Evolved(27)

I ran my hand over my face. That sounded like the spiel Sasha told me when I was going through the design phase. “It was a lot of information to take in. He asked if I intended to have sexual relations with you. I said yes. Eventually. He told me you would therefore have sensors that, when stimulated, would elicit reactions like hormonal responses in humans.” I think he called them happy-buttons. Oh, God. “I didn’t realise it was compulsory.”

“Sensors are only located in such places when requested,” Shaun said, his tone clinical like he was reciting a manual. “Did you request all sexual functions?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Then I have sensors in all sexual places. Along my penis and scrotum and in my throat, all of which you have activated quite well.”

God, I remembered the look of bliss on his face when I used his mouth…

“You are yet to activate the other, last remaining sensors.” He walked toward the other cabinet. “I can get the control panel and you can read—”

I took his hand and stopped him. My chest was heaving and my balls were aching. He looked at my face, then down to my crotch, then back to my face. He smiled. “Lloyd?”

“I think we should read the control panel in bed.”

His eyes focused on mine and darkened. “As you wish.”

I took his face in my hands and kissed him, slow and deep. “As you wish, apparently.”

I knew he would have sexual desires. Sasha had been very clear when he’d said that. All the research said that. I just never dreamed it would be so visceral. So blatant and real. So demanding and unrestrained.

So hot.

He smiled victoriously and took my hand, leading me to my room. He went straight to the bedside, took out the lube, and put it on the bed, then stood there, waiting, daring. “You still haven’t helped me out of my coat,” he said.

Smiling, I shook my head. Mostly in disbelief. But I went to him and slowly took his coat off, and then he stood there and let me undress him. I savoured each touch, each moment, each reveal of skin. I kissed his shoulder, his spine, his throat.

I stood right in front of him while I undid his pants, never taking my eyes off his. I pushed his trousers down his thighs and palmed his dick through his briefs. His eyes almost closed.

“Look at me,” I ordered in a breath.

His gaze met mine, full of lust and desire. “How do you want me?” he asked.

“On your back, on the bed. I want you to watch me when I have you that way.”

It was his first time, after all. I wanted it to be something special.

Completely naked, he lay down on the bed, his head on the pillows. God, he was glorious. His pale body, long and lean, strong and muscular, his cock jutting up proudly. He never touched himself though. I considered telling him to, to run his hands all over himself, to make himself feel good, but part of me liked being the only one who had. When I was naked, I knelt on the bed between his legs and applied lube, smearing my cock and giving myself a few long strokes.

Shaun gasped. “That feels good.”

Oh, of course. He was aroused when I was. But I wanted him to feel it on his own body, so I poured a little lube over his cock and stroked him instead. “That feel better?”

“Yes.” He brought his feet up near his arse, knees bent, showing me his hole. With my slippery finger, I rubbed his entrance, making him moan. “I do not need preparation or stretching. You may enter me anytime.”

Oh boy.

“I know that,” I whispered. “But does it feel good?”

“Yes.”

“I only touch you to make you feel good.” I leaned over him, pushing his hips up onto my thighs a little and pressed my cock against his hole. “Is this comfortable for you?”

He nodded.

So I pushed into him. Into his slick, tight warmth. Oh my God, he was ribbed inside…

I gasped and his mouth opened, his cock pulsed between us. “You feel so good,” I breathed. “I’m not going to last long.”

He slid his hands around my lower back and over my arse, arching his back a little and rocking his hips, making me groan and him lift his hips higher. He never took his eyes from mine. I was buried inside him, every inch of me, and he tightened his arms around me, holding me to him. “Lloyd,” he murmured. “Yes, please.”

Oh my God.

I pulled out a little, then thrust back in, and he groaned, his eyelids almost closed. “Look at me,” I said, cupping his face with my hand. “I want you to watch. I want you to see the moment I come inside you.”

His mouth made an O and he looked fraught, like the pleasure was too much. I froze. “Are you okay?” I asked.

He nodded quickly. “Please do not stop.”

I thrust again, slow and deep, over and over. I held him. He held me. It was tender and beautiful. “Does it feel good?”

He nodded again. His voice was tight and sounded a little frantic. “Every neural network, every sensor is on high.”

“For me too,” I said, kissing him, teasing his tongue with mine until he grunted.

The sound shot through me, making me thrust again and again until I couldn’t stop. Ecstasy so blinding consumed me. I held him and buried my cock deeper inside him as I came.

His eyes widened and his jaw clenched as his cock pulsed between us. He let out a muted rumble, his body taut until he collapsed beneath me. That blissed look covered his face and I knew then that I’d activated every one of his sensors.