed able to control.
“Amy,” he whispered between kisses, “I want to be with you. To take you as I would a mate in my world. Would you have me?”
The sweetness of his voice, the gentle ways he held her despite his strength—Amy could easily remain there forever.
Reaching for a towel, Luke stepped out onto the cold floor below. He dried himself, pressing the cloth along his muscular thighs and soft golden skin; Amy followed his movements with her longing eyes.
“Yes,” she gave him a warm smile once he finished. “I want you, even more than can I understand. Don’t bother with your clothes; let’s head to bed.”
They walked together to the bedroom, closing the door softly behind them. Locked together in a tight embrace, he guided her towards the bed and sat her on the edge. She eyed his large piece, wondering how the hell that was ever going to fit, and leaned in to place a gentle kiss on his thigh. She looked up, her deep brown eyes glimmering in the light, noticing Luke’s face was not only brimming with passion, but worry. He’s nervous.
With a flick of her tongue, she tasted him, taking as much as possible into the warmth of her mouth, listening to his groans of pleasure. His hand found its way to her hair where he gripped desperately, feeling her taking him in and releasing him with a rhythm that was pure torture. She could feel his otherwise sturdy legs shaking, threatening to cave below him where he stood.
“Come,” Amy took his hand. “Lay down on the bed before you fall.”
He gave an awkward grin but obeyed, lying beside her on the soft comforter. Amy continued her slow torture, tasting his length with her tongue and massaging his manhood with her fingers. He let out a shout—then suddenly, a release. She sat up in surprise, not expecting him to cum so soon. He looked at her, utterly mortified, and her heart melted.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...” he sat up on the bed, “…it’s just that I’ve never felt the touch of a woman before.”
It made sense. His home planet was one of survival, not of pleasure, and he had spent several years cooped up in a ship searching for signs of life far from home. Amy thought back to the look he had given her when she stood naked in the bathroom and grinned. Here, lying next to her in her bed, was a drop-dead gorgeous alien that had never even experienced sexual connection with his own kind—nevermind a human. She lifted his strong hand from his chest and planted a soft kiss on his palm, then leaned in to feel the press of his lips once more. She savored every moment of his touch, his presence near her illuminating the world, and her body.
“It’s okay, Luke,” she snuggled in tightly to his warm chest, listening to the sounds of his rapid breathing, “We can try again whenever you’re ready.”
His strong arms wrapped tightly around her, squeezing her breasts into his body as he let out a long sigh.
“You’re so kind, Amy,” he yawned in exhaustion, “…and so gorgeous. How did I get so lucky to crash land into your life?”
They fell into a deep, peaceful sleep, naked and enjoying the feel of one another’s bodies in the quiet of night. I’m the lucky one, Amy thought as the world drifted away into dream.