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He could easily get out of the chair, but it had become some sort of game.
“Do you? What’s the beat for compressions?” he quizzed and I was at a loss. “‘Staying Alive’ is one of the standards for CPR compressions.”
He realized it was easier to turn his chair around and push toward me backward. As the chair rolled up to my feet, I spun him around to face me and bracketed him in place with my hands on the arms of his chair.
“How do you know everything, Pretty Boy?” I remained above him, even though his upturned lips begged me to kiss them.
“I’m not an actual human. I’m AI.” He stretched his neck further, seeking a kiss without words.
“So, you’re telling me my dream guy is a robot?” I kicked his chair back a foot. “Well, that’s some bullshit right there. I don’t know how I feel about sucking a robot’s cock.” My stomach flipped, seeing his brown eyes dance in anticipation.
“I have it on good authority that you love sucking my dick.” He bit his lower lip and unbuttoned his pants. “The thing about technology is sometimes you can’t discern the real thing from artificial intelligence. I think you should investigate.” Shane’s fingers dragged his zipper down a centimeter at a time.
“I’ll make you a deal.” I would use his lust against him to gain the advantage and more time with him. “I’ll suck your cock right now and again as a reward for finishing your program. Then, you’re going to have a late,” I checked my phone, “very latedinner with me and spend the night in my bed.”
Shane clucked his tongue. “I don’t have clothes for work tomorrow.”
“You do. Somehow you left a full set of work clothes at my place,” I said. He hesitated, and I stalked over, kneeling again and brushing the back of my hand over his cock. “You know I’m a man of my word. What do you say, Pretty Boy?”
Chapter forty
Shane
“Ican’twaituntilyou let me back in your ass,” Cole groaned.
Cole could convince me to board a doomsday shuttle with him. The man knew how to finagle his way around my defenses and make me think it was my idea. And I loved everything about him. I couldn’t pretend I hadn’t fallen in love with him anymore. It was real for me and irreversible.
I was so fucked. And I wanted him to fuck me again.
Today had been spectacular. He read to me, I got the high of writing code, and then Cole got me off. Cole almost had me convinced we’d avoid doomsday and live happily ever after. Everything in me wanted to believe it was possible. I couldn’t find the strength to care that we would crash and burn when Cole fed me from his hand and stripped me naked.
All I cared about was doing exactly what he told me to do as he orchestrated our bliss. He had me on his bed on all fours caressing my cheeks after spanking me. My nerves were on fire along with my ass.
Cole palmed my cheeks, so both his thumbs massaged and opened my hole. “Your ass is dying for my attention, isn’t it.” His voice was hoarse and full of lust. “You’re going to ride my fingers until you get off, and then I’ll come all over your perfect ass.” He groaned when I felt my hole quiver under his touch.
I needed him inside me. The risk was worth it to feel him inside me again. “Da-ddeeeeee,” I gasped, “fuck me. Take my ass. Take it—it’s yours. I want your cum inside me.”
Cole let out an animalistic growl, and I whimpered in disappointment when he pulled back. I howled in pleasure when his tongue replaced his thumbs. My face hit the bed, and my legs would’ve collapsed, but Cole held my ass to his face.
He didn’t ease me into the sensation; he struck with the precision of an assassin, and my ass was the target. He awakened nerve endings I never knew existed. My entire body sang in anticipation of his next touch. I pleaded for more, all the while the onslaught of pleasure threatened to explode every cell in my body. Nothing existed but his breath, his touch, his mouth. He brought me to another dimension, and I was greedy for more.
Cole seemed to want his entire face inside me, and I was on board for that. Our bodies were in agreement that we needed to be fused together never to be parted.
“You’re gonna take my cock, baby. Youwantme to fill you up.” Cole roared, and I chanted in agreement. “I want to see my cock disappear into your pretty ass.” Cole flipped me over, covered his dick in lube, and his head nudged my entrance.
“Yes, Daddy, fill me with all your cum. Don’t stop until you’re empty. I’m empty without you.” I lifted my hips, drawing my knees up to my chest.
He fed his dick into my ass inch by inch and held me still so I couldn’t impale myself on him.
Finally, his hips were flush with my ass, and we sighed in unison. The look on his face made me believe he actually loved me.
“Get ready, baby. I can’t hold back,” Cole grunted.
“Give it to me, Daddy. Everything. Give me your everything.” And he did. The loft filled with the sound of our bodies slamming together and our disjointed words.
Praise fell from his lips. “I never want to stop fucking you. You ruined me for anyone else. You’re such a good boy. You’re my perfect pretty boy. Don’t make me stop, don’t ever make me stop.” The litany went on and on, and I promised him everything he asked.
My eyelids shuttered with pleasure. “Eyes on me. Don’t hide from me when you come.” Cole commanded me to come the instant before I detonated.