Excerpt (Explicit)

With the moon on the other side of the planet, the port set in the outside wall shows the velvet blackness of space. It’s beautiful. Peaceful. Mariel yearns for peace.

Rain is the only thing that keeps her from disarming the outer door, flipping the double lever and stepping out into the void.

There’s no sense of movement, but as the station rotates the Earth swings back into view, its blue-green swirls luminous and jewel-like. From up here you can’t see the wildfires or the swathes of dead ocean.

Minutes crawl by. Her frantic pulse slows. Now there’s a deeper ache, as if a giant fist clutches at her heart. She closes her eyes and wills herself to be patient. There are a million reasons why her lover might be delayed.

Finally she hears the soft whoosh of the latch. Slinky and silent as a cat, her midnight-dark hair tumbling over her shoulders, Rain slips into the airlock and pushes the door shut. Then she reaches down to pull Mariel up and into her arms.

They don’t speak. They can’t speak, with their mouths welded together in a feverish kiss. Rain tastes like that atrocious Martian brandy that’s become so popular. She smells of male sweat and designer aftershave. Mariel doesn’t care. She runs her hands down along Rain’s strong back, feeling the muscles shift under the synthetic smoothness of the other woman’s jumpsuit. Pressing her body against Rain’s, she holds tight as her lover pins her against the wall. Their breasts mash together, the double layer of fabric between them slippery and frustrating.

“Damn it!” Rain lets go long enough to grab Mariel’s zipper and drag it down below the waist. She pushes the one-piece garment off Mariel’s shoulders, then hones in on her throbbing nipple, sucking hard.

Mariel gasps as lightning arcs from her exposed breast to her cunt. Rain rakes her teeth across the sensitive nub of flesh before transferring her mouth to the opposite nipple. At the same time, she forces a hand into the crotch of Mariel’s coverall and slides a firm fingertip over her rigid clit.

The transition from anxiety to desire is instantaneous. After all, they have no time to waste. Mariel grips Rain’s shoulders and humps her fingers, deeply embedded now in Mariel’s slick folds. A climax swells in her depths, gathering power second by second until it launches as a fiery explosion of pleasure. Her knees buckle but Rain holds her tight, one arm around her waist while the other hand still plays in Mariel’s pussy. Those knowing fingers awaken new cataclysms of bliss. Helpless, grateful, Mariel shudders through another fierce release.

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