"I have faith that it will."
"You're a cyborg. What do you put your faith into?"
He shrugged. "So far, the Intergalactic Dating Agency has not put us in a bad situation yet. Shall we continue to test their abilities?"
"Carefully, we can," she said.
"As you like."
He took a step toward her, and she held out her hand. He guided her up to him, and her body was pressed against his. He wrapped his arms around her, and lifted her, until she was hip-to-hip with him.
"Well, hello there," she said.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, and she rocked against him. Intentional or not it was erotic and fed his Craving.
"You feel good," he said.
She smiled. "I would hope so."
He sat her down on the couch and lowered to his knees between her legs. She moaned and leaned back as he started to kiss her stomach and let his hands roam down her body. He felt all the curves. He loved how her breasts felt, but he also savored the feel of her hips, how they curved out and in, it was such an intensely sensual shape.
He caressed the line where her hip met her leg, letting his fingers slip closer to her center.
He gently stroked the hair there.
"I like this," he said, feeling the strands.
"Do women not have hair there?"
He shrugged. "Some do. Some do not. I like this though. How it frames the area. I know exactly where to go." His fingers slipped along to her folds and stroked the skin underneath.
She moaned and arched so that she was more exposed. He must have been doing it the best way for her, because he continued to touch and slip around, and she sighed and groaned.
He slipped his fingers to the top, and she jumped.
He pulled back. "Did I hurt you?"
She shook her head. "That is a special spot," she said. "It is, like, a button that does more for me."
"Here?" he asked and slipped his finger where he had just been.
She cried out. "Yesss!"
He made slow little strokes around the area, noting how she responded to each shift of his finger, until he found the optimum positioning to get the biggest response from her.
He stimulated her until she bucked and cried out, almost shaking.
She sighed. "Wow. That was great."
He felt very pleased, he had brought her to completion. "Good."
Now it was time for him, he hoped.
He slid his finger along her again and stared massaging her center.
She moaned softly. "You are very thorough."
"I intend to be."
