Fantasy Curves 269 (BBW SF Erotic Romance and Domination) Read Free Page B

his cock rocked in and out of me.
    Obscuring my view, his head dipped and he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He pulled it taut, sucked it back in, repeating and repeating the motion as he moaned and fucked me harder. Releasing the nipple with a wet pop, he palmed the other breast as he stared at my face. "I've been thinking about this all day."
    "This?" I asked.
    "This." He peppered the answer and soft kisses across my jawline and lips.
    "And this." He thrust hard and deep then buried his face against my throat. "Lucky thing, finding you like I did."
    "Lucky thing," I echoed. Arching my back, I pressed my mound harder against his lower stomach.
    His fingers looped through my hair, forcing me to maintain the arch. He kissed the underside of my chin and delivered a hard, centering thrust. My hands grasped his thick biceps and I cried out from the pleasure unfurling along my spine.
    He nuzzled my cheek. "Can you take it harder, love?"
    "Yes." I wanted him to possess me completely, wanted him balls deep and groaning with his own release.
    "Can I fuck this sweet pussy as hard as I want until you're coming and crying no more ?"
    Another forceful thrust curled my toes and I cried out. "Yes!"
    His thick cock a hard jackhammer inside me, Vance bit along my chin and throat. Mixing soft with hard, he never hurt me, just drove me closer to my climax at a bone jarring pace. The fat, battering head drove in and out, hooking before it left me, stretching me ruthlessly as he re-entered. Pressure and heat built until, crying and jerking, I came.
    Sensing my release, he gentled his strokes. The bites turned to deliciously soft kisses that meandered toward my mouth. His tongue slipped between my lips, curling and licking as the last of my climax rolled through me.
    When he broke the kiss, I sighed.
    Among the few lovers I have had, not one of them was interested in making me come and none of them had accomplished the task. I had peaked from Vance's touch at least three times. If droid sex was this good, this intimate in a world where few people genuinely connected any more, I just might have to pawn my soul and buy a male unit -- one with alabaster skin and pale green eyes.
    Unraveling his hands from my hair, he pinned my shoulders against the mattress and smiled down at me. "I do believe you enjoyed that, love."
    His statement was odd. Droids are not sentient. They do not enjoy, only feign a simulacrum of receiving pleasure. But they fake it with a physiological mirror, mimicking, for example, the way my cunt twitched and coiled around his still erect shaft.
    And they verbalize.
    "Yes, I enjoyed it very much, Master." Smiling, I nodded.
    He dipped his head down and delivered a quick kiss that barely ghosted across my lips. "Master Vance."
    "Master Vance," I repeated, my pussy delivering an extra squeeze that forced a moan from his throat.
    That he was still hard confused me. "Master Vance, have you not taken your pleasure?"
    His smile lazy, Vance pulled out and repositioned me on my side. He hooked a hand behind my top leg, pushing it forward and up, and then he straddled my other leg. His free hand pushing his cock down, he slowly eased into me.
    "Ooh…Master Vance…" I curled my arms up and over my head, lustfully panting as Vance seemed to thicken inside me with the new position. "Please tell me. Have you taken your pleasure?"
    Amusement rumbled deep inside his chest and he made a slow, dragging retreat from my cunt, stopping with the fat head lodged just inside my gate. He rocked his hips, his cock gently and repeatedly hitting that spongy knot of tissue inside me that sent spikes of pleasure racing through my lower body.
    "You mean did I fill your sweet pussy with my cum?" Still holding my leg in position with one hand, he rubbed the other hand from my hip up to my shoulder, kneading my flesh before seizing and squeezing one ripe breast.
    I nodded. "Yes, Master Vance. That is what I meant."
    He speared sharply, retreated gently.