Excerpt of Undercover Pleasure Droid

“I guess you should take off your clothes.” She rubbed her sweaty palms on her jeans. Her heart thumped as she eagerly watched him. A hot flash of lust seared her pussy, and she silently cursed. How could she feel more emotion for a robot than she’d ever felt for a man?

He inched his shirt out of the waistband of his pants. Crossing his arms, he hooked the bottom of the skintight material with his fingers and pulled. Golden skin gleamed over perfectly simulated muscles.

She drew in a sharp breath. “Oh my god. Your maker was a genius.”

He pulled the shirt over his head, mussing his short, dark hair. It made him appear even more human. One thumb flicked the top buckle of his pants, and then moved to the next. Her throat parched as she waited for him to part the material.

Finally he began to ease his pants over his hips, and the ruddy head of his cock peeked out. Slowly, inch by thick, delicious inch, his cock was freed. She’d asked for ten inches. They’d given her an upgrade. She’d never seen such an organ. Her panties dampened in anticipation.

“I…I…” Her breath hitched as she struggled to correlate thought and speech.

“Do you wish to inspect your merchandise?” Mav II posed half-naked without a trace of amusement on his face. At least twelve inches of cock stood at attention. He had to be a robot. A man would be smugly stroking that rod as she stroked his ego by drooling like an idiot.

“Have mercy.” Her hands trembled. She raised one to her mouth. Biting a knuckle, she waited for him to continue. “I don’t see any flaws.” Obviously, bots had physically superior design.

He kicked off his low-ride boots and stepped out of his pants. The bed brushed the back of her legs as he approached her.

“We will need to remove your clothes for me to perform properly.”

“Yes, we will but…” The tip of his cock trailed along her denim covered stomach, and her pussy clenched in need.

His warm breath fanned her exposed skin as he opened the buttons on her blouse. Her utility bra was far from sexy, but he didn’t comment, and she noticed he had no trouble finding the side closure. She wondered how detailed he was programmed. She didn’t have long to wonder, as he quickly stripped her and laid her on the bed. She shivered lying bare on the cool satin, naked to his pale, glowing eyes.

He certainly felt real as his body brushed hers skin to skin. One of his hands tangled in her hair, holding her head in place as his face lowered. Velvet smooth, yet firm lips met hers. He tasted real. He tasted of coffee and—man. His tongue traced her lower lip, just before his teeth nipped her there. She gasped, and gave entry to his tongue. He licked, suckled, and nipped at her mouth.

Lord, if he made love anywhere nearly as good as he kissed, she was in trouble. Maybe she should have asked for a beginner’s model.

His hair sprinkled chest rasped her nipples as he gathered her close. She groaned, and her pussy wept. Shifting, the lodge pole between his thighs buffeted her stomach. Oh no, she liked this model just fine.

She shivered as his kisses grew rougher—and more hungry. This wasn’t what she had expected. This was like making love, not using a sex toy.

She pushed at his chest. “Mav…stop, Mav.”

“Why? Is there something wrong?” His ragged, breathy voice rasped her ear.

“No, I…I just…” His hand closed around her breast, his thumb flicking her nipple. Pure, red-hot need shot straight to her pussy. Kari shivered again. “I feel funny. This seems so real.” She’d never felt this with any other sex toy.

“It is real. The pleasure you feel—we feel—is real.”

His mouth lowered to her other nipple, and his tongue gathered the tip against his teeth. He nipped her, and she screamed, “Oh, sweet heaven.”

Her legs parted, and his thigh buffeted her wet, aching pussy. Arching silently, she begged for his cock—and his deep possession.

Mav shook with need. He should have never agreed to this plan. There was no way he would be able to remain objective while making love to her. From the beginning, he hadn’t believed she was involved in the drug operation. And now, after reading her file, he was nearly certain. Few had fooled him, but it had happened. He hoped there was no link between her and the drug altering, because if there was—
He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, and her sweet womanly scent engulfed him. Her flesh was tender and warm under his mouth. The sweet noises she made as he held her were driving him crazy. He was supposed to remain detached, yet he was failing miserably. It would tear out his heart for him to discover that she was somehow involved in the scheme his office was investigating.

“Mav, please,” she panted breathless.

His mouth lowered to her gently rounded stomach. There was no way he was fucking her until he tasted her creamy pussy. He raised his head. He didn’t care if he blew his cover as he panted for breath. “I am programmed to please.”