Cypher groaned thickly as her mind caught up to the onslaught.
Holding her open, he pulled her hips toward him, and his fingers surged inward to tease her sex. She jerked again. This time, he kept her still.
“Missed this,” he rasped, his hot breath fanning her sex.
Then his fingers were inside her, scissoring and touching, his tongue licking her dewy skin. Her brow fell to the wall as a moan tore from her throat.
She ached for him, and she was certain he knew it because he laughed with her every twitch, her every plea.
“By the time our partnership comes to an end, you’ll be taking me like a bear and not a man,” he warned, plunging one finger in and out sharply. “Practice makes perfect, little spitfire.”
She didn’t want to think about their partnership coming to an end, butoh.
Oh.
Vee’s nails scraped along the wall.
He rose and pressed his body up behind her, his fingers slowing between her legs to spread her out. With one arm wrapping around her front to play with her clit, the thick head of Cypher’s cock nudged her opening. He dropped his fingers to her labia to caress it as his tip pushed inside her.
She braced—imagining him as a bear, churning with need from such an animalistic picture—as his cock spread her wider. A long-winded sound slipped from between her lips. His legs pressed to either side of hers, his body arched to spoon her smaller one from behind while his mouth rubbed across the back of her head.
He drove into her, taking her in one thrust, and Vee cried out as her feet lifted off the ground. Her pants and underwear dropped, forgotten to the floor.
Drawing back his hips, he viciously surged into her again, pinning her body fully to the wall. Fast and hard, he pumped into her. Vee lost herself to the primal noises the Cyborg made. He held her tight as she slipped up the wall.
Her feet hooked back around his calves to vie for a modicum of control when his body straightened to its full height and his tip pushed right into her sensitive inner flesh.
“Fucking come,” he demanded, hitting that spot several more times more in quick succession. “Strangle me.” Cypher pinched her clit with his fingers.
She tensed and screamed, her body helpless but to follow his orders. Palms sliding across the wall, she buckled, trapped, clamping, searching desperately for purchase.
“Yes!” Cypher wrapped both of his arms around her and pulled her back, pumping up into her violently.
His grunting turned to roars as he fucked her midair until his cock expanded and his seed gushed deep within. Her core pulsated, her orgasm unending.
Minutes passed as he came. Vee held onto the arms banded over her chest as he slowly spun them in a circle. Exhausted, she dropped her legs and closed her eyes.
When she opened them, she was back in the Terraform rig room, being carried to her chair.
With a grunt, and a gasp on her end, Cypher pulled out of her. Seed gushed out everywhere.
“Lovely,” he rumbled, and an embarrassed, exhausted blush rose to her cheeks.
She watched weakly as he pulled up his pants and buckled them. Legs shaking, Vee grasped the back of her chair to hold herself up.
Cypher left and returned a moment later with a damp towel. And as if she were incapable, he cleaned her up, leaving no spot between her legs untouched. When he was done, she leaned forward and rested her head on the chair.
Sated, she relaxed as he massaged her backside and thighs. She couldn’t even bring herself to care about how exposed she was anymore, feeling an ever-constant trickle of his seed drip out from her.
A small smile lifted her lips.He still wants me.
His warm hands deftly took away her tension.
“I like you,” she whispered.
His hands paused before continuing. “I know. I like you, too.”
Vee settled into the warm glow coursing through her and chose to, for once, live in the moment.
