by T. J. Quinn
“I told you I would help you get here,” Hannah scolded him when she saw him in the bathroom.
“I needed to test my legs, as you can see, I’m much better,” he said, pointing at his naked body.
She gulped at the sight of his hard cock. Apparently, modesty wasn’t one of his virtues. She looked away, feeling the fire inside getting reignited. “Yes, I can see that,” she tested the water. “Get in the tub and enjoy the bath. I’ll prepare breakfast in the meantime.”
She left the bathroom as fast as possible, blushing at the sound of his low chuckle. He knew exactly how she was feeling and that she was running away from him, running away from the passion sizzling between them.
Back in the kitchen, she had some cold water, trying to put out the fire burning inside her, but it wasn’t that easy. She forced herself to focus on the food, and despite the distractions, she was able to make a meal worthy of gods: eggs, bacon, croissants, ham, fried cheese, delicious coffee and even some orange juice.
She was finishing setting the table when he walked in, with a tiny towel wrapped around his hips.
She looked at him, realizing he didn’t have the bandages on. He no longer needed them. “Your wounds are healed,” she mumbled, surprised.
“Not completely, but almost, yes. My nanocybots seem to be working extra hard to get me back on my feet,” he explained with a smile.
“Those little fellows have all my respect. Your recovery is amazing,” she told him, smiling back.
“Yes, fortunately.”
He headed towards the kitchen area, and the room seemed to shrink due to his imposing presence. On his feet, there was no way of hiding his powerful body.
“I’ll get you some clothes. You can’t go around wearing just that,” she said, escaping towards the room that had belonged to her father.
She had to find him a shirt and some jogging pants. Her father had been a lot shorter than Jaed, but anything would be better than that towel.
She returned to the kitchen and handed him some clothes. “This should do it,” she said, with a faint smile.
He dropped the towel and slowly put on the pants, allowing her to see the bath hadn't done anything to get rid of his erection.
She flushed and looked the other way, pretending to be finishing setting the table. “Take a seat, food is ready,” she invited him.
He nodded and finished getting dressed. The clothes were too small for him, but it was better than nothing. He looked at the feast Hannah had put in front of him and his mouth watered. He would miss her food, along with everything about her.
She took a seat in front of him and soon they were enjoying the food.
“You should own a restaurant, your food is amazing,” he assured her.
She smiled but shook her head. “I love cooking, but I hate having too many people around me. As you can see from where I live, I’m a loner,” she explained.
“Isn't it dangerous to live alone up here?” he asked, with a slight frown.
“Not any more dangerous than living alone in a big city. Life isn’t safe anywhere in this world, at least, not anymore,” she pointed out. “I prefer living out here. It’s a lot more peaceful.”
“You have a point there, but in case of an emergency, you would be all alone up here.”
“I know, but it doesn’t worry me. We all have to die someday,” she said, shrugging, as she finished her cup of coffee. “The storm is still raging outside, so there isn’t much we can do. The Internet is down, but I can lend you my electronic reader. You might find something entertaining on it,” she suggested as she got up.
“What will you be doing?” he asked, getting up as well.
“I have work to do. Now that you’re up, we’ll move you to the guest’s room. You’ll be more comfortable there,” she said while clearing the kitchen. “I show it to you when I’m done here.”
“Thank you,” he said, helping her clean up the place.
Once they were done, she took him to the guest’s room and handed him the electronic reader. “Here, read some or just get some rest. I’ll call you when lunch is ready,” she told him turning around to leave the room.
Incredibly, being in the same room with him and a bed was enough to send her heartbeat into a frantic rhythm.
“I can help you with that if you show me how,” he suggested, picking her wrist and pulling her closer to him.
“There’s, there’s no need, I have everything under control,” she mumbled, trying to free herself from his gentle grip.
“It would be a pleasure for me, believe me,” he assured her, with a sensuous tone that sent shivers down her spine.
She cleared her throat trying to stay as calm as possible, but it was impossible. Even his scent was intoxicating, and her whole body craved for more.
“Sure, if that’s what you want,” she accepted, trying desperately to leave the room.
But he seemed to have other plans because he pulled her even closer and with his other hand, he lifted her chin, making her look at him. “I want a lot more,” he murmured before he leaned forward and claimed a kiss from her lips.
At first, his lips only grazed hers gently, but the sizzling passion ignited by such a simple caress, soon took over them and the kiss became deeper and breathtaking. His tongue slid into her mouth and explored every inch of it, while his hands cradled her face, tilting it back, giving him more access to her.
Hannah moaned against his lips, pleasure rushing through her whole body. His tongue felt like no other she had ever kissed, especially when she realized she was feeling the same tickling sensation she had experienced with his essence.
He kissed her again and again until all coherent thought escaped their minds and all that mattered was the pleasure they were experiencing.
After a while, his lips finally left hers, to trace a trail of fire across her cheeks and down her neck. Meanwhile, his eager hands struggled to get her out of her clothes, impatiently unbuttoning her shirt and her jeans, getting her completely naked.
His clothes disappeared a lot faster, and soon they were standing in the middle of the room completely naked.
With a loud grunt, Jaed picked her in his arms and carried her to bed, crawling right after her, his hands and lips covering every inch of her silky skin, until he reached her mouth again. He kissed her a few more times until he made his way down to her breasts.
Aroused as she had never been before, her nipples were as hard as rocks, standing out, begging for attention. Jaed didn’t make her wait.
His hands cupped her breasts, kneading them gently, as his fingers played with her hard nipples. Just a few moments later his lips joined the party, ripping a loud moan of pleasure from her lips, the moment he swirled his tongue around her nipples. The tickling sensation enhanced the satisfaction she was already experiencing, and her whole body tensed up, so close to the edge she felt she would explode any moment now.
Sensing how close she was, Jaed slid one hand down her body and reached her pussy, cupping it for a few moments before he slid a couple of fingers into her wet pussy.
Letting out a loud cry of pleasure, Hannah felt her whole body fly over the edge. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, and when she was finally coming out of it, he crawled down her body and replaced his fingers with his tongue.
“Jaed, please,” she pleaded, not sure what she was begging for, as her hips rocked to meet his tongue, eager to experience more of the pleasure he had given her so far.
His tongue slid all over her pussy, poking her entrance and enjoying the unique flavor of her essence, before he headed up to capture her clit between his lips, to tease it with the tip of his tongue.
Once more, her whole body trembled underneath the intense waves of another orgasm, while she cried out his name. She was still swirling on the overload of the last orgasm, when she felt him nesting between her legs, the tip of his huge cock already resting at her entrance.
“Are you ready for me, Hannah?” he murmured, gr
ipping her hips as he slowly pushed his cock inside her.
“Yes, oh God, yes,” she cried out, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him closer, making him go deeper inside her, as her walls stretched to fit him.
The pleasure of feeling him going inside her was almost too much. She sobbed as waves of pleasure rushed through her body and she could feel her walls clenching around him each time he thrust deep inside her.
In and out of her, he quickly guided her to ecstasy again until they both exploded in a mind-blowing orgasm.
Jaed collapsed next to her, while the waves slowly subsided.
He kissed her shoulder. “You’re an amazing woman,” he murmured.
Still lost in the haze of pleasure, she smiled. Her body was still shuddering, the tickling sensation from his cum spreading through her whole body and taking her to levels of bliss unknown to her.
“You’re not half bad yourself,” she assured him, tilting her head to look at him.
He chuckled. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
She let out a sigh. “I should get back to work,” she mumbled, but work was the last thing she wanted right now.
“Pretend it’s a day off, stay here with me,” he suggested, whispering in her ear, his tongue teasing her earlobe, sending chills down her spine.
She chuckled. “You’ve drained all the energy from my body. There’s nothing left,” she told him.
“Then, get some rest, right here, next to me,” he replied, with a sensuous grin on his handsome face.
“If I stay here, the last thing I’ll do is rest, and you know it,” she pointed out with a naughty grin.
He chuckled. “Then, let’s rest in the living room. Do you have a chess board? It’s the only game we were allowed to play, while we were growing up,” he suggested, doing all he could to keep her with him.
Hannah was a fantastic woman, and he wanted to know more about her, to spend all the time he could with her. If his suspicions were right, the minute the weather allowed it, soldiers would come looking for him and his days of freedom would be over. The chances of ever getting another opportunity like this one were quite small, so he didn’t have much hope.
“That sounds great, I haven’t played chess since my father passed away,” she said, a sad shadow covering her eyes for a few moments.
“You miss him.” It wasn’t a question.
“Yes, very much. We lived together for over ten years after mom died and we become closer than most. When we discovered he was ill, my whole life crumbled around me.”
“I’m so sorry,” he muttered, depositing tiny kisses all over her neck and shoulder, trying to appease the pain he knew she still felt.
“It’s been a while now, I’ve reconciled with life and the universe,” she assured him, turning to steal a kiss from his lips. “So, yes, I would love to play chess with you.”
He kissed her back, before he jumped out of bed, knowing that if he didn’t, he would make love to her again. He wanted more from her.
“Let’s go then,” he said, stretching his hand to help her out of bed.
“I need to use the bathroom, but I’ll meet you there in a few minutes,” she said, as she jumped out of bed with his help, picking up her clothes from the floor.
He nodded and watched her leave the room, wishing things were different.
Chapter Six
Hannah rapidly cleaned herself before she put her clothes back on. It felt so good to have Jaed with her she knew she was going to miss him like hell when he returned to his life as a warrior, fighting the aliens that wanted to destroy their planet.
He was becoming an important part of her life, and though she knew she shouldn’t let him, it didn’t seem to be much she could do about it. He would leave soon, and she would be all alone again.
Washing her face, she struggled to control her frantic heartbeat, dreading the simple thought of his departure, before she went to the living room.
He was already there waiting for her, so she pulled the board from one of the cabinets and invited him to take a seat, on an armchair in front of the small table where she put the board. She pulled a huge, comfortable pear-shaped cushion, closer to the table and took a seat on it.
“Let’s see if I still remember this,” she said, smiling as she set the shining stony pieces on the board, black ones on his side and the whites on her side.
“This is a fine board,” he said, picking one of the pieces and examining it up close.
“Yes, it’s been in the family for centuries.” She picked the white queen. “I used to imagine a million stories on the people that used this chessboard,” she added, with an amused smile.
“Yes, it must have passed through several hands. I guess it gives you a sense of belonging.”
“Yes, it does.” She raised her head to look at him and noticed the slight frown on his forehead. “I have to admit I don’t know much about cyborgs, but do you guys know who your parents are?” she asked, in a low tone.
“No, and there’s no way of knowing. They use samples from donors that have already passed away, and they keep no record of their identity,” he explained.
“That’s unfair. Everybody has the right to know where they come from,” she protested.
“I guess they do it this way to dehumanize us as much as possible. Remember they refer to us as machines that are almost human, emphasizing the machine part,” he explained, with a scorn tone.
“That’s terrible. You’re as human as me, a much enhanced, powerful human, but still human,” she pointed out, in a firm tone.
“They can’t afford to be treating us like humans. They would be in trouble for the brutal way we’re raised and the way our basic needs are ignored for the sake of what they call the ‘greater good,’” he replied. “That’s why many cyborgs have escaped, and many more will escape the moment they have a chance to do so.”
“Of course, that’s perfectly understandable,” she agreed. “Were you trying to escape when you fell from the vessel?” she asked, curious.
“No, I wasn’t. I chased a couple of Taucets onto one of their vessels, and they took off. We struggled inside the vessel, and one of them shot me in the chest. Before I was able to shoot back the vessel turned to one side and I fell. The Taucet shot me again and threw me out of the vessel.”
“Damn aliens, they must be some vicious creatures,”
“They’re just fighting for their survival,” he shrugged.
“Why don’t you escape now that you’re here, away from the army?” she asked, the chess board forgotten.
“We have tracking devices and a set of controls that stop us from escaping. I’m sure they are aware of where I am. If I escape now, they will know I was here, and they will come for you. They will know I was here,” he explained.
“That doesn’t matter, what can they do to me?” she asked, fearlessly.
“They would take you to one of their freedom camps and keep you there, under the excuse that it was for your own good,” he informed her, in a scornful tone.
“I won’t let them,”
“Hannah, you can’t fight an army of cyborgs. You can’t even escape them,” he assured her.
“There has to be a way,”
“Perhaps, but we’re here to play chess,” he changed the subject, making the first move, with a faint smile.
Hannah wasn’t very pleased. She didn’t want to drop the subject, she wanted to find a way to free him. But she respected his wish and looked at the board, ready to make the next move.
They spent the next couple of hours playing and chatting about a variety of things. He won, and she wasn’t surprised that he did. His brain was clearly superior, and if that wasn’t enough, his simple presence was enough to distract her and make her lose track of what she was doing.
When they finished the game, it was time to prepare lunch, and he offered to help, turning the meal’s preparation into a game; a mix of fun and sensuality. By the time they sat at the table, the hunger rushing
through her body had nothing to do with food.
But they managed to eat the pasta marinara they prepared with the garlic bread, along with the chocolate cake for dessert.
“If you keep feeding me like this I’ll certainly gain weight,” he grumbled after he finished another piece of cake.
“I’m sure your nanocybots will help you burn the extra calories,” she replied, with a teasing grin.
He got up and took his plate to the dishwasher. “I can think of a better way to burn those extra calories,” he murmured in her ear, standing right behind her, his powerful body glued to hers, allowing her to feel the full extent of his erection.
“You can?” she asked, quickly putting down the plates she was still carrying to the dishwasher.
“Oh, yes and I’m sure you would love it,” he murmured, nibbling her earlobes, sending chills down her spine.
“You do? Why don’t you show me your way?” she asked, her chest heaving and her heart drumming in a deafening rhythm as her arousal reached unbelievable levels.
Jaed didn’t wait for a second invitation. Grasping Hannah’s hips, he moved her from the kitchen counter, and before she could take another breath, he had her bending over the kitchen table.
It only took him a few minutes to pull her pants down her legs, but he was a lot slower on his way up, his hands caressing every inch of her skin along with the tip of his tongue, tracing a trail of fire and tickles, that made her whole body tremble with need.
When he reached her buttocks, he pushed her legs open, exposing her wet pussy to his craving tongue and after a few seconds, she was moaning out loud while he penetrated her clenching pussy, mimicking the thrusts his shaft would perform in a few moments.
Hannah clenched her hands into fists, trying to control the waves of pleasure rushing through her body, but it was impossible. Her body answered to his like a well-tuned instrument in the hands of a musician. There was no way she could resist him or even control her reactions to his touch.
A few more thrusts of his tongue, along with a few caresses on her engorged clit and she was flying into the swirl of pleasure and bliss he had conjured within her.
