lighting blinded Megan as the room brightened to full capacity.
Before she could get her bearings, Ice released her, and rolled away. She thought she
heard him utter a soft curse. She blinked rapidly, trying to adjust her vision to the
bright lighting as she turned her head. She watched the naked backside of one sexy
cyborg walk quickly across the room to the foam cleansing unit. It stunned her when he
stepped inside without even glancing at her and hit the button. The wall rose, enclosing
him.
She sat up and yawned, having no idea how long she’d slept but knowing it had
been a few hours at least. Her body was rested and obviously not exhausted still since
she’d physically responded to a turned-on cyborg. She could hear the unit working as
Ice foamed up to start his day.
Do I get up and get dressed? Stay in bed the way a good bot would since he didn’t tell me to
move? Damn, she thought, staying put, deciding a bot wouldn’t assume anything, just
wait for orders.
Minutes later the cleansing unit door lowered and a very naked and still aroused
Ice stepped out. His blue gaze locked on Megan and her heart pounded in her chest
when she recognized that look he gave her. He slowly approached her.
“Get up,” he ordered.
Megan forced her body to move and she stood next to the bed totally naked, staring
up at Ice as he stopped just feet from her. Ice let his attention lower from her face down
to her breasts. His tongue slid out between his full, sexy lips, and he wet his lower lip.
“Turn around, face the bed, bend over, and grip the edge of the frame now to brace
for me while I fuck you.”
Her heart raced, knowing for sure what he would do to her. She was ready—she
could feel the wetness between her thighs still, proof that her touching him and
sleeping next to him had affected her the way it had him. His proof of passion pointed
straight up and out, impressively standing at attention just for her. Megan slowly
followed his orders, presenting him with her ass as she bent. Her fingers curled around
the edge of the bed just as he’d demanded, her palms on the mattress to hold her weight
up.
“Spread your thighs wider apart.”
She widened her stance by two feet and she could see between her own legs as Ice
took a step closer, then surprised her when she saw him lower his body to crouch
behind her, his weight resting on his bent legs. His hands gripped her inner thighs high
and he gave her a little nudge so she spread her thighs wider by another foot.
“You’re wet,” he whispered softly.
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Megan wished she could see his face but with the way he had her positioned she’d
have to twist her waist to peer at him around her hip. She knew that was a no-no. She
pretended to be a bot and she’d been given orders. She had no guess what he’d do to
her but she really wanted to find out, certain it would involve pleasure. Every time Ice
touched her he made her come.
The large, warm hand curved around her thigh moved and his thumb brushed
through the cream of her desire, rubbing through her slit to her clit, coating her more
and teasing her. Her eyes closed and she licked her lips to wet them. Her breathing
increased as he slowly rubbed back and forth. His other hand left her thigh and then
curved around her ass cheek. He slowly rose and his thumb left her. Megan’s eyes flew
open as his feet moved to the outside of hers and the hand on her ass curved around
her hip. His cock brushed her as he used his free hand to adjust it and then he entered
her pussy with one long, slow drive of his hips.
“Yes,” he rasped. “If there’s sheer pleasure, feeling how damn tight and hot you
are, how ready you are for me, this is it.”
Megan couldn’t agree more as he seated his cock deep inside her body, her vaginal
walls stretching to accommodate his thick shaft. He paused there for a moment, his
hand on her hip tightening his hold, and then he started to move. He