Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 51662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
“Look like an angel to me,” he muttered, still feeling dazed. He was in some kind of a bedroom. The box he was in was wedged between a desk and a large bed with a homey patchwork quilt that looked made by hand. “Leita—nice name. I like it,” he muttered.
“I’m glad you like it.” She sighed. “Well, I guess you’re programmed to say that though, no matter what my name is.”
“Programmed?” Pierce shook his head, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Everything seemed so fuzzy. “I wouldn’t say I liked it if I didn’t like it,” he told her firmly. “Don’t believe in false compliments.”
“Good, then you can call me by my name instead of ‘Mistress’.” She looked relieved. “I mean, I know that’s part of your programming too, but I did think it would be kind of weird to have you calling me ‘Mistress’ while we were, well, you know…” She trailed off, blushing prettily.
“While we what?” Pierce asked, mystified. She wasn’t making one Goddessdamn bit of sense but she sure was pretty when she blushed.
“While you service her sexually, mister macho sex machine,” the rat-cat thing spoke up for the first time in a clear, piping voice. “That’s what you’re here for, isn’t it? To screw little Miss Leita’s brains out? Or what brains she has left, anyway, after ordering you.”
“Schneider!” Leita yelped angrily.
“What?” Pierce was totally lost now. The rat-cat thing seemed to be saying that he had been brought here, wherever “here” was, specifically to have sex with the pink and blonde angel named Leita. Not that he objected, he thought, giving her another quick once over—she was blonde and curvy and gorgeous—hell, he’d be willing to devote plenty of time to satisfying her sexually. But this all had to be a dream, one of the better ones he’d had since he was a horny adolescent, but a dream nonetheless.
His continued confusion seemed to offend the rat-cat thing. “I said you’re just one big walking, talking dildo and not a very bright one, either,” it snapped at him. And with a greatly offended air, it walked out of the room, its bushy tail held high in the air.
“What the hell?” Pierce asked the angel named Leita, staring after the offended thing. It might be some kind of ET he’d never seen before, or it might just be a figment of his dream but whatever it was, it was sadly lacking in manners and that pissed him off.
Leita was still blushing. “Don’t mind Schneider, I think he’s a little jealous that I sent for you.” She put a hand on his arm, as though testing his muscle tone. Obligingly, Pierce tensed his arm, making the biceps bulge. “Mmm.” Leita knelt beside him and her little pink tongue darted out to wet her full red lips. He sat up straighter. This dream was getting better all the time.
“Go on,” he murmured, wanting to hear more of that soft, feminine voice. “Why…why did you send for me?”
She looked at him from under thick lashes, her big brown eyes melting in their sincerity. “I guess I don’t really have to explain, but it’s nice that you’re programmed to ask, so…I guess I’m just—well, I’m lonely way out here at the end of the system all by myself. I have Schneider and he’s great company but it’s not the same as having a man around…” She took one of his hands and pressed his palm against the soft, smooth skin of her chest, right above her breasts. “I have needs,” she told Pierce, softly. She sounded nervous but determined. “I need someone to hold me, someone to touch me.” She took a deep breath and looked him in the eye. “I need someone to fuck me—that’s why I sent for you.”
Son of a bitch! Pierce felt like the top of his head was going to explode. His cock went from half-mast to rock-solid in one second flat. Damn if she wasn’t the sexiest little thing he’d ever seen and here she was asking him to fuck her! Dream or no dream, he wasn’t going to pass on this opportunity.
“What are we waiting for?” he growled, sliding his hand down to cup one of her full breasts. He gently tweaked her nipple and Leita threw back her head and moaned. It was clear she needed it bad and Pierce wanted to be the one to give it to her.
“Not here,” she whispered in his ear, giving him a pleasant chill that traveled down his spine. “Let’s go to bed.”
“All right, good idea.” He pictured himself lifting her easily and throwing her down on the bed for a good, hard fuck. He wanted to rip that sweet little pale pink dress right off her and suck those ripe pink nipples until she screamed. Then he was going to lick a hot, wet trail down her soft little stomach until he got to her panties— he’d take those off with his teeth. And after that he wanted to go down on her until she begged him to take her. Wanted to spread open those sweet little pussy lips he could see behind the transparent panties and suck her little clit until she gasped and cried and pulled his hair—he wanted to make her completely wild before he shoved his cock inside her to fuck her and fill her full of his cum.