Page 69 of The Housewife's Robot
I work his belt open, then his button and zipper, reaching inside to free his cock. It springs out thick and hard, just as perfect as I remember. The sight of it makes my mouth water, my pussy clench with anticipation.
“I’ve never done it on a plane before,” I say, wrapping my fingers around him, stroking slowly from base to tip.
Caspian groans, his head falling back on the seat as he rubs my pussy.
“You will experience many things to come, Rose,” he promises. “Many firsts. Many pleasures I’ve yet to show you.”
I’m so horny that I could burst. The head of his cock nudges at my entrance. Slowly, I begin to sink onto his length, taking him inside me, inch by delicious inch.
“Oh god,” I moan as his warm, lubricated cock stretches my pussy wide. “You feel so good.”
He grips my hips with strong hands, helping me as I begin to ride his massive cock, my eyes rolling back in pleasure. His strength is incredible, effortlessly lifting me up and down on his cock with perfect control. I brace myself on his shoulders, fingers digging into the expensive fabric of his suit.
“Look at me,” he commands softly.
I open my eyes, not realizing I’d closed them in pleasure. His gaze captures mine, intense and focused, watching every flicker of emotion on my face as I move on his cock. The intimacy of our eye contact is almost more overwhelming than the physical sensation.
“I love you,” I gasp, increasing my pace, needing more, needing everything he can give me.
“I love you too,” he responds, one hand moving from my hip to slip between us, finding my clit with pure accuracy. Hisfingers circle that sensitive bundle of nerves as I continue to bounce on his cock, driving me rapidly toward the edge.
“Oh god, I’m so close,” I moan as my orgasm builds and my pelvic floor tightens with every movement of his finger pressing my clit hard. His thick cock pushing inside of me and his fingers working my clit combined with the thrill of fucking on a plane, is too much. “Caspian, I’m going to come. Oh god!”
“Yes,” he hisses, his fingers speeding up, applying just the correct pressure as he bounces me higher on his cock. “Come for me, Rose. Let me feel you.”
My pussy clenches hard around his pulsing cock as I cry out, not caring if the flight attendant hears. I’m fully absorbed in our connection as tears stream down my face from the intensity of my orgasm.
Caspian continues thrusting up into me through my climax, prolonging it, wringing every last drop of pleasure from my body.
Suddenly, he stiffens beneath me as his cock explodes inside of me, cum shooting inside of me.
“I love you,” he says again, kissing my neck and brushing my hair back tenderly as our breathing gradually slows.
Lifting my hand, I look at the ring on my finger, watching how the sun makes the diamond sparkle. “The ring is so beautiful.”
“It’s perfect for you,” says Caspian, holding my hand as his cock pulses inside of me. “We’ll be landing in a few hours.”
“Where are we going, anyway? You never actually told me.”
“Somewhere beautiful. Somewhere safe. Somewhere we can start our new life together,” he says, smiling with pure joy in his eyes.
EPILOGUE
ONE MONTH LATER
Rose
Iplace the pregnancy test on the marble counter and wash my hands in the oversized sink, trying not to look at the little window where results will appear.
The marble floor beneath my bare feet is cool despite the Mediterranean heat, and outside our private villa, the azure waters of the Aegean stretch to the horizon. If someone had told me two weeks ago that I’d be here, in Greece, in a hotel suite that costs more per night than my old monthly mortgage, I would have laughed in their face. Yet here I am, and the pregnancy test in my hand seems like just one more impossible thing in my new impossible life.
My heart hammers against my ribs as I lather soap between my fingers, watching bubbles form and pop under the warm water.
I’ve been feeling off for days now. At first, I attributed it to the stress of our sudden escape, the whirlwind journey across continents, and the adjustment to our new life.
But then I realized my period was a week late, and a different kind of panic set in. There’s no way I’m pregnant. It’s impossible. Caspian may be the most advanced robot on the planet, may be able to produce something that looks and feels exactly like human semen, but he can’t actually impregnate me.
There are no living cells in his synthetic ejaculate, no matter how realistic it feels.
