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Her thighs and ass tense. She claws at the sheets as she pulls a sharp breath into her lungs. Her eyes fly open as she lets out a long cry.

“Oh, God! Galen!” She shudders as she reaches down and grabs my hand between her legs. She grips my hand tightly and pushes it against her hard as her hips buck. I increase the pressure and bite softly on her shoulder as she falls apart.

“Holy shit,” she mutters as her head lolls to one side. She looks at me sideways and then breaks into a smile. “That was quite a wakeup call.”

“All part of the service, ma’am.” I lean over and press my lips to her cheek.

Riley rolls to her back and stretches her arms over her head, yawning loudly. I leer down at her body, taking in the curves of her breasts and hips. Her scent is strong, my dick is hard, and I want nothing more than to impale her on it.

I get on my knees and straddle her. Riley raises her eyebrows and glances at my cock as I shift up over her chest.

“My turn,” I tell her as I grip my shaft and point it toward her face. With my free hand, I wrap my fingers around her wrists and hold her hands against the pillow above her head. “Open that beautiful mouth and take my cock.”

I watch the head of my dick penetrate her lips. She uses her tongue all around it, licking and sucking, before I push it the rest of the way into her mouth. I use slow, steady strokes in and out, enjoying the sight of my cock in her mouth.

Riley stares up at me with hooded eyes, humming around my shaft as I hit the back of her throat. I quicken the pace, pushing farther back until she gags slightly. I pull back, give her a moment to catch her breath, and then start all over again.

The moisture, the pressure of the suction as she hollows her cheeks, and the feeling of her soft tongue along my shaft is incredible. I’m so close to coming, but I don’t want it to end here.

I need her pussy.

Abruptly, I pull out of her mouth and drop to the bed beside her. I grab her waist and roll, pulling her on top of me. Riley straddles my hips and places her hands in the center of my chest. She leans forward, kissing my sternum, and then rises up on her knees. I take my cock in my hand and point it toward her, and Riley slides down over the top of me.

“Oh, fuck!” I grip her hips with my fingers and tilt my hips to bury myself deeper. “That feels so good!”

Riley sets the rhythm, moving slowly over me at first. I’m so worked up from her mouth, I can already feel the tension building in my stomach. I lean my head back and close my eyes, limiting at least that one sense in the hope that I can hold out a little longer.

Riley moves faster, setting her own pace. As she drops down over me, she pushes up, rubbing herself over my pubic bone and moaning with every touch. I rotate my hips to match her timing, reaching up to caress her breast as she moves. I feel her clench around me as her eyes close and her head goes slack.

“Galen…Galen…Oh, God! I’m so close!”

She moves faster, practically jumping up and down on top of me with short, quick jerks. She shudders, and I grab hold of her hips and thrust upward over and over again.

I come hard, screaming her name and holding her tightly against me as my cock spasms inside of her. I open my eyes and look up at her glorious face, smiling down at me.

“You look very satisfied with yourself,” I tell her.

“You look very satisfied, period.”

“I am.” I reach for her, and she lies down on my chest so I can wrap my arms around her and press my lips against the top of her head.

We lie like that for several minutes, silent and content. I remember again my thoughts of earlier, and decide the last two hours had accounted for the very best hours of my life.

“I love you,” I whisper. “I love everything about you.”

*****

“This might be a little uncomfortable,” Anna says as she places her hand against the side of my head.

She has a chip similar to the one they put in me before, if not the exact same one, designed to keep my implant from transmitting data back to Mills. She presses it against my skin. It stings as it enters, but I hold myself still.

Riley watches closely. I’m still trying to figure out the relationship between Riley and Anna. She said they were once friends but had a falling out. The tension between them is obvious, and it sets me on edge as well.

“It’s working,” Errol says. “The data signal is blocked now. This should keep anyone from sensing him or tracking his movements.”

“Where are we going to go?” Riley asks.

“Carson City,” Errol says. “My primary lab is still there. It’s not scheduled to move until next week.”

“And then what?”

“Well, then we can figure out what all our options are.” Errol leans back, checks his tablet, and looks at me. “All good?”