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“That’s what I thought, but apparently Tristan has some friends who know a man who said that he tested it. Tristan mentioned it as a side note and thought it was funny, but it had me worried.”
I let my tongue run over my teeth, suddenly feeling dry in the mouth. “Charlie, there is no prototype of Natura. Where would I even get the resources to produce one?”
He lowered his brow and scratched his ear. “You would tell me if you are working with someone else, wouldn’t you? I’m not stupid. I know there are people in the Northlands with a lot of money who would offer you material benefits if you were to work for them. We would be devastated to lose you.”
“Charlie…” I began but he continued talking.
“You know that you can pick any project to work on. There is a very interesting ocean farming project taking place in the Yellow Zone. You could live on a beach and enjoy the sun and sea.”
I gave Charlie a soft smile. “That sounds wonderful. I’ll think about it.”
“Of course. Oh, and by the way, did you hear Tristan was attacked?”
I stiffened. “Who told you that?”
“Tristan did. It happened last Saturday. Makes me worry about you staying in the Northlands, Shelly. Nmen are violent and unscrupulous.”
It was clear that Tristan hadn’t told Charlie that I’d been with him that night. It was for the better.
“I’ll make sure to check in with him and see if he feels better,” I assured Charlie.
“Good. Let’s talk in a few days. I’ll send you more information on the ocean farming project. They could really use your help.” His eyes continued roaming around the office as if looking for the rumored sex-bot.
“Sounds good, Charlie.”
“Be careful and go in peace,” he said politely. “And remember to do something else than just work.”
“Don’t worry, I will,” I promised before I ended the call
As I looked at the time, a smile grew on my face. Marco would be here in ten minutes. He was coming by with lunch for the third time this week, and this researcher’s job was about to get very hands-on.
CHAPTER 14
Checking Off the List
Shelly
Half an hour after my call with Charlie, I stood bent over my work desk, Marco driving in and out of me like I was his meal and he couldn’t get enough. The food that he’d brought was spread around my table: a salad with a fork full of cucumber and red beets that hadn’t reached my mouth before Marco had initiated sex.
His burger was close to the edge of the table, half eaten and moving closer and closer to the edge with the rocking movement of the desk.
I thought about moving it but found a strange satisfaction in Marco caring more about being with me than saving his burger.
Being obsessed with details, I knew that this was our ninth time having sex together. Marco had taken his offer of helping me with my research very seriously. He’d even introduced me to the archives on the old Internet with pre-war porn, something I knew existed but didn’t have access to in the Motherlands.
Some of it was arousing; other parts were disturbing and raised a lot of questions on my part. Marco had answered, giving me his perspective as a man, and we’d discussed the differences between female and male sexuality.
He also suggested we pick out five things we each wanted to try and include them in the experiment. So far, we’d tried sex in the shower, in a bed, on a couch, in a drone, and we had done it in twelve different positions. Marco had taught me how he loved it when I looked up at him during oral sex.
In return, I had taught him to be patient and not go too deep at the beginning when he penetrated me. He had learned how to give me time to stretch and adjust to his size.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Marco panted behind me. “Tight and wet for me.”
I moaned, enjoying the feel of his fingers playing with my nipples.
“Please can I try it?” he asked and I knew exactly what he was asking.
“No.”
