“Mmm,” Spencer answered, filling his senses with all of her scents and flavors; unable to lift his head from the nirvana he’d found.
Tabitha gave him a few more seconds before she sighed, leaned forward, and nipped his ear. Not too hard, but firmly enough to break him from his lustful trance.
“Spencer?” she warned.
“Okay. Fine,” he huffed and drew himself up. “Moving now.”
Instead of leading her out by the hand, he bent and scooped her up in a clench behind her knees, lifting her high to hold her against him like he was gripping a tree trunk.
A sexy, curvy tree-trunk.
She laughed as he began to stalk forward, flopping her upper body over his shoulder only as he reached the doorway so they could both fit through.
Her hysteria was contagious, and by the time they cleared the hatch and were confronted by the two crewmen who were on janitorial detail tonight, Spencer, too, was nearly convulsed.
“Hi.” Tabitha briefly lifted her head and greeted the pair with a quaking snort. “Nice night, huh?”
“Yeah. For Spence,” Jasper, one of the crewmen, answered, uproariously. Spencer was surprised the guy could find his voice. Jasper turned to his partner in crime. “Hey Sam, you think there are any more to-go snacks like her in there?” He hitched a thumb toward Tabitha, then the mess.
“One can dream,” Sam sighed lustily, “but I’m pretty sure our friend Spence has snagged the last one.”
“Theonlyone,” Spencer teased, not repentant in the least. “So sad. It sucks to be you guys.”
Jasper put a hand to his ear and tipped his head. “Wait. Did someone say suck?”
Sam nodded sagely and Jasper continued.
“Huh. If my ears weren’t mistaken, I think there was already a bunch of that going on in the mess. But do you know what else I think, Sam?”
Sam looked dutifully puzzled. “Why don’t you tell me, Jasper.”
“If Spencer doesn’t shut up and get his sorry tail moving right now, seizing the moment, there might not be anymoresucking.”
The two were a riot.Not.
Spencer was done with them. “How about you?—"
“Oh, don’t worry,” Tabitha cut in. “There’ll be plenty more where that came from,” she said sassily, from her once again, upside-down position.
She gave Spencer’s ass a sharp slap. “Mush, team leader!”
Spencer’s cock jumped excitedly at the contact, but he managed to roll his eyes at his friends before answering Tabitha. “What am I now, a sled dog?” he barked. But without any further ado, he tightened his hold and took off at a trot, throwing back his head and howling loudly as he ran.
Tabitha was so convulsed with laughter that by the time they reached her cabin, she was gasping for air.
“Oh…my…God,” she managed, gulping. “Now the whole ship…” Giggles shook her body. “Okay. Everyone knows, so we’re committed now. Are you sure you have the energy, though? You had quite the day.”
Spencer slid Tabitha slowly down his body until her feet hit the floor. “Uh, you know you did, too. Right?”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t the one in need of decompression,” she countered. “And my whole being is actually pretty jazzed up right now.”
Shit.Maybe…
It hit him that perhaps they were both this giddy because…they’d lived. Theirs had been a life-or-death situation, and Tabitha reacting to him in this way could simply be…an affirmation of life?
Spencer took one step away, and Tabitha’s face grew stormy.
“Oh, no you fricking don’t,” she snapped, shaking her head. “You donotget to talk yourself out of this because you think we’re pumped up on leftover adrenaline, or that I’m working on some kind of urgent avowal of my own existence.”
