“Us,” she says, correcting me. “We are in this together.”
“Us.” I smile and push a stray strand of hair from her forehead. “Hopefully, we’ll find some help. If we can get to the new tech facility, I think we’ll find the people who captured me.”
“What if they decide to torture you again?”
“I think they know now how ineffective that is. I can’t imagine they would waste their time again.”
If they threaten me with harm to her, I don’t know what I will do.
I don’t mention this to Riley.
“They tried to hack into my implants, but it didn’t work.”
“They’d have to disable the implants or break your conditioning. If anyone could figure out how to do that, it’s Errol Spat.”
“I don’t think he had enough time. I was pretty out of it by then, but I remember him saying he didn’t have the medical knowledge.”
“Do you think if he had the time and my medical expertise, he might figure it out?”
“I’m not sure. Possibly.”
“I hope he can,” she says. “I really don’t believe we’ll ever be able to remove them entirely, but I’ve been trying to think of ways to adjust the implants so you at least don’t need the drugs. I’ve got enough to keep you going for a few weeks, but after that, we’ll have to come up with another supply or figure out a substitute.”
“Is there a substitute?”
“Not as far as I know,” she says. “Not for the FOG anyway. The components of TST are a little easier to come by. If we can get access to any decent medical facility, I should be able to make up a suitable substitute.”
“Could I live off that?”
“Not long term.” Riley sighs and strokes my arm.
I feel the sensations running through me, instantly relaxing me. I don’t fight it. I want and need her touch and the feelings it evokes in me. I stare into her beautiful eyes before dropping my gaze to her lips and lower. The curve of her breast is visible through her open lab coat, and the sight excites me.
With my thumb pressed against her chin, I tilt her head up, brushing her throat and jaw with my lips before finally finding her mouth. My dick hardens uncomfortably in my pants, and the extra boost of testosterone drives me on.
I push off my pants as Riley discards her clothes on the floor beside us. We come together, and I push slowly into her.
Like the first time, I stare into her eyes as we join, but it’s different now. I can see the emotion in her eyes as we come together. I can hear it in her breath and smell it on her skin. I feel it with every touch, every stroke.
No words are spoken; we don’t need any. We just look into each other’s eyes as we move in rhythm. The wild abandon we had shared before will come again another time. For now, I just want to make love to her.
I move slowly, purposefully. I grind into her, stroking her body with one hand as I keep my balance with the other. Riley holds on to my upper arms, tightening her fingers around my biceps as she pushes up against me.
She’s so close, I can smell it on her. I rotate my hips faster and feel her legs tighten around my hips, drawing me into her. She tilts her head back and cries out as she shudders, gripping my cock.
With a groan, I let go. Riley keeps her grip around me as I lower myself on top of her, reveling in the feeling of my skin on hers. Pressing my nose to her throat, I inhale deeply. Her scent flows through me, making my entire body tingle.
Riley strokes the hair on the back of my head.
“You still need a haircut,” she says, chuckling.
I slowly pull back and lie beside her. She rolls to one side and we coil our arms around each other. I stroke the side of her face, and she caresses my back and shoulder.
“I love you,” she says.
My heart beats faster. I kiss her softly, return the sentiment, and hold her until she sleeps.
Chapter 21