sweet taste filled her mouth. She swallowed it down and slowed her mouth as she milked him.

His body shook, the bed with him, since he was so big. She finally eased off to lift her head. A sense of power hit her as she studied the sated, sexy cyborg. His eyes were closed as he panted. His hands still clawed the covers but he’d relaxed his death grip on them. A slow smile curved his generous mouth.

“Thank you,” he rasped, and his eyes opened to stare at her. “You need to teach me how to please a woman orally, now that I know how wonderful it is to be the receiver of such enjoyment.”

Temptation was there to strip out of her clothes and give him step-by-step instructions on how to make her scream his name. She presumed he’d be eager to learn, was smart enough to get it right, but he’d know she wasn’t artificial if she allowed it. He might be a virgin, but he was too clever not to pick up any clues if the experience would be as mind-blowing as she suspected.

He sat up slowly as she released his cock, which was still mostly hard. He gave her a smile. It made him go from handsome to devastating. She took a seat next to him.

“Remove your clothes, stretch out on your back, and spread your thighs apart.”

He gave her direct orders, his voice full of authority, and a sex bot would do it instantly. She hesitated and his smile faded.

“Are you having a problem with your audio sensors?”

She cleared her throat and took a breath, backing up more. “I need you to remain calm.”

His gaze jerked to the door and concern tensed his features. “Was an alarm triggered? Has someone entered this section?” He rose to his feet in one fluid motion and grabbed something from his discarded pants on the floor. He came up holding a weapon gripped in his hand.

Shit! He thought they were being attacked. She remained seated. “Deviant? You can put down the weapon. Please? Don’t shoot me.”

He paused at the door, cocked his head, and seemed to be listening. He finally spared her a glance. “How many intruders? Are they other customers? Hook into the mainframe and get me the information.”

“Deviant? No one is out there.”

He lowered the weapon and turned fully to face her, the sight of the still turned-on, naked cyborg something striking to see. He was ready to do battle. Most guys would at least grab their pants but he’d only gone for his weapon. The thing was some kind of an odd-looking gun she’d never seen before, small enough to fit completely inside his fist.

“There’s no danger out there. Could you please put down the weapon?”

“I won’t shoot you.” He actually moved his hand behind his ass cheek to hide it from her view. “There. Are you registering me as a nonthreat now?”

She stared into his eyes and wondered if he’d change his mind about shooting her when she told him the truth. Half of her was tempted to lie, tell him she was experiencing technical difficulties, and then send in a real bot. Of course, that would leave her stranded on the station and screwed in a really bad way—by many customers.

“I’m in serious trouble, Deviant. I need your help.”

He stalked forward with grace, bent enough to drop the weapon on his discarded clothing, and straightened. His hand gripped his cock and a grin curved his mouth.

“I’ve got exactly what you need.” He winked. “I’ve heard of this dialog foreplay, and I’m going to help you, beautiful.”

She was too stunned that he’d gone from one extreme to another to even react when he released his cock and dropped to his knees before her. His hands gripped her thighs, shoved them apart, and his chest hit hers. She was pinned under him on the bed in the next breath, staring into the face inches from her own. He gripped her wrists to jerk them above her head.

“I’ll pay for the clothing. I’m going to tear them off.”

Her heart pounded and she lifted her legs, wrapped them around his waist, the only thing she could grip. Her skirt had risen up; her bare legs touched his hot skin, and she shivered a little because it was kind of sexy, even if she was too afraid to fully appreciate it. Her arms strained to get loose but she couldn’t break his one-handed hold, even with her improved left arm. He