her tongue over one. He tasted salty, not unpleasant.
She moved behind him, running her hands over his back, cupping his butt. Firm, nice. He groaned, his hands coming around to capture her waist and press her closer.
It was strange the way he reacted to her touch. Adam-4 hadn’t been programmed to respond, only to give her basic pleasure. Nick’s response heightened hers.
She leaned into his back, her body molded against his. They fit together very nicely. She wondered how he would react if she touched his erection.
Sliding her hands down his front, she grasped him. He jerked forward, gasping for breath. His reaction made her itch to do more, to give him more pleasure.
She slipped from his hold and moved to stand in front of him. There was so much that she wanted to see, and she’d never once denied herself. What she wanted right now was in front of her.
His erection stood tall, thick. She trailed her fingers downward and encircled his penis, sliding his foreskin down, then back up. He sucked in a deep breath when she ran her thumb over the tip. It was soft, pliable, while the rest of him was hard.
Her gaze met his. His eyes were glazed, his breathing ragged, as if he were in pain, but the look of rapture on his face told her differently. She slid the skin downward again, then back up.
“Enough,” he growled.
“Why?”
He raised her chin with one finger.
“Who are you?”
She ran her hand down the side of his face. “Does it matter? Have you not had intercourse just to release pent-up emotions?”
“Yeah, I have, but, I don’t know, this is different.”
“How?”
“Call it another gut instinct.”
“Do you want to stop?” She tilted her head and looked up at him.
“Stop?” He slowly shook his head. “No, I don’t want to stop. Hell, baby, I’m just getting started.” He scooped her up in his arms.
She gasped, her arms tightening around his neck as he carried her into the other room and laid her on his bed. Not as soft as hers, but the way her body was growing warmer by the minute, she didn’t really mind. She’d never wanted Adam-4 the way she wanted Nick. Hunger filled her and she knew if she didn’t get release soon she might be driven insane.
As soon as he lay beside her, she pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Closing her eyes, she rubbed against him, feeling the heat of his hard length against her sex. For a brief moment, she forgot he was beneath her, but then his hands cupped her breasts, letting the weight fill his palms.
She drew in a sharp breath. Never would she have thought to program a companion unit to do two things at once. This alone was worth the trip to Earth.
Nick’s rough hands rubbed against her nipples, sending spasms of pleasure through her. She leaned forward, wanting more, needing more. Nice. This was so nice. Maybe she’d been too closed-minded about interplanetary travel.
She was so lost in the pleasure Nick’s body was giving her that she didn’t protest when he rolled her onto her back, but when he fumbled in a drawer beside his bed, she wondered what he was doing and watched closely. If this was some sort of Earth ceremony, then he’d picked a most inopportune time.
He tore open a packet, then covered himself with an odd-looking sheath. He must’ve realized she was staring at him because he looked up.
“Protection. Never leave home without it.”
“Protection?”
He shrugged. “I take chances with a lot of stuff, this isn’t one of them.”
She touched the sheath. His erection quivered. “You can still have pleasure?”
“More than I knew existed.”
The sheath was slick and fit snugly. “Are we going to have sex now?”
He chuckled. “Oh, yeah.”
Then she didn’t care what he put on. He entered her body. She closed her eyes, taking pleasure in his length as he slid inside her moist heat. He filled her, she contracted against him, he moaned.
“Ahh... just like that.” He sank deeper inside her.
She grabbed the