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  Mei-Li’s eyes fluttered open in surprise. “Why?”

  “I touched you from behind last time. Made you come without really seeing it directly,” Six growled. “This time I want to look into your eyes as I penetrate you— as I slip my fingers into your hot cunt.”

  She could barely suppress the moan that rose to her lips. God, he was killing her here! Not only did he want to touch her to see how wet she was, he was demanding that she lock gazes with him as he fingerfucked her. It was too much—too intimate. A hundred times worse than just kissing. How could she keep back her heart if he demanded such naked emotional candor?

  “Six, please…” she pleaded brokenly but he was unmoved.

  “Look at me,” he repeated. “Watch me while I touch you.”

  “I can’t.” She turned her face away. “I can’t look in your eyes when only one is visible.” She was sure that would be a deal breaker. He had told her in no uncertain terms that he never took the blinking red light that covered his left eye off. That he wouldn’t take it off.

  Without a word, Six reached up and made some adjustments to the metal that covered the left upper half of his face. There was a click and a hiss and suddenly the red ocular scope came away in his hand. He dropped it carelessly on the floor where it landed with a clatter.

  “Six?” Mei-Li looked at him uncertainly, unable to believe what she had just witnessed.

  “It would have gotten in the way when I was tasting you anyway,” he said roughly. “Now look at me, Mei-Li.”

  There were no more excuses—she did as he said, staring straight into his eyes. The left eye which just been revealed with the same steel gray as his right but there was something different about it—a thin red ring that circled the outer band of black at the edge of his iris. She wondered what it meant…and then he was touching her.

  “Oh!” she gasped as his long fingers parted her once more.

  “Let us see how wet you are,” Six murmured. Looking down, he watched as her plump, outer lips opened to reveal her slick inner petals. “Mmm,” he rumbled, a hungry sound that seemed to electrify her. “You look wet to me, Mei-Li. Very wet.” The pad of his long middle finger slid delicately into her slippery folds and stroked gently over her throbbing clit.

  “Ah!” Mei-Li bit her lip, trying to keep back the noises that rose in her throat but she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her.

  “That’s good,” Six said, looking at her. “I like the noises you make when I pleasure you. They make my shaft hard.” He stroked her again, circling her swollen little button while she moaned helplessly. “How does it feel, Mei-Li. Do you like it when I touch you this way? When I pet your sweet pussy?”

  “You…you know I do,” she whispered. “I…I can’t help it.”

  “Good. I don’t want you to help it. I want you to give yourself completely—give in to the pleasure.”

  And then he entered her with two long, thick fingers and her back arched as a cry was torn from her lips. God, so deep…in me so deep!

  But it didn’t last for long. Before she knew it, he was withdrawing from between her thighs. He held them up to show her—his index and middle fingers were shiny with her juices.

  “Gods, you’re wet.” His deep voice was hoarse with desire. “You cannot deny it, Mei-Li.”

  Mei-Li felt blood rush to her cheeks as she blushed helplessly. But he was right—she couldn’t deny the evidence.

  “I…I know,” she whispered.

  Six slipped his fingers into his mouth and sucked, his eyes fluttering closed in obvious pleasure.

  “Ahh,” he groaned at last, when he had licked away the last of her juices. “You taste so fucking good. So hot and wet and ready. I cannot wait to taste all that sweet honey right from the source.”

  He got on the floor before her and gave some directions she couldn’t quite hear to the sousa.

  Mei-Li gave a little gasp as the blue-gray beanbag bed rose around her to cradle her body in a firm embrace. It tilted her pelvis slightly even as it supported her head and neck in the most comfortable way imaginable. The result was that she ended up in a semi-reclining position, able to see the big Kindred kneeling patiently on his knees at the foot of the bed.

  Then he tapped the sousa once more and gave a direction she could absolutely understand.

  “Open.”

  Mei-Li bit her lip as the sentient bed parted her thighs, baring her pussy completely, showing the swollen outer lips and the slick interior. Even the throbbing button of her clit was visible. She looked down at herself in disbelief. Had she felt vulnerable before? That had been nothing compared to this—nothing.

  Quickly she moved to her shield herself with her hands…only to feel the sousa grasp her firmly but gently by the wrists before she could move even an inch. She was completely trapped—held down and open for him and there was nothing she could do about it.

  Six was already moving closer, resting his warm hands on her inner thighs as he prepared to taste her.

  “Why?” she blurted, hardly knowing what she was saying.

  “Why what?” He looked up and she saw the hungry look was back in his steel gray eyes.

  “Why…I don’t understand why you want to do this,” she said. “I mean, most guys would be more interested in sex—not that I want to do that. I, uh, think that would be a really bad idea right now,” she added quickly. “But just…most of them aren’t so, uh, eager to go down.”

  Six shook his head. “I cannot explain my need to do this—to lick and suck and taste your sweet pussy, Mei-Li. I can only say that it is a need—it burns within me. I must taste you. I cannot help myself any longer. I am tired of trying to resist.”

  Mei-Li bit her lip. Had he really been thinking about tasting her that long? Did he really want to go down on her that desperately?

  It seemed hard to believe. Clem, her boyfriend in college had tried going down on her once or twice but it clearly hadn’t been his favorite thing to do. He had approached the experience as though he was doing her a favor and after one or two strategically placed kisses and a few half-hearted licks, he had invariably moved on to other things.

  For her part, Mei-Li had gotten no pleasure from it at all. She had felt tense and uncertain if he liked the way she looked and tasted—not sure if he liked her scent. She kept being afraid that the experience would be a turn-off for him and it had been a major relief when he climbed back up and went back to his old standby—missionary position. Clearly for Clem, the emphasis had been on the sex, not the foreplay.

  It appeared that Six had the opposite idea. He was actually more interested in what came before than the main event. In fact, by the way he was looking at her, Mei-Li almost felt like this was the main event. Because he was staring between her legs intently, a rapt expression on his face as he breathed deeply.

  “Six…?” she said uncertainly, trying to shift a little to get more comfortable. The sousa allowed her to make a minimal change in her position but it didn’t allow her to close her legs or free her hands. “Six, what are you looking at?” she demanded breathlessly.

  “You,” he murmured. “When I viewed the tutorial on female anatomy it gave only the facts. I had no idea how lovely and delicate the female sex in full arousal could be…How…” He shook his head, clearly at a loss for words.

  Mei-Li bit her lip. “Come on, please—you’re making me nervous. You should just…just let me go.”

  “I cannot.” He looked up, meeting her eyes. “Not after seeing how beautiful and ripe your pussy is. I must taste you.”

  “But—” Mei-Li started to protest.

  But he was already leaning forward, she thought to lick or kiss her pussy. Instead, he rubbed his cheek against her mound and inhaled deeply, as though he was trying to fill his lungs with her scent.

  “Ah, Gods, you smell so good,” he groaned, running his hands up and down her thighs. “So sweet and hot. I could come from your scent alone if I breathed it long enough.”

  “You…yo