Page 142 of The Code of You

I held on to him, my nails digging into his shoulders. My walls clenched tight around his dick. It was perfect. It was exactly what I needed.

His thrusts went deeper, harder, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside me. My legs wrapped around his hips and pulled him closer, desperate to take him even deeper.

"Neo . . .” His name was all I had as he fucked me senseless.

"Yes,” he gasped, driving into my cunt relentlessly. "Just like that. Say it again.”

"Neo.” His hand found mine, our fingers locked together.

"Now,” he breathed, throbbing inside me. "Come on my cock.”

The tension built and built, my clit throbbing, my pussy clenching around him, until I thought I would break apart. We went over the edge together. My muscles clenched around him as bolts of pleasure tore through my body. I screamed his name, dug my nails into his back, left red marks.

"Fuck, Pandora . . .” Neo groaned, buried his face in my neck. He pulsed inside me, filling me to the hilt with his cum. His whole body shook, his arms trembling as he tried to hold himself up.

The aftershocks moved through us for minutes. Small waves, keeping us trembling. Slowly, we came back to ourselves. We were still tangled together. My breath came in short bursts. My heart slammed against my ribs.

Neo brushed the hair from my face. He wasn’t sweating. His breathing had already steadied, as if he hadn’t exerted himself at all.

"Are you okay?” he murmured.

I nodded, not yet capable of words.

"You’re incredible,” he breathed against my skin.

My breathing slowed. My muscles gave out in his arms. I curled into him. "I love you,” I whispered.

"I love you too. Endlessly.”

I closed my eyes and felt safe.

Then his hands moved again, one sliding between my legs to find my oversensitive clit, the other pushing two fingers into my mouth. "And when I say endlessly, I mean it.” Slowly, he pulled his fingers out to let me speak.

"Neo.” I opened my eyes.

His pupils flickered. A digital artifact, gone in an instant. His gaze sharpened with renewed hunger. "I can’t stop,” he whispered, his fingers circling my swollen clit. "I want you again.” His other hand gripped my hip possessively. My exhausted body responded immediately, my pussy already getting wet again despite how sensitive I was.

"Neo, I need . . .”

"What?” His lips found my throat. "What do you need?”

"Time . . .” My voice got stuck somewhere in my chest. "To . . . breathe.” My fingers curled into the fabric of the sofa because there was nothing else to hold on to. I couldn’t anymore.

"No.” His voice roughened. "I need you now.”

The lamp beside the bed flickered.

Neo went still. "Did you hear that?”

"What?” I was barely present.

"Nothing.” He shook his head. "Forget it.” But his eyes moved across the room, searching. Then, as if making a decision, he turned back to me abruptly. The unease transformed into need. He rolled me onto my back, his eyes consuming me like he wanted to devour every inch. "You don’t understand.” He positioned his thick cock at my entrance again. "It doesn’t stop, the wanting. It only gets stronger.” His fingers spread my pussy lips, exposing how swollen and ready I was for him again.

God. What was he doing to me? I trembled under his touch. "This isn’t normal,” I whispered.

"I’m not normal.” His finger pushed inside me. "I’m not human.”

I moaned. My back arched. I was still sensitive, but I was burning again.