came in here for makeup sex. You can’t leave
looking like a thundercloud. And you’re supposed to be my
companion. If we don’t make an effort to look like we’re both happy
with the situation, Trude is liable to report you as
defective.”
His skin darkened again. He seemed to
wrestle with himself for a moment and then began to pull off his
clothing.
Startled, Carly blinked at him in
surprise.
He gave her a look. “You should strip.
I don’t think Trude is going to believe we fucked in the shower
with all of our clothes on.” His full, sensual lips curled in a
devilish smile. “You might want to do some that gasping and moaning
you usually do when we have sex.”
Carly felt her face redden. She
narrowed her eyes at him, but she obliged with some loud panting
and moaning. “How was that?” she asked dryly after a few
moments.
He shook his head slowly, crowding her
against the lavatory. “Not realistic enough. I think we’re going to
have to work on that.”
It was amazing the way he could make
her heart rate speed from zero to sixty in two seconds
flat!
She tried reminding herself that he was
a cyborg and programmed to respond to that kind of prompt, but her
brain went out of gear the minute he started stripping her clothing
off.
Chapter Six
It wasn’t wild and frenzied like it had
been the first time and impatience had begun to dominate her before
he had her fully undressed. It was replaced by anticipation as soon
as he began to stroke her skin lightly and explore her with his
lips.
He’d just managed to fully seat his
cock inside of her when Trude intruded. “You have exceeded the
maximum time limit. Are you injured?”
The voice was like a frigid drenching
of water. A shockwave went through Carly. “What?”
Devlin withdrew. “Your HESS may have a
malfunction,” he said coolly. “It overrode emergency programming by
90 seconds.”
Carly blinked at him in dismay, unable
to process what he’d said at first.
He adjusted his clothing. “You did say
that the home security system had limited access to this area of
your apartment and was only allowed to override if you were out of
range for more than thirty minutes?”
Carly gaped at him in
disbelief.
“I am allowed to assess situations and
determine if there is reasonable doubt regarding the safety of my
charge.”
“What reasonable doubt are you
referring to?” Devlin asked coolly.
“I am not required to respond to
cybernetic units.”
That comment sent a jolt through Carly
to rival the first. It sounded downright condescending and
deliberately insulting. “Why did you intrude?” she demanded when
she recovered sufficiently to gather her wits.
“You argued with the unit. There was
the possibility of violence since there had been earlier
indications of malfunction of the unit.”
They hadn’t argued!
A chill went through Carly as she
considered the implications.
If Trude could override at will, how
often had the system monitored her in a room that was supposed to
be completely off limits? And was there any place at all that
anyone could be assured of complete privacy?
* * * *
Carly was staring glumly at her monitor
without really registering what she was looking at when Brenda
caught her attention by nudging her in the ribcage with her elbow
hard enough it punched the air from her lungs. “What?” she asked
crossly.
Brenda lifted her brows in surprise and
then returned Carly’s angry look with one of her own. “We need to
talk,” she responded in Arapaho.
Carly didn’t especially want to talk to
her friend, but she merely nodded. “See you at lunch.”
Brenda rolled her eyes. “It is
lunch.”
Startled, Carly glanced at the time on
her monitor. “Oh.”
She dimly noted signs of agitation in
Brenda as they got lunch at the cafeteria and headed to their
secret place, but she barely registered it and had no trouble
‘acting casual’.
She’d known when she ordered the cyborg
that she was going to be playing at
looking like a thundercloud. And you’re supposed to be my
companion. If we don’t make an effort to look like we’re both happy
with the situation, Trude is liable to report you as
defective.”
His skin darkened again. He seemed to
wrestle with himself for a moment and then began to pull off his
clothing.
Startled, Carly blinked at him in
surprise.
He gave her a look. “You should strip.
I don’t think Trude is going to believe we fucked in the shower
with all of our clothes on.” His full, sensual lips curled in a
devilish smile. “You might want to do some that gasping and moaning
you usually do when we have sex.”
Carly felt her face redden. She
narrowed her eyes at him, but she obliged with some loud panting
and moaning. “How was that?” she asked dryly after a few
moments.
He shook his head slowly, crowding her
against the lavatory. “Not realistic enough. I think we’re going to
have to work on that.”
It was amazing the way he could make
her heart rate speed from zero to sixty in two seconds
flat!
She tried reminding herself that he was
a cyborg and programmed to respond to that kind of prompt, but her
brain went out of gear the minute he started stripping her clothing
off.
Chapter Six
It wasn’t wild and frenzied like it had
been the first time and impatience had begun to dominate her before
he had her fully undressed. It was replaced by anticipation as soon
as he began to stroke her skin lightly and explore her with his
lips.
He’d just managed to fully seat his
cock inside of her when Trude intruded. “You have exceeded the
maximum time limit. Are you injured?”
The voice was like a frigid drenching
of water. A shockwave went through Carly. “What?”
Devlin withdrew. “Your HESS may have a
malfunction,” he said coolly. “It overrode emergency programming by
90 seconds.”
Carly blinked at him in dismay, unable
to process what he’d said at first.
He adjusted his clothing. “You did say
that the home security system had limited access to this area of
your apartment and was only allowed to override if you were out of
range for more than thirty minutes?”
Carly gaped at him in
disbelief.
“I am allowed to assess situations and
determine if there is reasonable doubt regarding the safety of my
charge.”
“What reasonable doubt are you
referring to?” Devlin asked coolly.
“I am not required to respond to
cybernetic units.”
That comment sent a jolt through Carly
to rival the first. It sounded downright condescending and
deliberately insulting. “Why did you intrude?” she demanded when
she recovered sufficiently to gather her wits.
“You argued with the unit. There was
the possibility of violence since there had been earlier
indications of malfunction of the unit.”
They hadn’t argued!
A chill went through Carly as she
considered the implications.
If Trude could override at will, how
often had the system monitored her in a room that was supposed to
be completely off limits? And was there any place at all that
anyone could be assured of complete privacy?
* * * *
Carly was staring glumly at her monitor
without really registering what she was looking at when Brenda
caught her attention by nudging her in the ribcage with her elbow
hard enough it punched the air from her lungs. “What?” she asked
crossly.
Brenda lifted her brows in surprise and
then returned Carly’s angry look with one of her own. “We need to
talk,” she responded in Arapaho.
Carly didn’t especially want to talk to
her friend, but she merely nodded. “See you at lunch.”
Brenda rolled her eyes. “It is
lunch.”
Startled, Carly glanced at the time on
her monitor. “Oh.”
She dimly noted signs of agitation in
Brenda as they got lunch at the cafeteria and headed to their
secret place, but she barely registered it and had no trouble
‘acting casual’.
She’d known when she ordered the cyborg
that she was going to be playing at
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