Page 41 of Drift Would


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This shift, he would be hers.

“Very nice.” She licked her lips.

His cock bobbed. He was that attuned to her actions. And that ready.

Fates. She pressed her thighs together. “You can…” She nodded toward the console.

If he didn’t move away from her quickly, she’d jump him, and all her grand plans for their first fuck would be decimated.

He plunked his bitable bare ass on the surface and reclined. The darkened main viewscreen was positioned behind him. His legs were spread. He was laid out for her viewing pleasure.

And pleasure was what she received when she looked at him.

“Very nice.” She leisurely removed her boots, slipping her feet out of that footwear.

Her cyborg lifted his head. His gaze tracked her movements.

That fed her lust.

She rose to her feet in front of him. The tiles were cool under her soles. “I’m orange all over this planet rotation.” She pulled her top over her head with one smooth motion and tossed it to the floor.

Drift’s gray eyes flashed with white streaks of energy. His fingers twitched.

“You want to touch me, don’t you?” She cupped her breasts, as though offering them to him.

“Frag yes.” He nodded.

“Tough breaks, my cyborg.” She laughed, releasing her curves. “I’m flying this ship.”

“Have mercy on me, my female.” His voice lowered to a deep rumble.

“Oh, I’ll have mercy on you.” She was enjoying herself. He was so easy to tease. “Eventually.”

Drift groaned, but he didn’t stop watching her.

She laughed as she unfastened her bottoms. That oversized garment fell straight to the floor.

“You’re beautiful, my female.” Her cyborg gazed at her with blatant admiration.

Her lingering doubts about the attractiveness of her ailing body evaporated. She’d been sick for so long she now saw herself as weak, broken, unappealing.

But her cyborg shifted that view. He wanted her. Fervently. His rigid shaft and the bead of pre-cum that had formed on his tip attested to that truth.

And Fates, that wet her pussy.

She climbed as gracefully as she could onto the console beside him. “I have the urge to lick you all over.” Her gaze lowered. “Starting with your cock.”

“Indulge your urges, my female.” Lines etched around his lips.

“I’ll indulge that urge later.” She would have him. Multiple times. And in all ways. “I need to ride you now.”

She straddled his upper thighs. The height required to rise above his cock was too great for her to overcome. She wiggled forward until her wet pussy lips touched his base.

They both groaned at that contact.

The impact was divine. And the unrelenting feel of her male was exactly right. It hit all her most-wanting places.

She rocked against him, increasing the pressure, then taking it away, increasing the pressure, then taking it away.

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