last
month. Megan had sat at the monitor, imagining his face between her thighs and tried
to guess how his tongue would feel. The real thing turned out to be much better than
anything she could have anticipated. She lifted her chin, her teeth locking together to
hold back the moan that rose in her throat, and her fingers bit into her knees, which she
gripped to keep her legs spread to his satisfaction.
Lick, lick, lick, pause. His lips sealed over her clit and he suckled it. The moan
wouldn’t be held back that time, coming from the back of her throat. He groaned
against her sensitive and swelling bud, slightly vibrating. He sucked on her tighter,
creating a better seal, and then he suckled again, only this time he pressed his tongue
firmly against that tiny spot under the hood of her clit, rubbing it with each motion of
his mouth.
Her fingers dug deeper into her skin and rapture tore through her body from where
his mouth touched all the way up to her brain. She wanted to beg him not to stop,
feeling the climax coming, knowing she should be embarrassed at how fast the climax
built, but he was that good and she hadn’t had a man ever do to her what he did. He
could get her off way better than her vibrator. It didn’t tug and suck on her while
rubbing a tongue against her clit.
His hand moved and he slowly pushed his thumb inside her pussy. She was
soaking wet now and he pushed into her deep. He wiggled his thumb inside her, doing
slow circles. With the extra sensation, she knew she couldn’t hold back the inevitable
any longer. She clenched her teeth hard enough to break them, turned her head, and
came hard. Pleasure exploded between her thighs, her clenching vaginal walls shook
with violent spasms and her mind was blown by rapture.
Ice tore his mouth away from her. She realized that as she fought to come down
from the sexual high. Panic hit a little because she wasn’t sure if she’d cried out or not,
if she’d given herself away. She opened her eyes.
Ice rose, met her gaze, and she thought she saw a look of pure rage on his features
for a heartbeat before he moved to his knees, bent over, and grabbed her hips. He
revealed his amazing strength as he flipped her over onto her stomach. She lay there
stunned for a second before his hands spread her thighs wide apart and she heard an
odd sound.
She turned her head to stare in shock as Ice reached for the corner of the bed,
grabbed a red packet, and lifted it to his mouth. He tore it with his teeth and she
realized he rolled a medicondom over his cock. She frowned, holding still, wondering
why he put one on since he never had with the bots. She wasn’t worried about getting
pregnant since the implant inside her uterus prevented it. Sexual diseases were a thing
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of the past unless dealing with pirates or other humans who refused to get medical
checkups.
He met her gaze, anger definitely showing on his features. “So, you ready to get
fucked, Megan? Last chance to say no.”
She swallowed. “I want to serve you,” she got out, saying the words of the bots. She
did want him. She’d already come but she wanted to experience the sensation of his
cock inside her.
His mouth tensed and then he gave a sharp nod. “Up on your knees then.”
She pushed up, still a little shaky, and looked away from him. She closed her eyes
and forced her muscles to relax as he put his legs on the outside of hers to make their
hips more equally level with his taller frame. She hoped his thick shaft wasn’t going to
hurt when he entered her pussy. She was really wet from what he’d done to her to
make her come hard so she hoped it would help ease his entry. She tried to get her
bearings to keep her cool but the guy had blown her mind with his mouth.
One of his hands slid around her hip, his arm going around her lower stomach and
grabbed the other side, holding her in place and then he leaned forward, his chest
coming down on