Page 104 of The Code of You

"How deep do we go?” Zara asked.

The LED face turned to me. "How deep do we need to go, princess?”

***

The office building was dark, only the emergency lighting throwing faint shadows on the walls. Dax’s hand was on my back, his mask glowing in the darkness.

"Here,” he whispered, steering me into a corner office. Through the glass walls I could see the city. Lights like stars.

"This is the CEO’s office,” I murmured, taking in the massive desk, the leather chairs. "If anyone catches us . . .”

"No one will catch us.” His hands slid to my hips. "And even if they did . . . that’s the point, princess.”

He turned me around and pressed me against the window. The city lay below us, but all I could see was his LED face staring at me.

His hands slid under my shirt, cold against my heated skin. "Do you know what we’re doing here?” he murmured against my ear.

"Breaking in,” I gasped.

"No.” His fingers opened my jeans. "We’re taking what belongs to us. We’re fucking the system. Literally.”

He lifted me and set me on the desk. Papers fell to the floor, a pen rolling over the edge.

"Dax . . .” My voice was a moan.

"Scream my name,” he commanded, pulling my jeans down. "Let them all hear how much you hate the system.”

The LED face glowed above me, inhuman and yet so familiar. His hands spread my legs, and I saw my own reflection in the dark glass wall.

"We destroy them from the inside,” he whispered, his cock pressing against my entrance. "Every last corporation.”

And then he was inside me, stretching me open. I gasped as he filled me completely. I couldn’t see his eyes, but I felt his gaze burning into me. He looked like a digital demon who had come to claim me. I dug my nails into his shoulders and pulled him deeper.

"You belong here, in the darkness. With me,” he gasped. "Fuck, princess.”

***

"Princess.” Someone shook my arm.

I opened my eyes. The mask glowed above me. For a confused moment, I didn’t know if I was still dreaming. Blinking, I looked at my phone. I had been here for sixteen hours. The first ten I had spent hacking through back doors until my eyes watered. Old access codes, forgotten admin accounts, vulnerabilities in the firewall . . . At some point I must have fallen asleep, and someone had carried me here. Of course. Him.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.” Dax’s voice was amused. "We found something.”

Heat flooded my face. I sat up quickly and pulled the blanket tighter around me. My body was still pulsing from the dream. My pussy was wet and ready. Oh God. I hoped I hadn’t moaned. Or called his name.

"What . . . what did you find?” My voice came out hoarse.

The LED face tilted to one side. "Interesting dreams?”

Shit. He knew.

I followed him to the monitors, still dazed. Zara sat in front of a large screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

"Show her,” Dax said.

Zara turned around, her face pale. "Emma, this is . . . this is hard to understand.”

A document appeared on the monitor, official looking, with seals and signatures.