Specimen

“Almost…” She grunts the word. “Almost…there…”

She tightens around my shaft, pulling me inside of her.

“Oh…oh, yeah! Oh God, Riley!”

“Yes! Yes! Oh fuck, Sten! Harder!” Riley screams again and again as I rock into her as fast as I can. Her fingers dig into the sheets to the point where they just might rip under her grasp. I close my eyes and join her cries as I fill her with hot cum.

We both fall in a heap on the bed. My dick slips out of her immediately, but I can’t even push myself off of her. My arms and legs feel like they’re supporting ten-ton weights.

“What the fuck was that?” I can barely breathe.

“More data collection,” Riley says. She wiggles out from under me, leaving me flat on my stomach. She reaches over and runs her hand over my shoulders and down my back. She stops at my ass, squeezing it a little. “Now, let’s see how many more times you can go.”

This continues for hours.

I fuck her on the bed, over the top of the short dresser, and in the shower. She’s complete

ly different—wild in her abandon and driving me wild with her dirty mouth. By the time we finish, we’re both exhausted. We lie on our backs on the bed, our fingers entwined.

Once she’s caught her breath, Riley rolls over and wraps her arm around my chest. I work my arm around her back and hug her to me.

“All better now?” I ask.

“Worn out,” Riley replies. “I’m still worried.”

“I’ll be all right,” I tell her for the hundredth time. I reach over and touch her cheek.

She closes her eyes and leans against my palm.

“This will be so different from training,” she says. “We try to anticipate every possible circumstance you may run into, but dealing with actual human beings as adversaries…it’s just not the same thing. I wanted you better prepared. I was working on some other scenarios that we haven’t had a chance to program into the virtual center. I wanted time to run you through that before you were really out on your own.”

“I won’t be on my own. Isaac and Pike will be there, and you’re always right in my ear. I won’t be alone.”

“Isaac and Pike rely on you.” Riley sighs. “If something happens to you, I don’t even know what I’ll do.”

If I don’t come back from this mission, Riley will have to begin again with a brand new specimen. She’ll probably have to fight to be able to use her alternate treatments, and Dr. McCall will be all up her ass about it.

“I promise I’ll be careful,” I tell her. “I don’t want you to have to start all over again.”

“Is that what you think this is about?” Riley scowls at me.

“Isn’t it?” I narrow my eyes, confused. “Finding the right lab rat can’t be easy.”

Riley sits straight up in the bed and turns around to face me.

“You are not a lab rat!” she yells. “Not at all!”

“I am.” I shrug and prop myself up on my elbows. “It’s all right though—as long as I’m your lab rat.”

“Don’t call yourself that,” Riley says with a scowl. “I don’t want to hear anyone, least of all you, talking like that.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I receive another glare, but it quickly fades.

Riley lies back down next to me, and I roll to one side to hold her.

“I don’t want to lose you, Sten.”

I stare at her. My throat feels tight as I try to understand what she’s saying.