With a moan of pure desire, she came to a back-arching, toe-curling orgasm unlike any she’d ever had. As the pleasure washed through her, she felt like she was flying.
24
K-LX
Goddess damn it—when she came, she really came. K-lx felt his cock throbbing angrily in his sleep trousers as he rode it out, keeping his mouth locked on her soft little pussy and aching clit despite her bucking hips.
Corinne’s moaning and crying was music to his ears. He fucking loved making a woman lose control. She was shaking and trembling and arching her back while every muscle in her body tensed up. Her grip on his hair was so tight it was painful—and he reveled in the pain. It let him know how intense her pleasure was—which he could also feel surging through their Link.
“K-lx!” she moaned, still riding his face. “Oh God, K-lx, yes…yes!”
When she started chanting his name like a prayer, he couldn’t stand it anymore. Reaching down with his free hand, he ripped down his trousers and wrapped his fingers around his cock. He fisted himself once…twice…three times and then he was shooting—making a mess on the side of the bed as he came because her pleasure combined with his own was too much to bear and he was fucking overflowing with it.
At last, Corinne’s curvy body—which had been so tight and tense—sagged back against the mattress.
“Ohhh…” she groaned and K-lx felt her go limp. “Oh my God…oh God…”
And then she started to cry.
All right—that wasn’t in the playbook.
K-lx got up hastily and leaned over the bed. She had curled on her side and was sobbing as though her heart was breaking.
Had he hurt her in some way?
Feeling through their Link, he didn’t detect any physical pain. But he did feel emotional distress and guilt. A whole lot of guilt.
“Oh, baby…” He settled beside her on the bed and gently took her in his arms.
Corinne resisted at first but then she curled against his chest.
“Shouldn’t…shouldn’t have done that,” she choked out, between sobs. “It was wrong.”
“It wasn’t wrong, baby,” K-lx argued softly. “How could it be wrong to let yourself take pleasure?”
“Because I’m breaking all the laws of Cybernetic ethics with you!” She looked up at him with wet eyes—her long eyelashes spiky with tears. “Do you know what they would do to us if anyone found out? I’d lose my job and probably be put in prison for the sexual abuse of a Cybernetic Unit but it would be even worse for you—you’d be scrapped! Or else mind-wiped so you couldn’t remember me or what I’d done to you.”
K-lx felt a cold finger of fear run down his spine. She’d said such things before, but he’d never really believed there could be such severe consequences just for the two of them doing what came naturally. However, the pure distress he felt coming through their link and her sobs of remorse had him much more worried than he had been previously.
Somehow, he had to make her feel better about what they had done—but how?
“Hey, baby, it’s okay—it’s going to be okay,” he murmured, stroking her hair out of her eyes. Leaning down, he kissed her wet cheeks gently. “Everything is going to be okay, Corinne—no one is going to find out,” he promised.
She shook her head.
“I just…I don’t know what to do. We can’t keep doing this. And it’s not that I don’t want to be close to you, K-lx,” she added, looking at him earnestly. “I do want to be close—too close. That’s the problem.”
“Look, baby, when they made those laws about not ‘abusing’ Cybernetic organisms, they weren’t talking about me,” he argued softly. “I’m different from the kind of Cyborgs you have now. Those things barely even have brains. Of course they can’t think or defend themselves if someone was to try something with them. You know if I didn’t want it, I’d let you know.”
“I know.” She sniffed and swiped at her eyes. “And the thing is you need it. You need all the, uh, contact we’ve been having.”
“Well, that’s what the manual says, but we don’t have to follow it,” K-lx pointed out. “If what we’re doing is making you feel this bad, then I don’t want to do it anymore.”
“But, K-lx…I don’t want to stop.” Her eyes went wide and he felt the conflicting emotions warring inside her. Guilt and remorse were fighting with desire and…could that be love? If not that, then at least affection. His heart swelled when he realized how much she cared for him.
“It’s okay, baby. I don’t want to stop either,” he murmured. “But we can’t go on like this—it’s tearing you up inside.”
She shook her head and swiped at her eyes again.
