His eyes closed and he added,“No wonder you didn’t want anyone to touch you. Even at this mild stage, I can feel it. It feels like a man would feel when he gets aroused. And it being ten times worse yesterday, I’d say it probably felt like my avatar with a hard-on all day, with no release in sight.”
Helen watched him lying on “her” bed. It occurred to her that he had deliberately chosen this scene to make her uncomfortable enough so that he could “read” her feelings. He had guessed that she wouldn’t tell him, so he’d set out to find out his own way. The mind behind the avatar was calculating and devious and he knew her too well.
“Yeah, well, now I know what it feels like to walk around with a big dick,”she said sarcastically.“Happy now?”
He laughed and pulled her on top of him.“I’m happier if you feel the dick inside you actually,”he said with an evil gleam in his eye.“It seems that you still need more therapy. Maybe I’ll come by again tonight.”
“I won’t be surprised a second time,”she warned.
“Maybe you’ll take the pill willingly,”he teased.
“Maybe pigs could fly. You’re just afraid that if I touch you, I’ll know exactly who you are.”
She liked being on top of him, except this wasn’t real. Her brain was telling her that but her body didn’t seem to care one bit. He felt real, almost as real as last night.
“Of course,”he acknowledged, “but I also liked having you totally helpless. It’s exciting.”
“That’s because you’re also a controlling bastard. You’re probably into dominant and submissive sex games.”Her eyes narrowed. Didn’t T. hint last night that Heath liked that kind of thing?“Are you?”
His lips quirked.“You’ll just have to find out.”
“We can’t do this all the time,”she said.“I’m not going to let it happen.”
“But if I was really a dominant, you’d have no say in the matter, would you?”he asked, amused.“I’ll just take you where I want, however I please.”
It was just a stupid conversation in virtual reality but his words sounded like a promise. She should be pissed off with him but how do you get angry at something that was making you excited?
“Besides,”he added,“we can’t have you walking around feeling agitated and craving sex, can we? There are at least seven men out there who are too willing to take you to bed, Elena, if you ask them. Do you really want to do that because you suspect one of them is me?”
“Of course not! And I’m not walking around craving sex either! This thing’s going to go away and I’ll be fine when it’s over. You’re crazy if you think I was going to have sex with any guy just because I’m feeling this way.”
“But temptation can grow and yesterday, without control or understanding of why you felt the way you did, who knows? If I were walking around with a hard-on all day, I’d look for a woman.”
“But not just any woman, I hope?”She was going to put a fist in his nice flat stomach any moment now.
He smiled.“No, not just any woman. Just as you didn’t go for just any man. You fought it. I can feel you still fighting it, but it’s not going away because it isn’t a rash, sweetheart. It isn’t something a pill can fix. And if that’s the side effect from the serum each time you use it…”
Helen stared at him, speechless for a few seconds.“No,”she finally said.“If the overcompensating theory is true, then at some point, I’d have had enough sex that I…uh…stop smiling like that!”
He had cleverly manipulated the conversation again. If it was true, then she was going to need to have sex to offset this…effect…her body was creating, and he was pointing out that she could either go out and find herself a lover or just have him. The idea of going out to find a lover just because she needed to have sex was totally out of the question. Tasteless. So like a man. Ugh.
“It wouldn’t be just sex with me,”he said softly.“We aren’t strangers. In fact, you have access to me that few people do. And when this need of yours is over, you won’t have to say any awkward goodbye to your lover because I’m just an avatar in a program. You just have to make sure you have enough sex from then on, of course.”
Helen began to laugh helplessly.“This is the most ridiculous proposition I’ve ever had in my life.”Virtual reality was going to drive her into the nuthouse. A naked man she’d created in a program was telling her how to run her love life.“You’re just very lucky it wasn’t a lack of PMS my body’s overcompensating or you’re going to have the biggest bitch walking around in virtual reality.”
Her dream avatar actually shuddered.“Thank the gods for blessing me with your problem, then,”he said.
Without warning, he twisted her onto her back. She looked up at him in surprise. Surely not here. Not now—
“Your quarters are all gray. Perfect for a remote viewing session. I need you to find Mr. Cummings. I know it’s difficult to locate a person, but perhaps you can describe the surroundings like before and I can recognize the place.”
Helen gasped as she felt his legs spreading hers apart. She felt heated flesh against hers and looked down. She was naked! How was that possible?
“It’s my virtual reality, too,”he murmured,“and I know how you feel under me now. I know how you taste. What it’s like to be inside you. How your breast really feels in my hand.”
She hadn’t thought of it that way. It had always been her virtual reality. He had allowed her to control that for long enough that she hadn’t thought about what he could do to her, that she was his avatar here.
“Wait…”she said.
