The Captain's Quarters

"You wanted to see me Captain?" the lieutenant asked. She had been called to his room, not his ready room, but his bedroom. He was out of uniform, wearing a casual shirt that was cut low to expose his chest. She could see a few hairs along the v of the shirt. He also wore shorts that showed off his strong thighs. He was resting on the reclining chair, with book in hand.
"Yes, Lt Hadley. I wanted to talk about what happenhe ohe other night at the party." He said in his oh so deep voice.
"What happened?" she asked innocently. She knew what he meant. How they had danced close together and had become aroused by each other.
"You know what happened." He smiled. "I found your conduct very unbecoming for a Lt in the Federation."
"If I remember rightly, you were aroused yourself. I could feel you pressing against me." She said softly. "I can still feel you."
He stood up and walked towards her. She was also out of uniform. Her long dress hung off her shoulders, showing the soft curve of her breasts.
"Tara." He said huskily. "It would be wrong for us to become involved. I'm your superior officer."
"But you want me, don't you?" Tara asked.
"We can't always have what we want." He was moving closer, despite himself.
"You can have me." She told him. "You can have me anytime you want. I've always wanted you Jean Luc. Ever since I came onto The Enterprise. Please…" she moved her mouth up to his and brushed his lips with hers. His hands caught her waist, and for a moment it seemed he would push her away, but instead he pulled her closer to him and his lips possessed hers. Her hand slipped down to his shorts where she could feel him harden against her. She rubbed against him, making him groan.
"Tara no." his voice said, but his hand moved up to the top of her dress and began pulling it down further until her breasts were exposed.
"You're saying no, but your body is saying yes." She whied. ed. "Give in to your body."
"It's your body I'm giving in to." He smiled. She ran her hands over his smooth head as he kissed each of her breasts. How was it that he could be so sexy when other bald men were repugnant to her?
He pulled her across to the reclining chair and pushed her down onto it. Because of the shape of the chair, she lay back with her hips raised towards him. He pushed her dress up, exposing her thighs and the v of her sex. She wasn't wearing underwear. Clearly she had planned this all along. Her legs fell open, in offering.
"Taste me." She begged. He lowered his head and gently kissed her pubic bone, then his fingers parted her as his tongue began to explore her depths, gliding along the length of her then delving deep inside. He used his tongue and his fingers together to arouse her beyond rational thought. She cried out in pleasure.
"Shh." He chuckled. "You'll wake the ship."
"Don't stop." She begged. He began licking her again, driving her wild with pleasure. His hands were cupping her breasts, taking each nipple between his fingers and pinching, causing her delicious pain. Her body arched as an orgasm crashed over her.
"It's my turn." He said, standing up and pulling his shorts off. He stood erect and she marvelled at his size. She rose unsteadily off the chair and knelt down in front of him. Her tongue caressed the end of his manhood and she heard him gasp in pleasure.
"Shh." She teased. "You'll wake the whole ship." He pushed his manhood towards her lips impatiently.
She took the whole of him into her mouth, sliding back and fore, feeling the loose skin at the tip moving. She knew it was driving him wild with desire as she heard him groan involuntarily. Her hands gripped his tight buttocks, pulling him into her mouth. His hands were on her shoulders, grippinghtlghtly. Suddenly he pushed her back onto the floor, so that she lay spreadeagled before him. She knew what was coming next. He eased himself down onto her and kissed her passionately. She could taste herself on his lips and she received him hungrily, her tongue swirling over his mouth. His tongue answered her and delved deep into her mouth. He positioned himself between her legs and thrust into her. This time she screamed with excitement. He moved into her in long slow strokes, always pulling back just as she was about to orgasm. Then beginning again, until she didn’t think she could hold back any longer. Finally, with one hard thrust, they came together, gripping each other tightly and crying out, forgetting about the rest of the ship. Tara lay panting, with his head on her chest.
"Computer, save this programme." She said breathlessly. She knew she should end the programme, but she liked the way he felt against her. She wondered if the real Picard had used the holodeck on The Enterprise to such effect. They had danced when he had been invited onto her ship The Marlborough, and he had seemed attracted to her, though the arousal was her fantasy. Somehow, someday, she would have to get herself transferred to The Enterprise.
"Do it again." She whispered to the Picard simulation lying against her breast.
This was the best holodeck programme she had ever created and she intended to enjoy it for a while longer.