“So you admit it,” he said. “You can build great things. You’re not a fuckup. On the contrary, you’re amazing.”
“I didn’t say that—”
The toy lowered its intensity to a quiet purr. I huffed.
“Fine, okay? I can build great things. I’m not a fuckup. I can do anything I put my mind to. I’m amazing. I am amazing—”
Another three-word sentence danced on my tongue. I swallowed it back. Not that it mattered much anyway. Hudson was cat-with-canary grinning now, satisfied by my confession.
“How about a little reward?”
Yesyesyes.My body hummed in anticipation. He tapped a few keys, and all at once, The Fantasy roared to action.
A wall of sensation slammed into me. I was so close. I was going to cum, I was going to cum—
Then, as if a massive power outage struck just my table and nothing else in the building, the entire suit died, leaving me wobbling over the precipice of a world-shaking orgasm.
I screamed from the unfairness of it all. Twisting my head, I glared daggers at the so-called scientist in charge of this so-called experiment. “You fucking bastard—”
All at once, he was aw-shucks Hudson again, eyes widening at his phone screen, which wasn’t responding to any of his frantic tippy-taps. “No, that wasn’t me.”
The adrenaline rushed from my body. Oh, this wasn’t part of our little game.
Awesome. Just my luck. Sex-tortured and I didn’t even get my promised orgasm in the end.
“Shit, there must be a short somewhere in the wiring,” I said. “Get me out of this thing and I’ll have a look.”
No dice. The timer went off.
Fifteen minutes was up.
Giving up on his phone, Hudson withdrew his cock from themold, removed the protective condom separating his cock from the solution, cleaned himself with a nearby intimate wipe, and stalked across the sex pod.
“I don’t think that will be necessary,” he said. “No offense to your ingenious engineering skills, but I’m going to fuck you better than this machine ever could.”
Without bothering with my restraints, Hudson moved between my legs. The insertable no longer useful, he took it out of me and disconnected it from the larger system until he could discard it to the side. The clitoral and nipple stimulators stayed on, despite the loss of power.
But he hesitated.
“Tell me one thing,” he insisted.
“Yes?”
“Tell me we’re not just having sex to get your mind off Lloyd. Tell me none of this was about him. That we didn’t just get off together to spite him or whatever.”
I almost laughed at that. Seeing Lloyd had reminded me how happy I was with Hudson. How much Ididn’twant to be the scared girl I’d been back in my GalacticSolutions days anymore.
This wasn’t about him. It was about us.
“Hudson, when I’m with you, I don’t think aboutanythingoranyoneelse. I’m yours.”
For as long as you’ll have me.
Forever, please.
Tied up, I was powerless to this sex, but he made every touch feel like the loss of control was worth it. Hudson lined himself up and rocked inside me. He found a steady pace, holding me by the ties at my wrists, taking me hard and fast and deep—sodeep.
Then The Fantasy’s short must have unshorted.
