caught as he transferred her wrists to one hand and hooked the fingers of the other in the neckline of her top. Abruptly, he paused and looked at her. “Permission for destruction of property?”
“Wha—?” Oh, that was right. Bots had sub-routines built in to make sure they didn’t inadvertently break or destroy something the owner wanted. The Aries could fuck her to within an inch of her life, but it couldn’t rip the clothes from her body to do it.
“Yes, yes.” She arched her back, testing his hold on her wrists. Firm, but not hurting her, his fingers moving when she did so he wouldn’t bruise her. High levels of sensitivity and calibration. Just how much had this thing cost to build…and could she afford to buy one?
“Get on with it.”
The sound of tearing cloth filled the room an instant before cool air washed over her. The bot made a rumbling sound of appreciation as he ripped through the hem of the top and let it fall open to reveal her bra-covered breasts. Her underwear was plain, but satin, the generous mounds of her tits pushed high and together to create an impressive cleavage she normally kept under wraps. Particularly after Jason had said that her tits were the one thing that was half-decent about her. So, in the spirit of feuding couples the universe over, she’d made sure he’d never seen them again.
“Nice.”
His gaze was hot as he leaned down to graze a kiss over her collarbone, catching the black strap in his teeth and dragging it off her shoulder. The cup gaped precariously as it lost tension.
“Nice? Just nice?” She mock-growled as he rubbed his cheek against the soft skin just under her shoulder, nuzzling her for a second before his lips trailed a line of kisses down to her cleavage. He had stubble, the sensual abrasion sending tingles over her skin. The attention to detail was absolutely incredible. She shivered as he dipped his tongue into the valley of her cleavage, a hot, wet rasp across her skin that curled her toes.
“Sexy,” he added, eyes blazing as he looked up from between her breasts. “Hot.”
His hands shaped her waist. Strong hands, large hands. So large he could wrap the fingers halfway around her back as he smoothed them up and to the front to test the heavy weight of her breasts in their satin confinement. A small murmur of pleasure escaped her lips, so breathy and sexy that she blinked. Was she even capable of making a sound like that? But then, he made her feel that way. Tiny and feminine, desirable. Hot.
After years of Jason’s derision and put-downs, the feeling was a revelation. Right at the moment she didn’t care that the Aries was a bot. She just wanted more.
A finger slipped into the satin cup of her bra and slid around, peeling it slowly away and under the full curve of her breast. She bit her lip as it shifted, pulling tight across the creamy white globe of flesh before catching on her nipple. The sensation was sensual torture as the beaded flesh provided resistance to the journey of the fabric. Only for a second, then it gave and the tightened bud sprang free.
With a low growl, he was on her. His mouth closed over the revealed nipple, sucking it into the hot cavern of his mouth. Eyes rolling into the back of her head, she melted right there and then as he feasted on her. Rumbling in the back of his throat, he sucked, drawing a line of need and fire right down to her needy cunt, then flicked his tongue over her.
Suck, flick. Suck, flick, nip.
She gasped at the sharp sensation of almost pain, before liquid heat flooded her panties. God, he made her hot. If he could do that just by licking her tits, what was the rest going to be like?
“More,” she demanded, pulling on her wrists in his hold. When he let go, she arched her back, shoving her breasts in his face as she reached behind to unclasp the bra. Far from arguing about suddenly getting a face full of boob, he growled in appreciation and swept the loose bra away. Within a heartbeat he