Chapter 121

Back to the future, in time for the rendezvous with the military craft and the next phase of her operation.

"So that's the ship?" Seth leaned over the back of her seat and gazed over her head at the large vessel they approached.

"Yes."

"I don't suppose we have time for a quickie?"

Insatiable man. Since her capitulation a few days ago, they'd spent most of their time in bed having sex. Actually, that wasn't true. The bed wasn't the only place they'd christened. Practically no bare wall, chair, or space hadn't seen them doing things that would make a human woman blush. It seemed they'd both harbored a lusty need for contact. More than contact, satisfaction.

Anastasia had forgotten the ecstasy of a lover's touch until Seth reminded her. With each caress, stroke, kiss, and orgasm, she recalled the other reasons why she'd become so addicted to him so long ago. Like a drug, he entered her system and made her crave more and more.