I lick a circle around her clit, thrumming the little bundles of nerves hard with my tongue.
She mewls. "Oh God, you're so good."
I slide my tongue into her, tasting her sweet nectar. I love how she moves under my ministrations. Her body tenses as I bring her closer and closer to orgasm. I can feel her body go rigid, just as she’s about to come.
I pause, my hands caressing my sweet little mate's body, savoring the electric tension that permeates the air. With a sly smile, I gently pull away, leaving them breathless and craving more. Marta’s eyes meet mine, a mix of anticipation and longing dancing in their gaze. Just a little more torture to sweeten her climax.
"Hey, no! I’m almost there, just keep going," Marta pants, her face in a taut frown as her hips arch towards me.
"What's the point in hover restraints if we can't have some fun? Besides, I'm ready to get off my knees."
I grab my data pad, and spin my four fingers 360 degrees on the screen.
Marta's eyes go wide, her body rising in the air. Once the cuffs determine there's enough clearance to spin her upside down, they do.
"Holy shit!" she yelps as she rotates on her axis.
As she flips her silky dress slides down towards her head, exposing her completely. With a few shakes her head wiggles free of the green garment. The straps catch on her bound wrists, leaving the dress hanging, the hem hitting the floor.
I stand and palm her breast. The apex of her spread legs is just about even with my mouth, a feast laid bare.
"Perfect, I’m going to enjoy this easy access," I say before closing my lips over Marta's clit.
"Oh. Oh. Oh fuck," she chants, arching her hips against my lips. Goddess, I love the taste of her.
"Does my mouth feel sweet on your human cunt?"
"Yes," she moans.
"Should I let you come now?" I ask, already knowing I won't allow her the release just yet.
"You fucking better," she pants.
I have the hover cuffs bring her lower, so that I can work her with my hands.
Reaching around her ass, I slide my finger through her slick lips, before stretching the tight ring of her opening wider.
I push fingers deep inside her, my thumb rubbing circles around her clit. Every thrust in and out of her wetness brings a moan of pleasure from her lips, and I can feel the tension in her body rising quickly. Picking up my pace, I move faster within her core, feeling the pulsing pressure of her orgasm building.
The noises she’s making are deliciously obscene as she writhes beneath me, begging for release. I slow down and tease her with gentle strokes before plunging back into her welcome warmth. It catches her off guard, and she shivers as my fingers go deeper. I press against her walls, rubbing the rougher textured flesh.
She gasps, her eyes widening at the sensations I work from her cunt. Determined, I intensify my efforts, driving her closer to the precipice of ecstasy. Finally, when she can take no more, I allow her to reach bliss. I suck on her clit, and relish as her inner thighs tremble.
Her body quakes with her orgasm, and her walls clamp down around me. Her cunt squirts, the droplets of her slick running up her stomach and down my chin. She moans out my name, and I watch with pleasure as she struggles against the restraints, writhing in pure bliss beneath me.
I don’t stop until every last bit of pleasure has been worked free, prolonging the waves of ecstasy until she finally goes limp in the restraints. I withdraw, kissing her beautiful cunt.
When I step back to admire my beautiful mate. Her face is red, the blood having pooled there during the inversion. Marta breathes slowly, lolling her head from side to side.
Not wanting my mate to black out, I use my data pad to rotate her right side up, and the hover restraints setting her gently back in the chair. She slumps as they deactivate, her arms falling like dead weight. Marta is completely spent.
"That was amazing," she purrs with a dreamy sigh as she clutches her now freed hands over her still throbbing sex.
I lift her from the chair, kissing her forehead before slipping her into our bed.
Our bed?
I can only dream.
