Free My Cyborg Savior (Crimson Romance) by Honoria Ravena Page A

going to be professional.
    “Why don’t I believe that?”
    “Because you’re hot, and men jump into your bed at regular intervals.”
    She groaned. Clearly he’d heard too many rumors. Okay, she was no blushing virgin, but she got more action in the media than she ever got in real life.
    “Half that shit they say about me is a lie. And even if it weren’t, my father has been keeping damned close tabs on me for the last year.”
    “So you need to get off. I think I can arrange that.”
    “That’s not — ”
    “Shh. Chill.”
    She sighed. This was a bad plan. If her father ever suspected, he’d turn Galen over so fast his head would spin. Though she got the feeling telling Galen that wouldn’t stop him. He walked her into the bathroom and turned on the water before lifting her onto the counter. He slowly undid the clasps on the flight suit she was wearing all the way to the crotch. He parted the material, baring her breasts.
    He sucked in a breath. “You are so tempting. If you weren’t hopped up on painkillers, I would take you right here.”
    He pressed his lips to hers, his tongue plundering her mouth in an imitation of what his body would do to hers if only she could let him. He ran his thumb across her hardening nipple and a little thrill shot straight to her clit.
    She broke the kiss as she slid off the counter. She grabbed his hips to steady herself before peeling the tight suit off her body.
    “Hmm … the view gets lovelier by the second.”
    She smiled. “Well, I’d like my view to keep improving too.”
    He shook his head before his hands went to the buttons of his pants. He released them slowly, watching her reaction as he revealed the dark thatch of hair at the base of his cock. He pushed the pants slowly over his hips until it sprang free. His dick was long, thick, and partially aroused, swelling quickly under her gaze.
    She stepped close enough that her nipples brushed his chest and wrapped her hand around his shaft. He let his breath out slowly as she cupped his balls. “The view gets lovelier by the second.”
    He chuckled and raked his teeth gently over her neck. “As much as I’m enjoying this,” he hissed as she gave his cock a leisurely stroke, “the goal really was to shower, and I can’t do this right now. Not while you’re … ”
    She squeezed him gently. “While I’m what?”
    “Sorry, I lost my train of thought.”
    She laughed. “Glad I have some power over you.”
    “Oh, I’d give you all the power if you keep doing that.”
    “Well, I must say I like the sound of that.” But she doubted it was true — he was too aggressive to give up any power. Her pussy was getting soaked. She wanted him in her. She didn’t give a damn about the consequences right now.
    He laughed and grasped her wrist. She let go of his shaft and he pulled her under the water.
    “Enough of that. I do believe it’s my turn.”
    He pressed her against the wall. “You might want to hold onto that bar.” He pointed to the hand hold to her left before dropping to his knees in front of her. He lifted her leg and placed it over his shoulder.
    “You smell good. Like you’re very turned on.” He ran his finger around her clit, and down to circle her sex before he dipped his thick finger inside. “Hmm … perfect. Tight and hot and so wet for me.” He pumped his finger in and out of her vagina while he rubbed her bud with his thumb.
    She gasped and rocked her hips against his hand as he stared at her.
    “You’re gorgeous when you move like that. Someday I’ll have you under me, I swear it.”
    God, let that day be today. Now. As she approached the edge of orgasm, he removed his hand. Before she could even whimper in protest, he shoved his mouth against her aching clit; his tongue rasped over her with hunger and urgency. He thrust two of his fingers back into her vagina, hard. Sparks of pure pleasure shot up her spine as her pussy clamped down on his invading fingers and she rocked herself