Page 37 of Neon Flux

I withdrew almost completely before driving back in harder than before, setting a rhythm designed to break through whatever performance she thought she was giving.

“God, you look so fuckin’ good like this.” I squeezed down on her thighs harder, knowing they’d be bruised tomorrow as I thrust into her. But she just arched her back, making the most beautiful sounds as I hit that spot deep inside her. I watched that uptight shell break apart as she begged me to fuck her harder.

I had to bite my tongue not to come right then and there, but I wanted her ruined for anyone else after this. I had to take my time.

But I knew I’d be jacking off to this again later. I reached for my Vysor on the side of the bed, and her faced hardened. She surprised me again—clamping her legs around me and flipping me onto my back.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Her eyes were sharp—sharper than they had any right to be after how many lines she’d had.

“Chill, doll. You just looked so good, I wanted a way to remember this.”

“No pictures.”

She rose to her knees, then slid back down onto me with excruciating slowness.

“Don’t be like that…” I grabbed her thighs to flip her back over, when she clamped that already tight cunt down on me so hard I couldn’t think.

“I said…no…fucking…pictures.” With each word, she slammed her pussy into me harder.

“Fuuuuuuuckkk…fine, whatever you say, doll.”

She rolled her hips, and I pressed my fingers into the flesh of her ass. She brought one hand up to tweak her own nipple, her head falling back.

She was a vision.

Fuck, maybe I’d done too much Vector again, but I swore as I watched her ride me, she was glowing. She looked down into my eyes, and damn, she was beautiful. I mean, she was hot as hell, and she knew exactly what she was doing with that warm cunt, but something in her eyes had me lost in them.

My Flux rose along with that deep tightening in my stomach, and I wanted nothing more than to destroy her with it.

Electricity arced over my skin, and her eyes locked on mine immediately. Her hand snapped back when it connected with the current.

“Oh, you’re one of those?”

“That a problem?” My fingers sank into the flesh of her hips, and she moaned softly.

“Not as long as you keep going.” She rolled her hips faster, and I was almost done for. She set her hands on my chest andleaned down, our faces just inches apart as I felt my cock sliding in and out of her. I hadn’t expected a Sky girl like her to be a Flux chaser.

“Freaky slut.” I grabbed her lip with my teeth and she hissed—but her cunt tightened around me. I felt her legs begin to shake, crying out as she came and clamped down on me.

That was all I needed. I felt the condom fill as she milked my orgasm out of me. My Flux spiked, but I kept it inside. Didn’t need to give her more than she could handle.

As she came down, her eyes lowered to my chest. She unlocked her fingers and traced them over my skin, to where my tattoo glowed under my collarbone, activated by my Flux. Well, it looked like a tattoo anyway.

Her brow furrowed.

“Something wrong?” It wasn’t a look I was used to getting after I had a woman shaking like that. I pulled the condom off, tied it, and tossed it off the bed.

“No. Where did you get these?”

“Long story, doll.”

Her finger skimmed over my skin, the nail just barely biting in. She trailed lower until she caught the edge of my nipple piercing and gave it a tug.

“Ow, so rough,” I said.

Her eyes darted to the clock on the wall.

“Am I boring you?”