Free Curve Effect (A BBW Box Set of Contemporary, Science Fiction and Paranormal Romances) by Ann Vremont Page B

encountered a droid so hydrated."
    Wanting to pass out, I forced my body to remain upright and impassive as his fingers probed between my wet folds. No one, at least no man, thought twice about touching a pleasure droid. Fuck units aren't programmed to say no as long as the credits keep rolling.
    From the side of one eye, I stared at his face, waiting for that first flicker of awareness to cross his features. Even if there really were fantasy units sized Xtra-Fun, the man was a self-proclaimed connoisseur of fuck droids -- couldn’t he tell I was human?
    "Mmm." His fingers stroked a gentle line up my clit. "I was heading for a Halloween party but, for you, I'll gladly skip it."
    Okay, he apparently could not tell the difference, which meant I needed to tell him before things went too far. My lips parted as my mind searched for something funny to say, something that would make our next meeting less awkward for both of us. I inhaled, smiled, and the words came tumbling out.
    "My chip reader isn't--"
    I stopped and sucked a shaky breath in. Those were not the words I had intended.
    "I have paper credits." His hand moved from under my skirt to wrap around my hip as he kissed me before saying anything else.
    For someone who reportedly spends his time with droids he doesn't have to please, Vance Gemini really knows how to kiss a girl. Really, really. It started with a protracted tug of my bottom lip using his teeth as he stepped closer. The hand on my hip slid behind me to cinch me close, while the hand against my face curled around the back of my neck, forcing my head to tilt up. Something long and thick pressed center of my stomach at the same time, making me mewl with a need that had been months in the making.
    Me -- in Vance Gemini's arms. His cock -- erect. His tongue took curling licks inside my mouth as his masculine groan mixed with my feminine whimpers. I had studiously avoided having a fantasy like this, but now it was happening, if only for the few seconds before he realized his mistake.
    He broke the kiss, my heart refusing to beat until he spoke again.
    "I'll tell you my preferences since your chip reader is malfunctioning." His hand captured my wrist and he tugged me toward the line of privacy units along one wall of the platform that travelers can rent by the hour or day.
    He swiped his wrist over the sensor to the largest unit, feeding it an hour's worth of credits.
    The door panel slid open to reveal a ten-by-ten room. The two side walls were padded with a dark red synth-leather covering them in eighteen-inch squares. Placed center of the room, a matching elevation of padded synth-leather took up an area some six feet wide by four feet deep.
    Pulling me with him, Vance stepped inside.
    Seeing the bed he apparently intended to fuck me on, the realization that I had let my little charade go too far cemented with a gasp. I twisted my wrist from his firm grip, my hands coming up to wave him off in a very non-Fantasy Unit fashion. "I can't."
    "Right." He turned until we were chest-to-chest and then he backed me up against the cushioned wall. A hundred-credit note appeared in his hand. "Have to take care of the business end of this transaction before we get to the pleasure."
    He trailed the note along the side seam of my dress in search of the garment's single pocket -- the one holding my net card. Net cards are not at all standard issue for a droid hard wired to communicate with its operator base. If he found it, I was busted.
    I wrapped my hand around the paper, buying a short second for me to decide.
    Fuck or flee?
    An odd calm settling over my body, I tucked the credit into my pocket.
    "Eager to start, love?" Vance wrapped his hands around my hips and nuzzled my neck. "I know I am. You have a lovely scent when you're aroused."
    Love -- the word obviously meant nothing to him, but it exposed a heretofore undiscovered chink in my armor. Behind the vid mask, tears leaked from the corner of my eyes as I asked myself when