“Dathrow mentioned a band, but I don’t understand why I needone,” she said between bites.
Wheaton held up his arm and showed her the silver wristbandthat was thicker than a bangle but narrower than a cuff that graced his wrist.She saw small colored lights blink off and on.
“All of the brides will have a band on their wrists similarto this one. It is your identification and will also give access to portions ofthe ship.” He added, “It will let others know you have been matched and matedso you will not be approached by single males searching for a mate.”
Now her stomach was full, Poppy was unsure what to do. Shealmost wished she had more to eat so she could keep her hands and mouth busy.“What was your meeting about?” she asked.
“Nothing to concern you. Would you like to start physicalrelations now?” he said, standing up and reaching out his hand to assist her.
“Wait, what? Physical relations? We barely know each other…”Poppy turned red and the now lead weight of the sandwich she’d wolfed down madeher feel sick.
“You seemed eager for my touch earlier, and I did not thinkhumans needed to know each other for sexual intercourse.” Wheaton seemedconfused and placed his hands on his hips. No doubt according to everythinghe’d studied, this was the point where clothes came off and the physicalcontact started. She let her face tell him he’d assumed wrong. In a big way.
Poppy stood up and mimicked his stance. Then she poked out afinger and pointed it at his chest.
“Hold your horses there, buster. I may have acted…receptive…yeah,receptive earlier, but I don’t sleep with strangers. You’re pretty mucha stranger. I mean, hell, you just left me here. What am I saying? It wasn’teven you who walked me here, it was that Dathrow guy and all of a sudden you’redone with your ‘meetings’ so you want sex? Well that isn’t going to happentonight!” Her voice started getting louder and she was literally pokingWheaton’s chest.
“You are angry that I left? I explained that I had ameeting.” Wheaton obviously had no idea how pissed she was getting, because hethen added, “Do you want sex or not?”
Hell. No. She stepped back to put space between them, andbasically to also get away from the temptation to stroke the chest she had beenpoking just a second earlier.
“That would be a no. We will not be having sex until Ifigure out if I like you or not. And speaking of sex, what the hell are youdoing with all that porn on your TV?”
“The sex videos are educational. We believed humans wereaware of the lack of females on our planet. Were you not told?” He raised aneyebrow in her direction.
“Of course we were told! I wouldn’t be here if you didn’tneed women. I just meant, that’s a lot of porn,” she huffed out. Poppyhad a feeling this was going to be a long conversation and she was prettytired.
“Also, those are not educational. Granted I’m not onewho’s had really good sex but all those people are faking it. At least I’mpretty sure the women are. They don’t look like they’re enjoying it at all.It’s completely unrealistic!”
“I do not understand. That sex is not real?” He really didseem stumped and was staring at the blank wall as if it was going to give himanswers.
“Wheaton….those are people paid to have sex forentertainment. It’s all about the sex part. Not kissing or cuddling or….well…anythingreally that a woman would want. I mean, some of the stuff is probably nice butthose women there are acting. Those moans are most likely not real.”
Oh boy, if she was going to have to be the lead once it camedown to them actually consummating this thing, then it would be like the blindleading the blind. Her experience with an actual living breathing male wasfairly limited and she had never been able to climax during intercourse. Mostof the time it had been afterward, either by herself or with the help of themen she had slept with using her trusty bullet vibrator on her.
“Kiss? Cuddle? I understand the words but do not understandhow they relate to sexual intercourse for procreation.”
“Well, it’s arousing for one…you know, ummmm…gets the juicesflowing.” At his blank stare she then mumbled, “Okay, so no you don’t know.Since this isn’t even an issue tonight we can talk about it when I’m not in afood coma and tired on top of that. Can you just show me where to sleep and wecan talk more tomorrow?”
“You will be sleeping with me.” With that he again pickedher up off the couch and carried her into a room that she had assumed was thesleeping quarters but where she hadn’t seen a bed.
Wheaton holding his wrist up to the door caused a bed tofold out from the wall. Poppy recognized a Murphy bed and it was pretty largetoo. At least if she had to share a bed it would be with enough space to nothave them on top of each other.
After Wheaton set her down on her feet, Poppy excusedherself to go to the bathroom area to get a sleep shirt. Hoping it was enoughto cover her without her being embarrassed, she walked back into the bedroom.
Poppy guessed embarrassment wasn’t something he wouldexperience, because standing next to the bed was a very naked Wheaton. He wasalso very aroused.
“Holy fuck,” she whispered as she stopped in her tracks.
He was a sight to behold. His body was something womendreamed of. Lickable abs flowed into a strong set of shoulders and arms in onedirection and then into the vee of his hips and sturdy legs in the other.Standing there staring at him, she noticed he had minimal body hair, except fora small trail that went from his bellybutton down to his groin and then adusting on his legs.
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