He arranged her hair again and she remembered Julia talking about Zurian's fascination with her hair. She'd thought that she'd never experience such tenderness. The pleasure built, the pressure higher this time. As much as she enjoyed him touching her and his obvious pleasure with her hair, she was desperate for him to be inside her.
Next he decided to try death by thumbs. When she could move again without him starting this pleasurable torture all over again, she'd show him a thing or two. Who could've guessed that having a stubborn Zyrgin move his thumbs over the underside of her breasts could feel this good? Could drive her to contemplate mayhem if a certain alien didn't stop playing with her?
He kissed and licked her whole body with short flicking motions of his tongue. She wanted to scream, to move, but if he started over, she might just kill him. Or spontaneously combust.