“I plan to do more that, Science Model.”
“There’s more?” I gulped.
She smiled, not answering, preferring to show me instead. Leaning forward, her lips wrapped around my cock, sucking it into the depths of her mouth, and I forgot every single bit of data, including my name.
This... this was incredible.Her pink lips stretched around my length as she adjusted the angle of her mouth, trying to find the perfect fit, and once happy, she began to suck in earnest, moving over my cock, taking me as deep as she could. With my larger size, she couldn’t get it in all the way, so her hand found the base and she began to stroke in time with her mouth. She found a rhythm and I had to lock my knees so I didn’t end up on the floor. I was at her complete mercy with the pleasure she was creating.
“Poe, no one’s. I don’t...I can’t...oh god.” I couldn’t even form complete sentences. My fingers twisted into her dark locks, needing something to hold on to.
My broken sentences made her devour my cock harder. She moaned around my length and something fizzled along the base of my spine. “I think I’m going to,” I tried to warn her, but she refused to pull away. Her fingertips gripped my hips, hollowing her cheeks and that pushed me over the edge. Spilling down her throat with a shout, my processors went blank, a white haze of pleasure causing a minor malfunction.
Staring at her in a daze, she released my cock with a wet pop. I had no words for what just happened, so I tugged her up to my frame, holding her close.
“Feeling better?” She asked, a smile teasing her lips.
Better? I felt like I could fly. I wanted to run through the halls and declare to everyone I saw that this beautiful female was mine.
First, I had something more important to do. “It’s my turn for a taste.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
*Poe*
My mouth dropped open, my heart pounding beneath my chest.Did he mean what I think he does?I swallowed hard which caused another taste of Dax to slide down my throat and I fought the urge to go back for seconds. When the idea had struck, I went with it. I needed to get Dax out of his own head and focused on something else. I figured my mouth wrapped around his cock would do the trick.
After I dropped his pants, I worried that I might not be able to follow through with my intentions. I had never given a blow job before and this seemed like the most important blow job of my life. I wanted Dax to love it. I wanted to stall his processors, shut down his circuits, let him lose himself in the pleasure I could give him.
Dax had moaned at the mere touch of my hand and that was all it took remind me that I didn’t have to be the best. There was no judge or jury. There was just us. Dax would find pleasure because I was the one touching him.
And boy did I touch him and lick him and suck his cock like a gosh darn champ. It had been hard not to when his hands had found their way into my hair, and broken sentences fell from his lips all because of what I was doing to him. A well of confidence sprung up. I wanted him to give me everything. So I swallowed him down, relishing his taste and savoring his loss of control.
Now I needed to push away my nerves again. If my cyborg wanted to reciprocate, who was I to stop him? It was only fair he got his turn, too. I stepped around him, clicking the lock on the door into place. “Just in case.”
“Smart thinking, my beautiful Poe.”
My heart clenched behind my ribs.He thinks I’m beautiful.My pulse soared as I reached for the bottom of my dress.
“Wait!”
My hands stilled. I could only watch wide eyed as Dax stood up, kicking off his boxers and pants. His hands tore the shirt from his frame, tossing it to the floor.
Oh my lord.Dax was naked.Mouth watering naked and oh look, his cock had already stared growing hard again for the occasion.If I wasn’t team cyborg before, this would do it. Who needed recovery time? Not my Science Model.
I fanned myself. “I think I’m overdressed.” My fingers flexed, aching to reach out and touch him. Warmth engulfed me, the hair rising on the back of my neck. “Are we really doing this?” My heartbeat became a frantic rhythm inside my chest and I searched his face for an answer.