Adam 483: Man or Machine? (5 page)

After a moment, she began to kiss him back. Tentatively, she pushed her tongue into his mouth.
That’s right, Tyree. Show me what you need.
He encouraged her with a low groan and angled his head to give her better access.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and explored his mouth, flicked his palate, sucked on his tongue. Her little moans of pleasure, and the undulation of her hips against his, made him feel like super stud of the universe.

She’d been truthful about the metallic taste of bots. He knew that. But he wasn’t a bot. His mouth and tongue were completely human, and she was responding like a woman desperate for an intimate connection. He wondered how long it had been since she was truly kissed well. He used all the skills he knew to make her crave his mouth, and more.

When he finally pulled back, he almost laughed at her shocked expression. “Advanced construction,” he offered as explanation. “I take it you like the way I taste.”

She blushed, and that show of vulnerability in her softened his heart.

“It won’t do any good to lie to you. You know I did. It was nothing like I expected. I mean, I’ve never—” She shook her head.

He kissed her cheek but didn’t prompt her to finish her admission. More important activities were pending. He whispered low in her ear, “Now for my end of the bargain.” When she squirmed, he couldn’t help but push his advantage. “Spread your legs wide for me, Tyree. Open your pussy.”

A hesitant look entered her gorgeous, green eyes.

As he suspected she would, she resisted. Too used to giving orders instead of taking them, he supposed, even though she ached for the sexual release.

He registered a faster heartbeat from her and a rise in blood pressure. She wanted this, needed it. He slid down her body and pushed her thighs apart, until her knees bent and she was fully exposed to his mouth and more-than-eager tongue. “So stubborn,” he murmured. “But that makes your submission to me even sweeter.”

Tyree took a deep breath, waiting for the feel of Adam’s mouth. He kissed the inside of her thigh and she practically jumped out of her skin. She’d never been this sensitive to a male’s touch. And his kiss, their kiss, had shaken her to the core.

“Relax,” his voice rumbled so close to the juncture of her thighs that she felt his warm breath stir her curls.

Adam’s tongue lapped once at her moist folds. She jerked and moaned at the contact. “More,” she begged, unable to stop herself. One simple swipe of his tongue had pushed her right to the brink of coming.

“Yes, ma’am. I will lick you over and over again, if that is what you need.” He pushed his tongue into her pussy and lapped at her creamy center—long, wet strokes, then rapid flicks against her swollen clit, using the tip of his tongue.

“Ahh!” Tyree’s back arched. Pleasure raced through her body and intensified with each intimate lick.

Adam sucked the fleshy bud into his mouth and she exploded. The orgasm he gave her was more powerful than anything she’d ever experienced.

A cry she barely recognized as her own tore from her throat. Waves of ecstasy rolled over her, cresting then ebbing, then cresting again, until finally she collapsed, completely spent.

Adam rose to his knees. He wiped his mouth while he studied Tyree. Her eyes were closed and she looked totally limp. He could eat her several times and still want more. He moved up beside her and gently turned her onto her stomach. She murmured something when he dragged the robe off her body. He didn’t understand her words and thought they probably didn’t matter much, as long as she wasn’t protesting.

His hands slid down her bare back to her ass. He caressed the round flesh. Firm, but soft at the same time. He stroked his finger slowly down the crack. She moaned and pushed back against his hand. He gently spread the fleshy mounds.

“What—”

“Shh.” He leaned over and tongued the delicate, puckered skin in the center.

“Oh!” She jerked and twisted on the mattress.

“Stay down.” He eased the tip of his tongue just inside the rim of her asshole.

“Adam! Ah.” She slapped the mattress.

He lightly tongue-fucked her ass, enough to get any woman hot—circling the rim, then stabbing his tongue deeper. He pulled out and sucked at the surrounding skin. “Soon, Tyree, my cock is going up that hole. And you will love every thick inch of it. But right now, I want your pussy. Do you want my cock?”

“Yes! Fuck me, Adam. Fuck me, now!”

With jerky movements, he pushed off his pants and stretched out beside her. The urge to come inside her was so strong that he had to force himself to go slow or it would be over too soon.

“I want to see you.” She tried to turn over.

“No.” Using a tender touch, he eased her against his body, until she lay on her side, her back to his front. “Not this time.” He lifted her leg over his hip and eased into her pussy from behind, one inch at a time. He gritted his teeth, but couldn’t keep from groaning at the snug, wet fit. Up to now, she hadn’t questioned his groans of pleasure, but he felt he was pushing his luck.

Tyree gasped and jerked forward.

He held her tightly. He needed to make this good for her. “Easy. I know I’m big.”

“Yes.” Her voice sounded shaky. “Big. Feels good.” Her hand fisted in the sheet. “Deeper. Need it. Deeper.”

He cupped her breast, squeezing lightly, and pushed deeper, until he was all the way in. They fit together perfectly. He moved his hips slowly back and forth.

“Oh, yes! Thick, and so long.”

He nibbled at the sensitive flesh between her shoulder and neck. “Move against me, Tyree. Fuck me back.”

When she pushed against him, he moaned her name. “Yeah, that’s perfect.” His hand slid from her breast, down along her side, and he curled his fingers around her hip. Holding her steady, he changed his rhythm and moved his hips in short fast strokes, slapping hard against her ass.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried.

Tyree liked it hard. Good.

The aggressive fucking took him too high, too soon though. Fighting for control, right on the edge of losing it, he pulled almost completely out of her pussy, then pushed back in, slow and deep.

“No. Fast. Hard. Like before.”

He tugged on her nipple and whispered in her ear, “Just concentrate on the pleasure, Tyree.” He was controlling this fuck, not her. When it came to sex, he’d give the orders and she would follow.

“I need more,” she pleaded.

“You’ll get all you can handle. Believe me.”

The intercom buzzed. Tyree cursed at the interruption. “Not now!”

Knowing she couldn’t see his face, Adam didn’t bother to squelch his smile. “Reach over and answer it.”

When she didn’t move, he plucked lightly at her nipple. She moaned, until he soothed the hard bud with his palm.

“If you refuse, someone will come looking for you. We can invite them in to watch me fuck you, if you want, but I am not letting you out of this bed until you come to my satisfaction.”

“Dream on. I don’t do group sex.” To reach the button, she had to roll onto her stomach.

Adam rolled with her, staying inside her. He watched her bite her bottom lip as he pushed in to the hilt. When she hesitated to reach for the button, he reached over and punched on the intercom for her, taking the decision out of her hands.

“Captain?” Corporal Hanson asked. “Are you there?”

“Y-yes.”

Adam pumped his hips.

Tyree sucked in a sharp breath.

“We need your navigational input, Captain.”

Adam whispered in her ear, “You’re not going anywhere until I fuck every last drop of cum out of you. I mean it, Tyree.” He plunged into her again, harder this time, making his point.

She buried her face in the mattress, muffling her moan.

“Captain?”

He gathered her hair behind her and licked at her ear. “Answer him.”

Tyree raised her head. “Take the information off the computer, Corporal,” she ordered in a ragged voice. “I entered it earlier.”

Adam released her hair and pinned her hands to the bed. He moved slowly but continued pushing into her hard, grunting low in his throat with each deep thrust.

“Shh,” Tyree attempted. The sound came out as more of a whimper.

The totally submissive position she allowed him to put her in worked him up more than he’d ever imagined it would. The possibility of discovery by the crew added to the erotic mix.

“Are you sure, Captain?” Mick Ridgeway’s voice broke in. “You usually give the coordinates personally.”

“Don’t question me!” she growled. She tried tugging her hand free to flip off the intercom.

Adam held her immobile, circling her wrists with his fingers. He nuzzled her ear. “No.” He wasn’t letting her off so easily. “Leave it on. If you come, everyone on the command deck will hear. Does that excite you? Do you want that?”

She shook her head, though she didn’t speak. Nor did she fight it.

Damn, she was sexy as hell and loving every minute of his control. He continued fucking her, very slow and as deeply as possible. He could tell by the way her body was trembling, the way her pussy clenched his cock, that he had her right where he wanted her. “Hold your pleasure. Until I say.”

“Bastard,” she whispered under her breath, but her voice held no real contempt.

He licked her ear. “I know you, Tyree. Maybe better than you know yourself. I will control you in bed.” He pumped his hips a little faster—not hard, just thoroughly deep strokes. He continued to speak quietly in her ear, low enough so he knew his voice wouldn’t carry over the intercom. “The crew can hear your excited breathing, Tyree, and know you’re getting fucked. And they wonder if I’m the one pumping your pussy.”

“They can’t hear me,” she whispered.

True, but his sexually charged words were turning her on. He registered the internal changes as she experienced them. Faster heart rate, raised blood pressure, increased perspiration. “They’re all gathered around the intercom, listening, waiting to hear you scream from the orgasm I’m going to give you. And jealous that my cock is the one inside you, instead of one of theirs.”

“Adam… Please.”

He smiled at the sexy way she drew out his name, the way she begged. She was ready. He reached over and flipped off the intercom. “But I’m not here to give them pleasure. This is between us, just you and me. Now come for me!” He thrust into her once more—this time hard, and as deeply as he could go.

Her body tensed. “Adam!”

He felt the spasms rack her body, rolling through her as she thrashed wildly beneath him.
Yeah, come.
Three more hard thrusts caused her to cry out and orgasm again.

“Oh, yes! Don’t stop!”

I don’t intend to, baby. Keep coming for me. Keep coming.
A few more good plunges up her pussy, then he’d pull out, before—

The climax raced through him and shattered his body before he expected it. He stiffened, shouted Tyree’s name and spilled his seed inside her. He felt her spasm and come a third time, milking his body more completely than any woman ever had.

After long moments of mind-blowing pleasure, they collapsed together.
Shit.

Adam sighed and tried to control his breathing. He’d blown it. He’d let himself go too far. He also realized he’d forgotten to control his speech patterns after he started pumping her. But, damn, her pussy had felt incredible gripping and squeezing his cock! No man would have been able to control himself or think straight.

He felt her tense beneath him.

“Get off me, Cyborg,” she ordered on a tight breath.

“Hell.” He rolled off. “I—”

“Don’t say anything.” She scrambled off the bed, not bothering to cover herself. “Bots don’t climax.”

“Advanced programming?”

“You lied to me.”

“Yeah, Tyree. I did. But you knew I did. You knew from the beginning. Don’t tell me you didn’t.” Adam took in her image. Naked, hair tangled, a blush tinting her skin. No woman had ever looked more beautiful. She stalked toward the bathroom.

“Tyree…”

She stopped, her hands on each side of the door frame. She didn’t speak, just stood there, her back to him. Her hair flowed down behind her and her shapely butt drew his attention, giving him erotic ideas he shouldn’t be having right now.

“What?”

“If you take me in, they’ll kill me.”

She didn’t respond, nor move.

“Please.” His life was in her hands. There was nowhere up here he could run should she turn against him. Even if he stole a pod, Tyree would probably hunt him down.

She turned her head but didn’t quite look over her shoulder. “Come into the bathroom. Get yourself cleaned up…bot.”

Chapter Four

Tyree stood under the shower, letting the warm water soothe her aching muscles. Too bad her jumbled emotions weren’t eased as simply.

Why she let Adam off after his deception, she didn’t know. Maybe she’d done so because he gave her the best orgasms of her life. Cyborgs were dangerous, apparently
in
bed as well as out.