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His words hit me like electric charge, sending shudder through my body straight to my clit. The air around us thickened with anticipation as he shifted, his movements deliberate and filled with unspoken command I found impossibly arousing.

Gently, he pushed me until I was lying on back on his bed. Texture of sheets against my skin combined with rough, calloused touch of his hands only heightened all sensations already bombarding me. Every touch, every kiss that followed only amplified the lust he built with a simple look.

Piston’s hands traced fiery path down my body, igniting sparks wherever they landed. He paused at my thighs, his fingers teasing sensitive skin there before shoving them apart. His nostrils flared as he lowered himself so his shoulders were between my legs.

His hot breath grazed over my sensitive flesh, making me shiver in anticipation. Piston’s eyes locked with mine, intense and unyielding, as he watched my reactions closely. With slow, deliberate motions, he extended his tongue and traced the outer edge of my lips. The look in his eyes said he was savoring taste as he went. His movements were practiced and precise, calculated to drive me wild. At least, if they weren’t they should have been. Because that’s exactly what they did.

I gasped and sharp cry escaped my lips. I arched my back off the bed, urging him to do more. “My clit,” I gasped.

“What about your clit, baby? It’s wet and swollen.” He winked at me as he licked my hot and aching pussy, sucking each lip lightly before taking long, slow lick from my opening to just below aching bud in question.

“Suck it,” I hissed. “Lick it.”

He complied with smirk, diving deeper, exploring me with fervor that bordered on reverence. The room spun as waves of pleasure cascaded through me, each swipe of his tongue making me whimper and moan in pleasure.

I rocked my hips, meeting his tongue as he lapped at my wet folds like he meant to eat me up. He sucked my clit between his lips, curling two fingers inside me, hitting spots deep within me I’d never known existed. The second he did, I exploded in blistering pleasure.

Piston’s movements became frenzied as tremors racked my body, and my pussy clamped down around his fingers. His breathing was deep and even, and every sound I made was met with deep answering grunt from him. Hearing his own grunts and growls escalated my need. He continued his relentless assault, bringing me to brink again with expert flicks and swirls of his tongue coupled with rhythmic thrusting of his fingers.

Breathless and delirious from waves of ecstasy, I managed to pull him up to me, our lips crashing together in messy, desperate kiss. I could taste myself on him, and it only served to fuel fire burning within me. Every touch was electric, every glance between us laden with unspoken promises of more.

Piston reached between us and guided his cock inside my pussy. Then he started hard, driving rhythm I couldn’t keep up with. All I could do was hold on. So I dug my nails into his ass and spurred him on best I could.

“Fuck!” He threw his head back as I squeezed flesh of his butt. “Mother fuck!”

“Fuck me, Piston.” I wanted words to come out as order, but was very afraid they were a plea.

“Ain’t gonna last long. Too fuckin’ good. Too motherfucking good!”

His cock pulsed inside me and with one ferocious, brutal yell, Piston put his cum deep inside me.

Chapter Ten

Piston

I held Venus close. After we were both spent, and she lay with her head on my chest, I took up the earlier conversation.

“You good, baby?”

“Better than good.” Her contented purr was music to my ears. I chuckled lightly as I sifted my fingers through her hair.

“That’s what I want to hear.” I kissed the top of her head. “Much as I hate to ruin the moment, we still have some things to discuss before we decide where we’re going and what we’re gonna do.”

She took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. “Giovanni hired me to work at Argent. Not in company itself, but off books kind of thing. I told him I needed to stay hidden, and he had no problem with that arrangement. I helped field test weapons for him. I did better than anyone else he had working for him, taking his weapons to very limit of what they could do without hesitation.”

I had to bite back a growl at that. “Sounds dangerous.”

She shrugged. “Was. I was there for only couple of months before he sent me off to test his latest gadget. But he wanted me to work with it in real world. Away from his testing ground. He’d already had it tested and adjusted and adjusted some more. Besides, it was really more of spy tool than weapon.”

“Your eyes,” I said. “The contacts.”

She grinned up at me. “You knew about those?” Though she didn’t seem surprised, I thought she might be.

“I know some. Not all. Have a feelin’ you were havin’ trouble with them when we found Victor that first time.”

“Contacts enhance my vision. Much like camera. I can zoom in or out. Isolate subject and zoom in. Some of it is through contacts themselves, some I have to do from app on my phone. Gio did update to add infrared vision. He had only uploaded new version with upgrades few days before. My eyes hadn’t had time to adjust to new band of light I was seeing. Gave me headache. Had trouble getting my bearings. Kind of made me want to puke.”

“Right. Also, about your contacts.”

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