INVASION
by Carol Sandford
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The laughter echoed through the Enterprise's corridors. It was delightful, carefree, teasing and sensuous.

The laughter of lovers.

Deanna was still smiling as she attempted to turn her thoughts to the task at hand: Crew evaluations, and hence why the commander had just visited.

Hence the high-cheeked blush that still lingered on her flushed cheeks, and hence why she was struggling to keep her limbs from squirming, because William Riker touched her like no other and William Riker invaded her head like no other.

Because he was like no other.

Just one look. Just one tender stroke to her hair. Just one word; ~The~ word. Imzadi.

Just thinking of that word sent an invisible punch to her midriff and an ache right to her feminine core.

But it was when he physically touched her; When he looked a her with those innocent blue eyes, and when he touched her in places that ignited a flame that only he could turn to a heat that could curl her toes, that is when she knows she has been blessed.

Her smile grew wider, but Deanna knew she had to push on with her work. The Captain was expecting the padd on his desk in two hours time.

She tried to push him from her mind, if only for a little while and she tried to think of everything and anything to remove his image; His hands; His mouth. Oh, Lord, that mouth.

Deanna groaned, hitting the padd's flat surface with such force that it bleeped at her alarmingly. She soothed the delicate computer as she would have soothed Will's body; Tenderly, lovingly, long intimate strokes.

She laughed outright,"My God, I'm making love to a padd! Get out of my head, Will Riker, I'm too busy for you."

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At last as Deanna tapped in the final word, she dropped the padd onto the desktop's surface with relief. "Thank goodness." she sighed. But no sooner had the remark left her head, the door chime sounded and she grinned wider still, just as though the cat had at last got at the cream and called in her visitor. "Come on in, Will."

They met half way across the room, unable to stand the prolonged wait for him to reach her and once more he invaded her mind and her heart, and her very soul. Only this time she welcomed him in and let him stay.


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