Chapter Twenty-One
*Dax*
“Ibelieve you,” Poeconfirmed, trying to sealing her words with a kiss to my cheek. I used cyborg speed to turn, capturing her lips instead. I poured everything in to the kiss, barreling through her doubts and fears, using my mouth to show her how much I desired her.
She pulled back slightly. “Smooth,” she whispered as her lips curved into a smile.
A sense of calm settled into my circuits and I gave here a wink. “I try.”
Her brown eyes glittered. “Feel like trying for second base?”
My brow furrowed.Second base? A baseball reference? I had never played baseball.Images of the game rolled through my processors. Nothing I saw related to anything about kissing. Confusion filled my circuits and I frowned. I searched a bit deeper in my databases.
And oh. There it was. First base meant kissing, second base meant touching her...
“Oh, my processors.” I breathed. My eyes immediately fell to the swell of her breasts hidden beneath her shirt.
“I think you got it now, Science Model.” Her hands went to the edge of her shirt, teasing it with the tips of her fingers briefly before she yanked it up and over her head. The shirt landed somewhere on the floor, but I couldn’t tell you where. My eyes were fixed on the soft pink lace cupping her breasts. The contraption hid most of them from view and only the tops of her pale curves spilled out from above the pink lace.
A brief glimpse was all I got before Poe twisted in the chair as much as she could manage and presented me with her back, the band of the contraption standing out against her skin.
She looked over her shoulder. “Care to do the honors?”
My fingers trembled as I reached up and worked on getting the hooks to release. Maybe it was because my hands were shaking, but the darn thing wouldn’t come loose.Oh, screw it. I gave a hard tug and the band snapped in my hands.
“Good thing that wasn’t my favorite bra,” Poe chuckled as she shifted her body in the chair. Her fingers slid under the straps and the contraption tumbled off her shoulders, falling to land in her lap. My eyes followed the fluttering of pink lace and I blinked a few times, trying to make certain of what I was seeing.
Breasts.
Female.
Above average size.
Free from support contraption.
Fucking spectacular.I sat back on my heels to get a better view and became transfixed. My mouth ran dry and I swallowed hard, desperately seeking lubrication fluid. The first time seeing my female’s breasts and I malfunction.
“Are you going to say something?” She gave my shoulder a poke. “Hey, earth to Dax! Starting to feel kind of weird with my breasts on display. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
I swallowed again but still nothing. Poe started to twitch in her seat as a flush broke out across her chest. Her arms shot up in an attempt to cover herself.
I grabbed for her hands. “Don’t,” I managed to rasp. I ordered my wayward processors to produce lubrication fluid and a gush of the liquid spilled down my throat, coating my vocal cords in cool relief. “I’m sorry. I’ve never seen...I mean, no female ever showed me because they wanted too. During examinations I was able to observe, and I have stored files on female anatomy but-”
“Dax.”
“Right. I got off track, apologies.” I took a breath. “What I should have said was they are perfect. Beautiful. You are beautiful, Poe.” I cupped her cheek, shock jolting through my circuits as she pressed her cheek deeper into my palm. “No other female has ever made my processors malfunction to the point I lost all my lubrication fluid.”
She relaxed against the chair and smiled. “That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.”