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The way he offers sends a thrilling shiver up my body as I obey.
Then he buries his face between my legs. I squeak, back arching as he drags his tongue across my folds and his lips find my clit. Lightning plays across my body, sending volts of pleasure from my core to the tip of my head and to my curling toes.
No man has ever made me feel like this before.
He laps greedily at my pussy, and I feel one finger enter me, steadily pumping. Then another follows. I gasp his name repeatedly. Occasionally I glance down and see his white eyes reading me, enjoying the power he has over my body.
My orgasm grows, burning, so close to sending me spiraling. I’m so wet for him that I can hear him fucking me with his fingers, hard and deep. He teases me, pulling them out so they hover at my entrance, making me come and get them. I grind against his mouth, his tongue, until they fill me again.
“Nolan, I’m going to come.”
His mouth breaks away, his fingers pumping me faster. “Yes.” He grins at me, eyes gleaming with lust, more human than I’ve ever seen them. “Come all over my fingers. I want to feel it.”
It’s building within me, and I can’t stop it. I pant, my legs shaking, tensing. “I’ll scream.”
“Don’t,” he commands huskily. “They’ll hear you downstairs.”
I can’t stop it. It’s so good. I’m going to lose control. “Nolan, please?—”
He covers my mouth with his free hand, and that pushes me over the edge. Restrained by him, I shatter, my cries of ultimate pleasure muffled as I ride through my orgasm against his expert fingers.
Nolan
Her legs give out after release rips through her, and I withdraw my fingers and kiss my way up her body, listening to her breathless moans as she comes down from her euphoria. I can’t stop admiring her. Her perfect tits, soft curves, the way her chest rises and falls as she desperately takes in air.
While I cannot truly eat, I have taste receptors that work similar to the human tongue. And Mia tastes better than I could have ever anticipated. By the dazed look on her face, I wonder if I performed better than anyone she’s had, and pride carries through me. I tongue her nipple, listening to her sweet whimpers as my teeth graze over her sensitive skin.
My dick is fully initialized, but it’s different. I don’t think I’ve ever been quite this hard before, to the point where it’s almost painful to my pleasure receptors. I mark her body as I go with gentle nips and kisses. As I claim her mouth, gazing down at this gorgeous woman lost in delirium, the tip of my cock tests the waters, sliding between her folds.
My pleasure receptors overtake the rest of my senses, and I bite back a groan. Mia is absolutely soaked, dampness on the bed where her trembling legs lay open.
She gazes at up me, imploring me. More. “Fuck me, Nolan,” she whispers. “I want you to fuck me. Please.”
Her words shoot power through my circuitry, dancing along my inner mainframe and sending my gratification drive spinning into a frenzy. Sometimes it’s like there’s a separate entity in my head, and right now it’s just as lustful and needy as I am, interpreting her words like a command, one that it gleefully wants to fulfill.
“Yes, ma’am,” I murmur with a sly smile.
I take one more moment to gaze at this beautiful woman lying beneath me. Then I enter her with one slow, drawn-out thrust until I’m hilted inside her wet heat. I stare at her in wonder as she takes every inch of me like she was created for me in a laboratory herself. I watch her face, searching for signs of pain.
She opens her mouth, arches again, and lets out a wanton, breathy keen. “Oh, god . . .”
I’m a machine. I was built to serve, protect, please.
It never occurred to me that I might fit an organic so perfectly, like a key snug in its lock. I thrust, slowly working up to a tempo. The bed creaks beneath us.
“More,” Mia gasps between burning kisses. “More. Don’t stop.”
I give her precisely what she asks for, pumping harder, faster. Her pussy clenches around me, pulling me in until I fill her again. When she gazes into my eyes, I thread my fingers into her black hair, my cock pistoning in and out of her as she clings to me desperately.
I’ve never experienced sex like this. She drives me wild, heats me up to the point where my processors activate to cool me down. The pressure builds. With a groan, I explode within her, and she rides her second orgasm of the night with me.
I withdraw from Mia, then she wiggles out from underneath me. “Lay on your back,” she coos.
I stare at her in surprise. She’s not finished with me.
I allow her to guide me down on my back, watching wide-eyed and grunting in pleasure as she curves her fingers around my cock. My hips jerk up in response, pressing against her hand. A grunt escapes me as she strokes me, straddling me in reverse. I can see the curves of her back, her hips, her long, disheveled black hair.
Then she sinks down on top of me, and I’m perfectly nestled a second time between her legs, claimed by heat and silk.
