Corinne felt a shiver go through her. God, if she hadn’t known that his hands were part metal, she never would have believed it. They felt so warm on her skin. So gentle and teasing.
“I…I don’t know what you mean,” she protested breathlessly.
“Yes, you do.” K-lx leaned down and pressed a hot, openmouthed kiss to the inside of one knee. Then he rubbed his scratchy cheek lightly against her inner thigh making Corinne gasp. “You as much as admitted to me that you’ve never had a guy go down on you right before.”
“My ex, Artie—he tried,” she pointed out weakly.
“Yeah, ‘tried’ is just a nice way to say he sucked at it,” K-lx growled.
“He…it just wasn’t his thing. He didn’t like it very much.”
Corinne didn’t know why she felt the need to defend her ex. Artie hadn’t been a very exciting lover, but he hadn’t been mean to her either. He was just kind of there…until he left and he wasn’t anymore. And to be honest, other than missing his body heat in bed at night, she really hadn’t minded him leaving.
“A male who doesn’t like eating pussy doesn’t deserve to fuck one either,” K-lx said dismissively. “You have to enjoy it with your mouth before you get anywhere near it with your cock.”
As he spoke, he leaned down and kissed her again—this time placing a gentle, lingering kiss to the top of her mound.
Corrine could feel his hot breath through the thin fabric of her panties and she did her best to bite back a moan.
This isn’t for me—it’s for him! I’m not supposed to be getting pleasure from this, she reminded herself. It would be wrong as a Handler to get off on letting her Cyborg taste her.
“K-lx, please…” she said weakly, as he continued to place soft, hot kisses all over her pussy. She could feel herself getting warm and wet between her thighs and he had her all spread open, so that her outer pussy lips were parting under the thin fabric of her panties. She was afraid that a wet spot was going to form from her juices leaking out. In fact, she thought she could see it happening now!
God, this was so embarrassing. Reflexively, she started to close her legs, but K-lx stopped her, his hands on her knees.
“Problems, baby?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
“No, I just…I think you should get on with it.” Corinne’s words came out in a rush. “I mean, I…I’m getting really wet down there, you know?” she added, feeling her face getting hot with another blush.
“I know you are, baby. But I’ve waited a long time for this and I want to take my time with you.”
Slowly, he let one fingertip slide up and down the little vertical furrow in her panties that showed where her pussy lips were spread. He was using his vibration function and she moaned and bucked her hips when she felt the buzzing fingertip pass over the sensitive bud of her clit.
“K-lx!” she moaned in protest, which only prompted him to do it again.
“Mmm—there we go.” He gave her a lazy smile of pure lust as the wet spot spread. “Just want to be sure you’re all warmed up for me, baby.”
“I…I don’t have to be warmed up for you to taste me!” she protested breathlessly.
“Oh, yes you do.” He frowned. “The more turned on you are, the more honey you’ll make for me. And isn’t that the point of this whole thing—for me to taste your honey?”
“Well…yes,” she admitted reluctantly.
“Good, then let me do this my way. You just spread your legs like a good girl and let me lick this sweet little pussy.”
Corinne wanted to protest that he couldn’t talk to her like that—“good girl” indeed! But her train of thought was cut off by the way he slid his vibrating finger over her clit again—which was now clearly visible because of the wet spot spreading on the front of her white panties, rendering them nearly invisible.
Oh God, I shouldn’t have said I’d let him do this. What was I thinking?
But then K-lx leaned down and pressed another hot, open mouthed kiss to the slit of her pussy and she felt his tongue pressing inward, teasing her clit through the thin fabric.
A bolt of pleasure rushed through her and everything else flew out of her mind.
22
K-LX
K-lx might have forgotten a lot—his memoirs had been wiped, after all—but he hadn’t forgotten how to please a woman with his mouth. That instinct was hardwired into every Kindred warrior and he was no exception. And as far as he was concerned, the number one rule of going down was to take it slow. Unless the woman in question was already so hot and sexually needy she grabbed you by the ears and dragged you in, you had to do things gradually.
