Page 20 of The Cyborg Way
“An excellent idea.”
He picked her up and started to carry her into the small bathroom, but she directed him into the garden dome instead.He looked around and nodded approvingly as he placed her beneath the shower head.
“Your plants are thriving.”
“I enjoy working with them. More than with the chickens, although they’re very useful. I thought I might add a greenhouse in the spring.”
“You’re full of plans,” he murmured as he turned on the water and stepped under the shower with her.
Plans that she hoped would include him, but she didn’t quite have the courage to ask. Instead, she let herself enjoy the moment and the feel of his hands as he washed her slowly, thoroughly, and not entirely innocently. His careful strokes between her legs left her shuddering with pleasure, but despite his obvious erection, he simply finished washing her.
When he was done, he reached for the faucet, but she held out her hand for the soap instead.
“My turn—and don’t tell me I don’t have to.”
His lips quirked and he obediently handed over the soap.
She started with his arms, admiring the way the hard muscles flexed beneath her touch, then ran her hands back over his shoulders as she moved behind him. The metal spine that laddered down his back formed a harsh contrast to the strong muscles surrounding it, and she found herself tracing it gently with a soapy finger. He immediately stiffened.
“You don’t need to touch me there.”
“Why not? It’s part of you as well.”
“A nonhuman part.”
She sighed and stepped closer, sliding her hands around to his stomach as her breasts rubbed against his back.
“I know you’re no longer strictly flesh and blood, but you are still human, still a man.” Her hands slipped lower to glide along that big, ever-ready cock. “And as we discussed last night, the changes you’ve gone through have some definite advantages.”
He groaned, thrusting into her hands.
“Perhaps you have a point.”
“I know I do.” She pressed a kiss against his metal spine. “I lo—I enjoy every part of you.”
His body tensed and she wondered if he’d realized what she’d almost said. She deliberately squeezed his cock, hoping to distract him. She succeeded.
He spun around and lifted her into his arms before sliding her down over that thick, wet cock. Her body fought to adjust to the still overwhelming fullness, and he reached between them, supporting her easily with one arm as he stroked her clit. The slight burn transformed into pleasure, and she rocked eagerly against him.
“It seems a shame not to take advantage of those differences,” he said solemnly, but his face had relaxed.
“I agree. Now move.”
He laughed and obeyed, but instead of the almost frantic movements of the previous night, he kept the pace slow and gentle. The hot water poured over them as he rocked her easily back and forth on his cock until she finally tumbled over into a long, sweet climax. He followed her, the warmth of his seedmingling with the warmth of the water when he finally lifted her free.
“It’s a good thing I have unlimited hot water,” she murmured.
He returned her smile, tugging her closer.
“Indeed, since I’m going to have to start washing you all over again.”
She laughed and shivered and went happily into his arms.
A good deal of additional water was sent to her filters before he finally turned off the shower, wrapped her in a towel, and carried her back into the living area. Henry chirped disapprovingly when he glided over to land next to her and realized she was still wet.
“He doesn’t like water,” she told Levi.
“I’ll keep that in mind in case I need to discourage him.”
