Authors: Brynn Paulin

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BOOK: Orgasmatron

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“Yes,” he admitted, cupping her breast and again probing her nipple with his thumb as she fought to get away from the bot. “Sometimes, it was me. This afternoon, when he wouldn’t stop after you restarted him, that wasn’t. Not until I made him walk away and shut down. But I felt everything. I heard everything. I saw everything. I gave you
everything.
”

“You had no right!”

“Actually…the release form you signed gave permission for maintenance link ups. He’s our first bot. I had to know he was working properly.”

“Well, he’s not. Take him and get the fuck out of my apartment,” she cried. Her struggles against her sex toy increased, and she kicked out at Friday McCall.

“Prysm, stop now, or I’ll give you another spanking,” he growled.

Stunned, she stared at him wide-eyed and at a loss.

“Did you or did you not enjoy what I did?”

Damn it! She didn’t want to tell him that. She’d loved every second. And she wanted more, but she was so embarrassed. Here he was, a total stranger, and she’d basically fucked him over and over last night and today. She’d let him in on her deepest sexual secrets.

“
I
enjoyed what we did,” he told her. “I want to try them in the flesh.” Her resolve crumpled like an old, love note that had been read a thousand times.

Friday sensed it. “Bot, release her.”

It let go so fast, she fell forward right into Friday’s arms. He lifted her and carried her back to the bed. “I want to do all those things with you, Prysm. I want you to truly be mine. Give me a chance.”

She nodded. Why not? If things didn’t feel right between them, it wasn’t as if she was committed to him forever. She could say goodbye to him in the morning and send him on his way, Orgasmatron in tow.

Somehow, she didn’t think that would happen.

As Friday placed her on the bed and covered her with his body, she discovered he had a finesse the bot lacked. He stroked and aroused and took his time kissing her and sucking at her pulse points. He used his mouth for so much more than speaking. She groaned as he circled her nipple with his lips and drew hard, pulling at the tension building in her womb. His tongue stroked the rigid peak until she was sure she’d come just from the attention to her breasts.

She writhed, enjoying the sensation of his body hair against her skin. This was a man, a
real
man.

“Friday, fuck me,” she begged as he kissed a path to her pussy. Oral wouldn’t do it for her right now. She needed his cock, hard and thrusting, inside her.

He rose above her, bracing himself on his arms. “Not yet—”

“Not yet? Always with the not yet,” she protested. “I just need—” He kissed her hard to shut her up as he shoved down his pants. His cock stroked along her crease, taunting her. So close… So far…

“Not yet,” he repeated. “First… Admit you’re mine, Prysm.”

“Friday,” she murmured, frightened and drawn to his intensity. She couldn’t deny him, and that scared her most, because something inside her clicked with him. She couldn’t imagine not having him beside her every day. She didn’t want to
not
belong to him.

“Tell me…”

“Yes,” she whispered, emotion bursting inside her as she felt the strings she’d always wanted beginning to fasten them together.

Friday smiled and pushed home, filling her and claiming her as no sex toy ever could.

Epilogue

Six months later…

Prysm wandered through Friday’s large lakeside house, listening to the sound of waves and setting things to order as she waited for him to get home—to their home. It wasn’t just his anymore. She’d moved in last week as they put final preparations on their wedding ceremony that would take place next month.

When she heard his car in the drive, she hurried to the bedroom. They spent a lot of time outside it now—going to events, playing together, just talking—but today he’d told her he was bringing home a surprise, and it was sex related. To that end, he’d asked her to wait for him in their master suite.

Her heart leapt as she heard him on the stairs, and it took all her will not to go look as she heard a thump with every step he took. Obviously, he was dragging something. It seemed hours before he finally pushed a handcart into the bedroom, and on it was a box that looked suspiciously like the one her Orgasmatron had been delivered in way back when.

“What’s that?” she asked darkly, somewhat displeased to see it anywhere near her. “Why would I want an Orgasmatron when I have you? Are you bored with our sex?”

“Hardly,” he chuckled as he slit the tape that had held shut the box. “Bot on,” he ordered, and the toy opened his blue eyes and stepped from the cardboard confinement.

“How may I serve you?” it asked.

“I don’t need a bot anymore,” she argued. She’d refused to have the old one near her after the berserk incident. It didn’t matter what Friday said.

“I reprogrammed him. I really think you’ll like the new settings.” She crossed her arms. “I doubt it.”

Friday laughed and pulled her into his embrace, kissing her until she felt weak and melty.

“Trust me,” he whispered. “I’ll never let anything happen to you, and I’ll lock him in a closet when I’m not here.”

She made a noncommittal sound.

“I love you, Prysm,” Friday said.

She grinned, loving those words. “I love you, too. You know that. But—” He pressed his fingers over her lips. “Shh… I worked really hard on this gift for you.” Prysm sighed. She wouldn’t deny her man his fun, and her body was starting to thrum with need. Her breasts seemed to swell and her dress felt too tight. Friday could do this to her, just by being near. Though she enjoyed her time with him outside the bedroom, she really wanted him in her. Now.

“Okay, what is it?” If he was so insistent, it must be something amazing.

His smiled widened, and he stepped away to stand beside the toy. “Bot, option three.”
Option three?
she wondered as both the man and the machine pierced her with their intent stares.

“Prysm,” they said together. “Take off your clothes.” She gasped, suddenly realizing exactly what her fiancé intended.

Ménage. Friday, the bot and her.

Heaven help her. It was going to be one hell of a night.

About the Author

When it comes to books and movies, Brynn has one rule: there must be a happy ending. After that one requirement, anything goes. And it just might in her books.

She lives in Michigan with her husband and two children, who love her despite her occasional threats to smite them. They humor her and let her think she's a goddess...as long as she provides homemade chocolate chip cookies on a regular basis. Brynn has conducted workshops at several writers’ conferences around the country and enjoys mentoring and meeting new people.

According to Brynn, her writing success can be attributed to an eclectic collection of music, her local road construction crews, a trusty notebook, and of course, her husband, Mr. Inspiration, who puts up with a lot in the name of research.

Brynn loves to talk to her readers and can be found at
www.brynnpaulin.com.

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