“So you want a taste of me without all the extras? Old fashioned shag? All lips, an’ tongue, an’ fingers, slick parts covered our nectar for lube?” She was grinning, unable to stop the lazy expression as her fingers curled within her and just barely brushed that happy little place that would make her sing his name if bothered long enough. “Fancy we save the buzzing trinkets for later?”
She really loved listening to him. But the silence that lasted too long made her imagine he’d just realized what she was doing and why she’d stopped. “No’ lost,” she told him breathlessly, “just takin’ a break, luv.” Another gasp.
It would be so easy to get herself off now, to tweak instead of tease in all the right places. Though she told herself this little show wasn’t just for her. She wanted to draw it out for him, to hear all the nasty little things he wanted her to do to him and him to her. Would it be enough for him to lead her to him? Or get him to her? For all the time she’d fucked with him she’d never gotten the chance to catch him out and about. And damn if she hadn’t tried either, short of breaking the rules in their game and actually locating him without permission—dropping in on his sanctum. It just felt cheap, that—like cheating. Did he come out? Didn’t seem likely given his hinted comments about not going anywhere.
Damn what a shame that would be though. She’d love to take him out to places one shouldn’t fuck, tempt getting caught, and ride him like a toy until he popped warm champagne all over her—or inside of her.
She switched to rubbing her clit again, half tempted to pull a bullet out of her pouch and turn the vibration way the fuck up. Too fast.
Fuck. Biting. Tits. She could almost feel his cock sliding back and forth between her folds—daring her body to lift and plunge him right into her hot core. “Balls,” she breathed, hips jerking as her fingers dug into the wall. Patience.
“I’d crawl right up then,” she went on, jaw flexing as she dragged a nail over the soft bud, a half choked moan leaving her. “Dig my nails into your shoulders and grind up an’ down your shaft until it’s sticky and ‘ard an’ sweet with me. Breathe a fuck into your bloody ‘air when you bit down on my nipple an’ warmed it with your tongue—eased the ache teased just a little bit more.” She bit down on her lower lip then as she rode her hand. “Then I’d kiss you, make you taste yourself on my tongue—tug your ‘ead back with my fingers in your ‘air.”
She nearly stopped when she heard the clattering of wires, fabric and skin. But her ego took a serious boost when he spoke brokenly, cussing, and asked her if it was legal to ask such a thing. She hummed a moan like she’d just eaten something sinfully too good to be true. “You an’ ass man, then? Or would you rather wank off between my tits an’ paint my face in cum?”
But then he did something else. Something she hadn’t quite expected. Something nobody had ever done. Although, it wasn’t like she’d ever sought out one night stands via coms and net chatter—code monkeys. Most of it was messy, and not in the good way. None of it was ever very pretty; not like his; not like hers. She didn’t want sloppy code writers.
In fact, this was a first for her. The phone sex, com sex, whatever. All of her liaisons had been handpicked in person when she got a fancy for something more than fingers and toys—when she got bored with her hand. And no one ever interested her enough to chat via voice, much let wank off talking dirty about what might happen. Not that she was going to tell him that. Now.
Possibly ever.
She was gasping again when the code slipped through the lines she was monitoring. Her brain took hold of it before her chip even began processing it into something that would pop up on a screen before her shut eyes. It was like a nerve that went right from her brain to her clit was been stroked, caressed, and tuned into just the right note.
Then she heard his gravelly voice over the com calling her goddess and telling her he wanted her screaming. He was saying her name. Hell... growling her name. Her chest heaved once with it and she couldn’t stop the cry that escaped, his name wound in it, “Fate...” Another breath. "Fuck yes.
"Anywhere. Everywhere. Now. Right now."
And she couldn’t really help it, the way her brain took hold of what he’d sent her—the way it plied it apart and put it back together with a touch that was uniquely her. It was as if her body was reacting to it, unconsciously wanting to give something back—as if it had to because she wasn’t there to actually touch him. He would see it in the blackness of her visuals before it was gone.
The code shot off through the line, this time not seeking to show up on his screens, but to actually connect to him and whatever tech his had housed in his head. Like knocking on a door. And if curiosity made him let it in, it’s trick his brain into feeling a sensation similar to her taking his hard cock inside of her—once—before going away entirely.
A sharp tease she hadn’t entirely meant to do, barely realized she had.
She really loved listening to him. But the silence that lasted too long made her imagine he’d just realized what she was doing and why she’d stopped. “No’ lost,” she told him breathlessly, “just takin’ a break, luv.” Another gasp.
It would be so easy to get herself off now, to tweak instead of tease in all the right places. Though she told herself this little show wasn’t just for her. She wanted to draw it out for him, to hear all the nasty little things he wanted her to do to him and him to her. Would it be enough for him to lead her to him? Or get him to her? For all the time she’d fucked with him she’d never gotten the chance to catch him out and about. And damn if she hadn’t tried either, short of breaking the rules in their game and actually locating him without permission—dropping in on his sanctum. It just felt cheap, that—like cheating. Did he come out? Didn’t seem likely given his hinted comments about not going anywhere.
Damn what a shame that would be though. She’d love to take him out to places one shouldn’t fuck, tempt getting caught, and ride him like a toy until he popped warm champagne all over her—or inside of her.
She switched to rubbing her clit again, half tempted to pull a bullet out of her pouch and turn the vibration way the fuck up. Too fast.
Fuck. Biting. Tits. She could almost feel his cock sliding back and forth between her folds—daring her body to lift and plunge him right into her hot core. “Balls,” she breathed, hips jerking as her fingers dug into the wall. Patience.
“I’d crawl right up then,” she went on, jaw flexing as she dragged a nail over the soft bud, a half choked moan leaving her. “Dig my nails into your shoulders and grind up an’ down your shaft until it’s sticky and ‘ard an’ sweet with me. Breathe a fuck into your bloody ‘air when you bit down on my nipple an’ warmed it with your tongue—eased the ache teased just a little bit more.” She bit down on her lower lip then as she rode her hand. “Then I’d kiss you, make you taste yourself on my tongue—tug your ‘ead back with my fingers in your ‘air.”
She nearly stopped when she heard the clattering of wires, fabric and skin. But her ego took a serious boost when he spoke brokenly, cussing, and asked her if it was legal to ask such a thing. She hummed a moan like she’d just eaten something sinfully too good to be true. “You an’ ass man, then? Or would you rather wank off between my tits an’ paint my face in cum?”
But then he did something else. Something she hadn’t quite expected. Something nobody had ever done. Although, it wasn’t like she’d ever sought out one night stands via coms and net chatter—code monkeys. Most of it was messy, and not in the good way. None of it was ever very pretty; not like his; not like hers. She didn’t want sloppy code writers.
In fact, this was a first for her. The phone sex, com sex, whatever. All of her liaisons had been handpicked in person when she got a fancy for something more than fingers and toys—when she got bored with her hand. And no one ever interested her enough to chat via voice, much let wank off talking dirty about what might happen. Not that she was going to tell him that. Now.
Possibly ever.
She was gasping again when the code slipped through the lines she was monitoring. Her brain took hold of it before her chip even began processing it into something that would pop up on a screen before her shut eyes. It was like a nerve that went right from her brain to her clit was been stroked, caressed, and tuned into just the right note.
Then she heard his gravelly voice over the com calling her goddess and telling her he wanted her screaming. He was saying her name. Hell... growling her name. Her chest heaved once with it and she couldn’t stop the cry that escaped, his name wound in it, “Fate...” Another breath. "Fuck yes.
"Anywhere. Everywhere. Now. Right now."
And she couldn’t really help it, the way her brain took hold of what he’d sent her—the way it plied it apart and put it back together with a touch that was uniquely her. It was as if her body was reacting to it, unconsciously wanting to give something back—as if it had to because she wasn’t there to actually touch him. He would see it in the blackness of her visuals before it was gone.
The code shot off through the line, this time not seeking to show up on his screens, but to actually connect to him and whatever tech his had housed in his head. Like knocking on a door. And if curiosity made him let it in, it’s trick his brain into feeling a sensation similar to her taking his hard cock inside of her—once—before going away entirely.
A sharp tease she hadn’t entirely meant to do, barely realized she had.
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