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Title: Wham, Bam, Thank You, Commander, 8/8

Author: Ginny Powell

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Trip/OFC

Feedback: Of course! wmginnypowell@yahoo.com

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is owned by Paramount. The rest is
just a product of my fevered imagination. If you know a way I can
profit from this, tell me � I�m gettin� nothin�.
Summary: Trip is a stud. �Nuff said.

Chapter 8 � Starting Over
It was several days later. Trip and Veronica were walking slowly down the hall
on E deck, having lingered over dinner until they were the last ones to leave
the mess hall. Trip, ever the gentleman, was walking her back to her quarters
on D deck, by way of the turbolift, which took them right by his own quarters.
Doctor Phlox had pronounced them clean the evening after their little adventure,
and they�d gone to see the movie together as planned. Despite their
nervousness, it had gone well. Even without the help of alien chemicals, they�d
found each other attractive, as well as fun and interesting. So there had been
another movie, as well as meals and a couple of games of ping-pong. But always
it felt as though something was hanging over them: the worry that, if and when
they became intimate again, that it would be one big letdown.
As they were passing his quarters, Veronica suddenly had two realizations. 1)
There was only one way to find out, and 2) Trip was too much of a gentleman to
suggest it. Therefore, it was up to her. With a coy smile, she turned to hi sto stopping him with a hand on his chest.
�I think we can stop here,� she said.
�Ya mean you don�t want me to walk ya home?� Trip asked, looking quite
attractively confused.
�No, that�s not what I mean,� Veronica replied, her voice growing husky, as she
brought her other hand up to flutter across his chest and shoulders.
�Oh,� Trip said with sudden understanding. His eyes grew wide, his pupils
dilating. �Are you sure?�
�Oh, yes.� And she was, Veronica realized. It didn�t take an aphrodisiac to
get excited around Trip Tucker. Just to make completely sure they understood
each other, she added �And I promise not to stop you if you want to take it
slow.�
Trip smiled at that, a smile that just kept growing as he took her hand and led
her into his room. When the door had closed securely behind them, Trip turned
to her, took her face in his hands gently, and whispered �Veronica� just before
his lips met hers.
His lips were warm and soft and tender as they explored hers thoroughly before
an equally warm tongue came out to deepen the kiss. Veronica�s eyes fell closed
and she felt herself relax against Trip�s solid body, letting him do as he would
with her.
His hands moved down from her face, tracing the curve of her jaw and then her
neck, before slowly unzipping her coveralls. Gently he eased the sleeves down
her arms, letting the whole thing drop into a pool around her ankles. Then his
fingers were at her waist, finding the hem of her shirt and undershirt and
lifting it slowly. They had to break their lingering kiss to pull the garments
off over her head, and when Trip�s lips returned to Veronica�s body they were
headed for her throat. She tipped her head back obligingly while her hands wento wto work reducing Trip to the same level of undress as she.
Finally they were able to hold each other skin to skin, heads on each others
shoulders as their hands explored warm, bare flesh. Veronica found Trip�s back
endlessly fascinating, the way the supple skin played over smoothly flexing
muscles. So wide and strong and solid�and hers.
They broke apart just long enough to hobble over to the bed, where they each sat
and removed their own boots. Trip then moved to sit behind Veronica, his legs
around her, and began to kiss his way along her shoulders. She was reminded of
their interlude in the decontamination chamber, but where that had been
desperate and hurried, this was sweet and languorous. The feel of his hands and
lips sent indescribable sensations down her spine, making her shiver with
pleasure. Languidly, she returned the favor, stroking his legs with her
fingertips, finding the place on his knee that made him squirm.
Apparently Trip had finished with her back, for he turned her toward him and
kissed her gently as he lowered her to the mattress. Veronica assumed he would
worship her breasts next, but instead he sat up, pulled one leg into his lap,
and began to massage her foot.
If Trip had asked Veronica a moment before where she most wanted to be touched,
she would most likely not have mentioned her feet, and then she would have
really missed out. Even though being the ship�s geologist was essentially a
desk job, it felt like heaven to have her feet rubbed at the end of the day, and
she couldn�t help but groan her enjoyment.
�Ya like that, huh?� Trip said, his voice deep and husky, a playful smile on his
face.
�Yeah - hey!� He�d thrown in a tickle between rubbings, and she tried to jerk
her foot out of his grasp.
�Sorry,� he said soothingly. And he brought her still-trying-to-escape foot up
to his mouth.
Veronica stopped struggling.
First he kissed the sensitive underside of her arch. Then his tongue came out
to run in long, wet strokes from heel to toe. Then each toe in its turn was
taken into his warm mouth and gently sucked. The sensations seemed to travel
straight up her leg to her groin, so that she was now squirming as well as
groaning.
�If I recall correctly,� Trip said in that sexy drawl, �you have two o� these.�
He turned and took the other foot, which Veronica obligingly lifted for him,
into his hands. It was treated to the same procedure, until Veronica could do
nothing but lay there sighing, feeling like a giant musical instrument whose
only purpose in life to to be played masterfully by Trip Tucker. As he began
to make his way up the inside of her legs, every touch of his lips, every caress
was like a new part added to the blissful harmony, building towards what she was
sure would be a shattering crescendo.
But she was in no particular hurry to reach that end. The journey had become
the joy. Besides, she had promised not to stop him. So she lay there
thoroughly enjoying herself, made appropriate, encouraging noises, and let him
have his fun.
Trip had reached her inner thighs, only to detour around the blue fabric that
still covered hips.ips. He recommenced at her navel, traveling upward to
finally reach her breasts, which were tingling in anticipation of his
attentions. As he bent to suckle one nipple, Veronica�s legs went around his
back and she arched up against him. All that had gone before seemed to have
primed her, amplifying the sensations that now shot through her. She had to
bite her lip to keep from begging him to end this, to be inside her. Her hands
began to claw at his arms, his back, anything she could reach.
Just when she thought she could stand it no longer, she felt his hands on her
again, at her waist, lifting the elastic band of her undies. Gratefully she
lifted up to allow their removal, feeling his warm hands glide down her legs,
and then back up. When he reached her knees, he urged them gently apart, and
Veronica could feel his warm breath on her. And then his tongue.
She arched up, her leg muscles contracting involuntarily at the sudden, intense
sensation. But Trip held her firmly, right where he wanted her. Once more, his
tongue snaked out to caress her folds delicately, maddeningly. As he continued
his leisurely exploration, Veronica�s hands clawed at the sheets, her head swung
back and forth, her breath coming in short gasps. When finally Trip�s mouth
found her clitoris, his lips closing over it and sucking gently, Veronica could
wait no more. Moving her hands to tangle in his hair, she pulled him against
her, forcing the stronger pressure she craved. He did not resist, but flicked
the tiny nub firmly with his warm tongue.
Veronica cried out her pleasure, as every single muscle in her body seemed to
contract at once. Her thighs closed around his head, her pelvis thrust up, her
head and shoulders came up off the bed, but still Trip stayed with her, until
eventually her fingers relaxed in his hair, her shuddering eased, and she
collapsed back onto the mattress.
With one final kiss, Trip sat up, smiling smugly. Veronica watchim him through
hooded eyes as he removed his shorts, letting her gaze travel the length of his
bare body before meeting his eyes.
What she saw there sent a new thrill down her spine, and she gasped with a new
level of pleasure. For his eyes were shining with not only lust but affection,
even � dare she think it � love, and a question. Veronica�s own gaze mirrored
his, answering the unspoken question in the affirmative. And then she was
welcoming him into her arms, reveling in the sensation of his warm body against
hers, their tongues dancing, their arms embracing, and, finally, he was inside
her.
But even now he was intent on taking hise, oe, on prolonging and increasing
their pleasure. Slowly he entered her, a centimeter at a time, feeling her
every fold and ridge as he had not been able to before. And she let him, though
her instincts cried out for her to grab his ass and pull him into her. Instead
she threw her arms over her head, planting her palms against the cool metal of
the wall, tightened her internal muscles around him, and moaned her not-quite
frustration.
Above her, Trip had his eyes closed, a grimace of pleasure on his face, as he
pushed inexorably deeper. A fine sheen of sweat had broken out across his broad
shoulders and his forehead. His arms had started to shake, not with fatigue
from holding him up, but from the waves of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm
him. Worshiping Veronica�s body had turned him on more than he would have
thought possible, and making love to her for the first time � what they had done
before really didn�t fit that phrase � was proving to be everything he could
have asked for. She felt so good, so ready, so tight. He�d never felt so
desired before, and it was a great turn-on.
With difficulty, he kept his deliberate pace until he felt himself fully
engulfed. Veronica, feeling him hit bottom, could not help but grind herself
against him in such an obvious display of sensual pleasure that Trip thought he
might come just from watching her. he he managed to hold on, to pnearnearly
out before pressing back in almost as slowly as before.
Exquisite was the only word to describe it. While part of her wanted him to
give up this �taking your time� pretense and just fuck her senseless, another
part of Veronica could not imagine being loved any other way. It was too good,
too perfect, too�oh, my!
�Yes, yes, just�like�that,� she breathed as she felt the pres tha that had been
building within her once more swell and then, as Trip filled her completely
again, explode over her in a mind-blowing burst that seemed to go on forever.
His every tiny movement was enough to keep it going, as though her entire body
had become one big erogenous zone.
He pulled nearly out and thrust back in once, twice, three times, each time a
new experience in pleasure for both of them. Trip could feel her spasms around
him, gripping him with increasing friction, until he was coming deep inside her,
calling her name into her hair, where his face was buried. This new warm, wet
sensation set Veronica off on another round of contractions, milking Trip
completely dry.
When the intensity had subsided enough for them to breathe again, Trip rolled to
one side, gathered Veronica in his arms, and held her close.
�Oh, baby,� he whispered, nuzzling the top of her head.
�Mmmm,� agreed Veronica as she cuddled up against him, still awash in
aftershocks.
They lay for a while simply basking in the afterglow. Then Trip roused himself
enough to pull a sheet up over them, and spoke once more.
�So I can tell Doc to cancel that order for pollen injections?�
Veronica chuckled and muttered �Uh-huh.� It was very clear to her that their
worry had been for nothing. They would be just fine without the intervention of
alien chemicals, or any other sort of �help.�
They didn�t need anything but each other.
--The End--
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