“That’s it…that’s a good girl, Leita,” Pierce murmured, tracing the outline of her enflamed clit through the drenched fabric. “I was right about this, I can feel how ready your pussy is to have my cock inside it. But as good as this feels, I think I wanna touch you without these in the way.”
Leita muffled a gasp as his large hand fisted around the fragile material and ripped it away, exposing her pussy completely for him. Two thick fingers entered her almost immediately and began to pump into her hot, wet depths. She arched her back and cried out at the intense sensation. “Oh Goddess…Pierce…Pierce!”
“That’s right, say my name,” he murmured softly in her ear, continuing to pump into her with his thick fingers. “Say my name while I finger-fuck your hot little cunt, baby girl. Are you ready for more? Ready to have my cock buried inside you?”
“Yes,” Leita moaned, past caring how desperate she sounded, past caring about anything but how much she needed him inside her, filling her, fucking her. “Yes, Pierce, please!”
“So polite,” he said, a hint of laughter in his deep voice. “Sayin’ ‘please’ like that—I guess you must have been brought up right.” The entire time his voice was washing over her, his fingers never stopped their motion inside her body. And then his thumb joined in the act, rubbing rough circles across her sensitive clit until Leita thought she might scream.
She writhed in his arms, feeling the pleasure building inside her, feeling the buzz of adrenaline pulse through her entire body, pushing her higher and higher, getting her ready to come. But just as she was teetering on the edge, ready to take the plunge with just one more stroke of his thick fingers inside her, they were suddenly withdrawn.
Leita moaned in disappointment, missing the delicious friction at once. “What…? Why…?” was all she could manage, but Pierce seemed to understand her at once.
“Don’t want you to come that way, baby,” he murmured, sitting up and pulling her into a sitting position as well. “Want you to come all over my cock while I fuck you.”
“Pierce, I…” She shook her head. “How…how do you want to do it?”
He grinned at her, a flash of white teeth in his tanned face. “Up to you, honey. If I was choosing, I’d lay you down right here on the bed and plow into you deep and hard.”
“Then why don’t you?” She was panting lightly, her body still so finely tuned she thought she might go off at the least touch.
He stroked her cheek. “Didn’t you tell me it’s been a while since you’ve been with a man? A while since you made love?”
Wordlessly, Leita nodded. It had been well over a year—almost two years, in fact— since Eddie had left with her credit and broken her heart but she didn’t want to think about that now. “What does that have to do with anything?” she demanded.
“Has to do with the fact that I don’t want to hurt you by taking you too rough or too sudden.” He brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face and leaned down to kiss her. His whiskers tickled her cheek. “In fact, I think the best thing would be for me to lay down here on the bed and get you on top of me. That way you’ll have a little control and I won’t have to worry about hurting you.”
“Okay.” Leita smiled at him, liking the courtesy and consideration he was showing. Of course, it was doubtlessly all part of his programming, but she appreciated it just the same. “There’s just one problem.” She tugged at the waistband of his tight leather pants. “You have too many clothes on.”
“Mmm, sure do.” He smiled at her and reached back to pull the black tank top over his head. Leita let her eyes explore the muscular, hairy chest in front of her with delight. Pierce was exactly what she had wanted—a big, warm, scratchy bear of a man who was strong yet gentle, dominate yet considerate. But he’s not really a man, whispered a little voice at the back of her head. Leita pushed it away. She didn’t care about that right now—all she cared about was the fact that she was going to have sex for the first time in almost two years.
“Pants too,” she demanded, tugging at the tight black leather around his waist.
“As good as gone,” he assured her, stripping them off along with his combat boots. Then he was naked and Leita could barely restrain her delight. A sculpted torso led down to lean, muscular hips and strong muscled thighs. And his cock…well, the For Her Pleasure website had stated the size of a Companion’s penis would be proportionate to his size, but it looked to Leita like the Companion 3000 series had yet another “bonus feature” she was going to love.