Programmed To Please (The Tau Cetus Chronicles) (16 page)

Jai’s heart swelled at the look of happiness that radiated from Marque’s eyes. She hadn’t realized that he was just as miserable as his sister obviously had been at their estrangement. Jai almost hated to open her mouth and break Marque’s contented spell, but the words had to be spoken. “And… Chavis Smith?”

If possible, Marque’s smiled widened. “That’s the best part.
She doesn’t love him
. She was appalled at what he’d done, and agreed with me that he needed to pay for his actions. Chavis was turned over to the authorities late yesterday afternoon.”

Jai’s eyes widened as she vacillated between elation and confusion at Marque’s news. Chavis Smith was already in the High Council’s custody? So then why hadn’t word of it gotten to Commander Rainey? Why hadn’t this operation been called off?

Be grateful, Jai. If Rainey had closed the case yesterday, you wouldn’t have had this last meeting with Marque to tell him how you feel about him, to tell him you’re
human.
The path is clear now for you and Marque to be together.

Right. She had to make good use of this opportunity.

Jai smiled. “I’m very happy for you, Marque.”

He let go of her face and straightened. “It’s such a relief. For almost a decade, my life has been nothing but shadows. Subterfuge. Lies and deceit. I’m so damned glad there is truth and honesty between my sister and me now. And I have you to thank for that honesty.”

Oh, dear.

Tell him. Tell him the truth now. Chavis Smith is in custody. The case is all but closed. Tell him you’re human. The longer you wait, the more he’ll hate you when you deliver the news of your dishonesty…

“Marque—”

“No more talk.” His hands went back to work on the button of his pants.

“But—”

“I can’t wait another second to be inside you, J.” He shoved his pants and underwear down his legs and kicked them off to the side. Socks followed. His shirt, which still hung open from his shoulders, joined the pile of clothes on the floor. He stood before her, gloriously naked, and Jai suddenly forgot about words. Her mind only had room for Marque.

She let her eyes roam slowly over his body. Marque Callex was a living, breathing work of art. Yes, it was true that she’d admired the physical perfection of his broad shoulders, muscular arms, lightly-furred chest and lean hips – and even his impressive cock – on his first day here. But now she was looking at him with something much more than just physical appreciation.
She loved him.
After learning the truth about his job, she’d discovered he was a noble man. After seeing how he’d dealt with his sister, she knew he had a good heart. And he’d said he loved her, too. Even though he thought she was a machine!

There was a warm tingling in her stomach now, a new possessiveness, a quiet joy. 

Damn these robotic starburst contact lenses for hiding all that emotion from him!

Marque again held out his hand. “Come with me.”

Jai swallowed, and then nodded.
I guess it’ll be Plan B.
She’d tell him she was human
after
sex.

She stood, and he led her the short distance around to the top of the bed. It was only then that she realized she was still wearing her sarong, while he was completely naked. She reached up to untie the knot at the back of her neck, but he stopped her.

“Just a minute.”

She raised an eyebrow, waiting curiously.

“Christ, J, when you do things like that, you seem so damn…
human.”

Good.
If he already thought of her mannerisms as human, it might not be so hard for him to accept her confession later.

Marque blew out a breath.  “Listen…”

When he didn’t immediately continue, Jai raised her other eyebrow. “Yes?”

He shoved a hand through his hair. “I-I want to ask you to do something for me today. My job…my life…well, I’m always in control. I have to be. But the weight of it…the responsibility of what I do and who I am…is exhausting. I’m tired of being in control. Damn sick of it sometimes. Just once –
just for this hour
– I’d like someone else to be in control. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Jai froze. Talk about confessions! She could tell from the naked look in Marque’s eyes that he was revealing a side of himself he’d possibly never shown to anyone else. He was confiding in her, trusting her with his vulnerability. 

And while one part of her rejoiced in his trust, another part of her worried how exposing such intimate information about himself would sit with him once he knew she wasn’t a machine.

Marque cleared his throat. “I want you to take control of sex today. Would you do that for me, J?”

She answered after only the briefest hesitation, speaking from her heart. “I would do anything for you, Marque. “Did you have something in particular in mind?”

For an answer, he lay down on his back on the bed and reached up to thread his fingers through the scrollwork headboard, as if he were tied to it. “Take control. Blindfold me. Hell, that scrap of material you’re wearing is hardly bigger than a scarf, anyway. Then have your way with me.”

Again those little alarm bells of worry went off in Jai’s head. How would the powerful Marque Callex feel about sharing his fantasy of giving up that power, of wanting instead to be submissive, to be
used
, to surrender himself to sex at the hands of a robot, when he found out she was human?
And that he was being videotaped doing it!
On the other hand, if Jai could make this an amazing experience for him, maybe it would help soothe any embarrassment later.

And she would definitely destroy Wyatt’s digital disc, if he hadn’t already stopped recording after hearing Marque’s confirmation that he’d turned in Chavis Smith.

Hmm. Jai looked around the room. She briefly considered employing the erotic sex toys hidden behind the Japanese shoji screen, then dismissed them. Marque had said yesterday he didn’t want kink, so Jai would just have to make this an experience to remember, using only her imagination.

Her fingers moved to untie the knot of her sarong and she drew the thin silk away from her body with one hand.

“Damn, you’re beautiful, J,” Marque said quietly from the bed.  She loved the way his cool grey eyes seemed to warm, to light up when he looked at her. “I may not like blue-eyed blondes, but I ordered my perfect female body type from Anson Carron. And you’re definitely it.”

She smiled a secret smile, smoothed the silk into one long length, and then took a step closer to the bed. Marque obviously expected her to blindfold him, but instead, she put one end of the strip of silk against the side of his neck, and then started a slow, teasing, torturous exploration of his body with it.

Marque inhaled sharply as she glided the silk down his neck, gently tickled the hollow of his collarbone with it, slid it deliberately across his shoulder, and then started on a path down his chest. She paused to brush the sensuous material back and forth across one male nipple, blatantly teasing it, seeing if he would enjoy that, and noting with satisfaction the jerky movement of Marque’s chest as he struggled for breath.

Risking a glance up at his face, Jai was pleased to see Marque’s eyes were screwed shut, his head thrown back, and his grip on the headboard almost white-knuckled.

Good. He was
definitely
enjoying the sensuous teasing.

She dragged the silk over to his other nipple, giving it the same exquisite torture, and then, when his nipple was a perfect tight brown knot from her stimulation, she trailed the gauzy material down his stomach.

Marque’s low growl as Jai glided the silk over his belly toward his groin thrilled her to her core. If she thought pleasing Marque with oral sex three days ago had been exciting, it was nothing compared to the power over his pleasure she felt now.

His beautiful cock was rock hard. And all because of her.

Her heart tripped with an erratic, excited beat.

Jai held the silk material still, waiting patiently, knowing it would increase Marque’s anticipation and desire. After a moment, Marque’s hips began to twitch, as if searching for the silk. She chose that moment to finally drag the material down his cock, and was rewarded with his rough gasp of pleasure. Continuing the path downward, she circled his balls with the material, gliding around and around, and then back up along the length of his cock. Then back down again, repeating the teasing routine.

Marque was moaning loudly now, his hips jerking outright. Jai knew he wouldn’t come with just the stimulation of the silk, no, there wasn’t enough pressure. In fact, what she’d done was meant to purposely excite but frustrate him, knowing it would make his eventual climax all the bigger. 

“
Fuck
, J.” His voice was a harsh rasp.

Her strategy was obviously working.

Jai pulled the silk away from Marque’s body altogether, and quickly stepped back up to the head of the bed. “Look at me,” she ordered.

Marque dragged his eyes open. His dilated pupils and glazed look told Jai her plan was progressing nicely. 

She smiled at him. “Now I’m going to do that all again – with my
mouth
.” Not giving him a chance to respond or react, she quickly blindfolded him.

Climbing up onto the bed on her knees, she took a moment to gaze at his perfect body, spread out like a feast for her to enjoy. A perfect male banquet to savor.
Mmm…
He looked delicious.

She started with the appetizer. His neck.

He hissed in a breath as her lips made contact there, licking, sucking, nipping her way slowly – very slowly – down the side. He moaned softly and actually tilted his head in order to give her better access.

Instead, she trailed a hot path to the sensitive indentation at his collarbone, pausing to make deliberate wet little circles there with her tongue. Round and round, over and over. Marque shivered at the rhythmic circular motion, sensitized now to her touch.

With a smile, she moved her lips languidly across the impressive width of his shoulder, and then started kissing a path down his chest toward his nipple.
Mmm
. Based on his response to the silk, she was looking forward to his reaction to her lips.

Her mouth latched onto one tight little peak, and she began to suck. Marque moaned again, arching his back to her, apparently enjoying this as much as she’d hoped. Jai tried the trick she’d used on his cock the other day and began to suck hard, fast, and strong. And when Marque’s moans grew louder and started to match the rhythm of her strong sucking, Jai’s mouth abruptly switched to a rough side-to-side motion.

“Ah...ahh… fuck!”

Marque’s body shook and his chest heaved as he desperately dragged in air. Jai didn’t rest on the laurels of that success, but instead kissed her way determinedly down his stomach, over his belly, to pause at his groin.

At his cock.

Which, if she wasn’t mistaken, was even harder than two minutes ago.

She rested her cheek on his hip, giving Marque a chance to recover from the pleasure of her mouth on his nipple, while she admired the view of his impressive cock. It was long, thick and straight. And for the next few minutes, all hers. When Marque’s breathing finally seemed to regulate, Jai reached out her index finger, and made contact with the tiny opening at the head of his shaft.

Marque’s body jerked.

Jai held her finger still, and when Marque’s hips settled, she traced a light path from his head, down the long length of his shaft, and around his balls, which were high and tight with arousal. She was amazed at the feel of hard muscle under his soft, warm skin. At the musky scent of aroused man which filled her nose.

Marque was obviously fighting to keep from squirming. “
Christ.
You’re killing me, J. Being blindfolded makes everything so much more…
intense.”

Jai smiled. Intense? Well, if he was enjoying intense…

She retraced her route over his cock and balls, this time with two fingernails. Not enough to hurt him, just enough to put an edge of danger on his desire.

“Fuck.”
The hissed response was her reward.

Next, Jai placed her hand around the underside of his cock, holding him captive as her tongue explored the path of her two previous forays. Marque moaned loudly this time as she lapped and sucked luxuriously at his pink head, dragged her moist tongue down his thick shaft, and snaked around his balls. He bucked up into her hand desperately when she blew deliciously on the wet trail she’d created.

“No more,”
he gasped. “Need you.
Now.”

Satisfied that he was aroused enough that all he could manage were one- or two-word sentences, Jai moved to straddle his hips, holding his cock in position while she slowly lowered herself onto him, inch by torturous inch.

“Ah…ahh…ahhh…”

Each moan seemed ripped from his throat as she took more and more of him inside her, until he was seated to the hilt. It was a testament to his determination to adhere to his submission fantasy that he didn’t even try to buck up into her to end the sensual torture.

Looking at his sweat-slicked body, his silk-wrapped eyes, and his death grip on the headboard, Jai reveled in the pleasure she was giving him. She desperately wanted to keep Marque here, with her, inside her. She wished she could capture this precious moment forever.

Instead, she decided to give him a memory he would never forget. She began to move.

She rolled her hips, a fluid motion designed to stimulate his cock by hitting inside her body in several places with each rotation. She rode him like a horse, slow, fast, and then faster, until his self-control finally broke and he let go of the headboard to lock her hips desperately in his iron grip, dictating her position, deepening his thrusts, until they both reached their breaking point and came with wild shouts of pleasure.

After her body stopped trembling, Jai collapsed onto Marque’s chest, thrilled at the wild beating of his heart. She reached up to ease off his silk blindfold, and looked into his sated, astonished eyes.