Foreword
"Chris, Chris, Chris," she said, and then fervently worked her lips and tongue and breasts and her entire body against me.
It was too much for a human male to bear. I got up, scooped her into my arms and headed for the bedroom. Her arms clung to my neck, frantically as though I might let her go. Little danger of that. It was obvious to both of us the way she was affecting me. She nibbled at my ear, and the heady perfume of her hair filled my nostrils. Where my fingers were touching her bare flesh, her skin seemed hot. The animal excitement that throbbed through her seemed to pass across to me, and I found myself trembling as I took her into the darkened bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.