The Pleasure Principle

The thought flitted through Gizelle’s mind as she glanced at D.T. over her bare shoulder and found him staring directly at her, a look of challenge in his black eyes. He knew what she was up to and he was willing to let her continue down this path.

For how long? That was the question. Because, in all honesty, she’d never intended to take this game all the way. She knew she had to go to extremes to get and keep D.T.’s attention. She was playing on his emotions, pushing him to the edge in order to get him to agree to return to Earth with her.

But he seemed almost inclined to let her continue. To cross a line she’d never really considered crossing.

Damn him. She turned back to Trey and gave him a tight smile. “He’s obstinate,” she said in a low tone. “Did I mention that?”

Trey grinned at her. “Looks to me like he’s enjoying the show. Now that he’s wiped the scowl off his face and he’s no longer looking at me with murder in his eyes.”

“As though he really wants to see us together,” she said with a slight shake of her head. “I just can’t understand. Oh, hell. Of course I can understand. D.T.’s playing his own game.”

So Gizelle continued hers. As her hands splayed across Trey’s expansive, well-defined chest, she couldn’t help but think how much the smooth skin and hard muscles reminded her of D.T.’s. Trey’s entire body, in fact, made her think of how hard and sinewy D.T.’s body was.

The fact that she’d stripped Trey naked still surprised Gizelle, and a tingle of embarrassment, mixed with a hint of excitement, shimmied down her spine. She really didn’t have too much trouble traveling this wicked path. The heat that rose off of Trey’s skin, combined with the heated stare from D.T. that she felt to the core of her being, had Gizelle’s internal temperature boiling. The sexually charged atmosphere surrounded her—the naked limbs, the exploring hands, the teasing tongues, the plunging cocks, all of these things made Gizelle’s pulse race. Her heart hammered in her chest and her pussy throbbed with desire.

It seemed that all of her convictions fell to the wayside. She didn’t forget her true mission, that was for certain. But she did find it easier to concentrate on the seduction, rather than lose herself all over again to the anger she’d felt because of D.T.’s refusal to return with her.

She had the distinct feeling that she could sway him. But he was going to force her hand. He wouldn’t give in easily. And he wouldn’t make it easy for her.

No problem, Gizelle thought as she pulled in a deep breath. Two can play this game. She cleared her mind of all thoughts and focused solely and what she had intended to accomplish when she’d set this plan in motion.

Giving Trey a playful smile, she said, “As they say on my planet, let the games begin.”

She leaned close to her new friend and pressed her lips to his. The kiss could have been a simple, easy, teasing one. Trey didn’t allow that. Instead, his arms wrapped around Gizelle’s waist and tightened, crushing her naked body against his, making her painfully aware of their lack of clothing. His heat and hard muscles seemed to surround her, drawing her into a warm cocoon that helped Gizelle to keep her inhibitions at bay.

As her fingers tangled in his thick hair, she let his tongue stroke hers, and it made her heart pound even harder.

When Trey’s hands moved from her waist and began to roam her body, she felt an internal fire that she knew innately was just the beginning of a rager that would rip through her body if she continued this seduction plan. She’d soon understand why her small ship sometimes suffered circuitry meltdown when she reentered the Earth’s atmosphere. The blazing heat could cause serious damage to her mechanical systems. And Trey’s heat just might do the same to her insides.

Or maybe it was knowing that D.T. watched them, without interruption, that had her on fire. Was this turning him on? Driving him wild? Making him want her even more?

Those thoughts settled in Gizelle’s brain and she found herself convinced that D.T. didn’t stop her, didn’t rip Trey’s limbs from his body and pluck his balls from between his legs, because D.T. was actually enjoying the show.

Surprisingly, that made Gizelle even hotter.

And determined to turn up the heat.

Chapter Eight

As Trey’s kiss deepened, Gizelle let all thoughts fall to the wayside. Instead, she felt his hands on her body and his hard muscles pressed against her, and the truth was that all of it felt really, really good.

When Trey’s hands eased over her bare flesh, moving up her sides and front until he cupped her breasts and teased the nipples tight, her body tingled from head to toe with erotic pleasure. Pressing herself against Trey, she was sure she conveyed her desire for him. But another dark desire lurked in her mind.

Dragging her mouth from Trey’s, she whispered, “I want both of you.”

Excitement flashed in his onyx eyes. “I’ll do whatever you want.”

Her heart hammered a little harder in her chest as Gizelle’s pulse kicked up a few notches. “How do we…?” She shook her head, not sure how to go about this. How to set a ménage a trois in action, particularly given one of the party’s extreme agitation at the game she was playing.

Then again, if D.T. hadn’t put a stop to things by now, maybe he was more interested than she’d guessed.

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nbsp; “Leave it to me,” Trey said, breaking into her thoughts. “That way it looks like it was my idea, and he won’t hold it against you.”

She hadn’t considered that. But Trey seemed to be an expert in this area, so she deferred to him. “Lead the way.”

And he did. Pulling her into another all-consuming kiss, Trey’s hands went back to work on her body and Gizelle allowed him to command her passion. The mere thought of D.T. joining in, of the two men pleasuring her at the same time, was so erotically stimulating, she felt she just might jump out of her skin at the thought of it.