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SENSUALITY: Carnal

Cover art (c) Eliza Black 2004
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Captain Roman Parker has been with the Star Union for fifteen years and is a decorated officer. When he realizes he wants more from life than a title, he sets his sights on a woman who makes his blood boil and fire shoot through his loins. Only problem is, Lt. Commander Destiny Stewart does not appear to share his feelings. Desperate to relieve his sexual tensions, Roman creates a holographic program that simulates Destiny’s body. The hologram lacks any real emotion, and always leaves him longing for the real deal.

Lt. Commander Destiny Stewart has had her eye on her superior officer from the moment they met. He’s never shown any interest in her, and when he finally does, she’s convinced it’s a test. Not wanting to lose her position aboard the expedition vessel, Destiny sticks with pleasuring herself and enlists the help of a holographic likeness of Captain Parker.

Can two people, obviously meant for one another, find happiness or are they destined to rely on technology to satisfy their needs?

Rating: Extremely erotic, contains EXPLICIT sex and language, multiple partners, anal sex, and oral sex--Not to be confused with other works by author.

CYBER SEX:

PREPARED TO PLEASE

By

Mandy M. Roth

© copyright December 2004, Mandy M. Roth
Cover Art by Kat Richards, © copyright December 2004
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636
www.newconceptspublishing.com

This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.

Dear Readers:
This is a bit of a stretch for me, but I enjoyed it too much not to write it. My goal is to entertain not to isolate. Thank you so much for supporting me in this endeavor and I hope that you enjoy this as much as I have.

Mandy M. Roth

Chapter One

On board the Expedition Vessel Eight, headed towards the Fargonie galaxy…

"That’s it ... harder, umm, harder."

Captain Roman Parker pumped the full length of his cock into the beauty below him and held it there as his balls tightened and his seed shot forth. She wrapped her long legs around him and moaned in his ear. "That’s it, Roman, give it to me baby, I want all your come."

As the last drop of semen fell from his cock, he withdrew from her. Her bright blue eyes looked up at him with an emptiness that he always hated. She drew in her bottom lip and flashed him a half smile. "Can I suck you off now?" she asked in a husky bedroom voice.

"Destiny, baby, you can suck my dick another time. Not tonight, baby."

She crossed her arms over her full breasts and pouted. "You never let me suck you enough. I could roll your balls around in my mouth again--you always seem to like that. I didn’t get enough of your semen. I want more. It tastes so good."

Roman sat up on the bed and pushed Destiny’s hand away. "Computer, end holographic program Destiny-211, authorization code, Parker 0840."

Instantly the life-like holographic image in his bed disappeared. The computer was able to simulate sex almost perfectly but it lacked one thing, the real Lieutenant Commander Destiny Stewart. Sure, his dick was at least partially sated, but it still longed for a taste of the real thing. The program he’d created gave him something to fuck whenever he wanted, but she lacked all of Destiny’s personality. It was nice to have a hot woman begging to blow you, but even better to know that the real thing wanted you. So far, Lt. Commander Stewart showed no signs of wanting him.

The intercom beeped, and he groaned. "Parker here."

"Sir, we’re nearing M83293 and are receiving a transmission from the Expedition Central Admiral--Myers." Lt. Commander Dirks said.

Roman rubbed his stubbed chin and stretched his shoulders. "Patch me through to Myers and let me know when we reach the planet."

"Yes, Captain."

The com beeped again and Roman steeled himself to deal with Admiral Myers. They’d butted heads since their first day in the academy fifteen years ago. "What do you want Jonas?"

"There’s the man I know and love." Jonas Myers said sardonically. "I’ll cut to the chase, you were scheduled to be in the Fargonie galaxy for two months, we need you to stay for five now."

"Five months!" Roman was outraged. It was just like Myers to pull a stunt like this when he was at least twenty light years away. "My crew has been ship bound for six months already. They need some R&R."

"Fine, let them take leave on the next planet, but you are staying in Fargonie an additional three months. A replacement vessel will be sent as soon as we can."

"Jonas," he took a deep, calming breath. "Fine, but I want my men compensated. I don’t need a bunch of them de-listing."

Jonas laughed. "Well, with you as their Captain it’s a wonder they even stay at all. Fine, I’ll authorize a three percent bonus for each crew member who completes the additional three months."

"Deal. Parker out." The com shut off and Roman smiled. It was good to be the first to hang up.

He stood slowly, attempting to work the kinks out. The computer generated Destiny had worn him out. "Turn shower on--default settings."

The hum of the particle stream running from the other room sounded like music to his ears. His sore body pulled in the direction of relief, stopping only to glance in the full-length mirror. At thirty-three, he still managed to have the body of a twenty year old. Working out in the fitness center everyday had a little something to do with it. Knowing Destiny would be there, working her tiny little ass to perfection had a little something else to do with it.

Roman ran his hand through his dark brown hair and cursed when he thought he saw a speck of gray in it. That’s all he needed, gray hair to offset his gray eyes. Women either loved his eyes or hated them. They weren’t a natural color, but he’d ended up with them all the same.

Shrugging, he entered the bathroom. The feel of the hot particle stream against his skin was pure heaven. A knock on his quarter’s door startled him. "Enter," he shouted, expecting Dirks to come traipsing in with news of their arrival on the new planet.

"Captain, Commander Dirks told me that I could find you in ... oh, I’m sorry, Sir...."

Roman’s dick hardened instantly at the sound of Destiny’s sweet voice. He turned slowly, knowing that she now stared at his naked backside, and hoping that she like what she saw. He bit back a smile when he saw her blue eyes widen as her gaze went to his groin. He knew he was impressive. He didn’t need her to confirm that--or did he?

Her long black hair was down today. That wasn’t her normal way of wearing it, and he loved it. Granted, she looked great regardless how she wore her hair, but down she looked so exotic--a vixen in an officer’s clothing.

Destiny stood there with her mouth open. She’d seen naked men before, but Captain Parker took the cake. She felt heat rushing up to her cheeks and hoped that he wouldn’t notice. She did her best to pull her gaze away from the massive serpent that had seemed to spring to life between his legs, but couldn’t. From the moment she’d laid eyes on him, she’d tried to imagine what he’d look like without his uniform on. There was no way she’d done him justice.

He cleared his throat and her head snapped up. "Sir ... umm ... sorry, Captain."

He laughed. "Stewart, I’ve asked you to call me Roman several times before. Now that you’ve seen me with my clothes off, perhaps you can feel comfortable enough to start doing it now."

"Yes, Captain ... err ... Roman."

"Can I call you Destiny?"

You can call me whatever the hell you want to, she thought to herself as her gut pulled tight. Snap out of it, girl. You’re two steps away from drooling.

"Great then, Destiny would you like to join me, or would you like to meet me in the hallway in about five minutes?"

"Join you?" she asked, still trying to get her wits about her. For a fiercely independent woman, she couldn’t seem to keep a level head anywhere near Captain Roman Parker.

He flashed her a smile that screamed sex and her insides flip-flopped as cream began to work its way down her thigh. The sight of Roman’s wet muscles and erect cock made her nipples erect and her tongue dart out and over her lower lip. It was a habit she’d always had and hated. "Are you asking me to join you in there?" she asked, pointing to the shower.

"Perhaps."

Perhaps? What the hell kind of answer was that? She was burning up inside with desire and he was playing vague games with her. It hit her then. This was a test. He wanted to know if she’d break any of the Star Unions rules on dating officers. That had to be it. She’d worked too long and too hard to get her position to toss it away over a test. She straightened her back and stood as tall as her five foot seven frame would allow. "No, Sir. I will wait for you in the hallway per your instructions. Thank you, Captain."

Spinning on her heels, she stalked towards the door, more out of a need to run from the temptation behind her than anything else.