I was still a bit weakened from my orgasm and allowed him to navigate my body with his movements, my bare cheeks grinding against the counter top with...every thrust. My strength gathered again and I followed my body with his. The strokes got faster and deeper until he suddenly whipped me off the counter top. I was suspended in mid air, my legs spread over his arms while his hands supported my thighs and arse. I gripped his shoulders as he leaned back and hammered into me, uttering a primal roar.. I let my other foot be dragged out until my legs were straight, my feet hanging just over the bottom of the bed. I was still shaking with fear, but I felt I had to let this happen. Birch surprised me then, by kissing my ankles. It was unexpectedly nice, and I sighed, relaxed a little to the inevitable, and lay back. The kisses made a slow path up my legs, hands parting my knees a little to allow the kisses to be more widely spread. I’m not sure I can even explain how I felt while this was going. That night he had a dream, or a nightmare, from his POV, about pawning his art supplies. The pawn shop wouldn't give him money, but only rings, engagement rings. It was her first visit to his studio and it was like a whole new world for Dalia. Her sister had the baby, giving her a break. But, he sensed a black cloud hanging over her today. Her eyes were red. “It's the anniversary of the day my best friend died.” “I'm sorry. Shouldn't Marcus be here with you?” “I can't tell Marcus.. Tamara, Tif, Louis, Gina, get to command. Timothy, I need you on your space defense station. Fred and Xavier suit up for the lasers. Brad and Debby can back you up."Yvette joined in as we dashed out. Candi was still trying to refine the picture, but we could get a quick count. "We currently have eight jump points. Medical, we might not need you, but get the pods ready. Heather, I hate to ask, but can you and Philippe do your magic in the multi-use room again, we just might need the space. Bren,.