through them when he appeared in the doorway.
Oh my. She had thought the shelter small before, but now, with his head almost brushing the ceiling, his big body loomed over her and she felt small and helpless and… shockingly excited.
“Come and join me,” she murmured, her voice low and husky.
His eyes heated, slowly traveling over her, and she suddenly longed for one of the soft, feminine dresses she had abandoned so long ago. Serena was professional and polished in public and boldly sexual in private, but neither of those personas seemed right. She pushed her regrets aside and held out her hand to him.
Chapter Ten
J-100 did his best to restrain the sudden and wholly inappropriate surge from his cock, but it was no use. Did she have any idea how tempting she looked? But he had promised to accompany her, not to take advantage of her, so he forced himself to nod and sat down next to her.
She tilted her head and studied him, a smile playing on her lips. He was embarrassingly conscious of his erection but steadily returned her gaze. If she had been anyone else, he would have assumed she was coming on to him, but she wasn’t the kind of woman he usually attracted. The women who tended to approach him were usually looking for a quick, hard, meaningless fuck. The fun had gone out of that a long time ago, and it was definitely not what he wanted from her.
“You surprise me,” she murmured.
“Why?”
“Any other man would already have me naked by now.”
The image made his mouth go dry, but he shook his head. “I wouldn’t take advantage of you.”
“Not even if I wanted you to?”
Still watching him, she leaned forward and ran those long, elegant fingers over his cock, smiling when she felt him jerk in response.
“Serena…” He moved her hand away but kept hold of it. It looked so fragile resting in his huge paw.
“You don’t want me?” She was still smiling, but he thought he saw the faintest shadow of doubt in those pale blue eyes.
“More than anything,” he said honestly. “But I’m not a man anymore. I have nothing to offer you.”
Ignoring the last part of his statement, she reached out and skated a hand down his chest, toying with the hem of his shirt. “You feel like a man.”
Her fingers brushed against his stomach, cool and seductive, and his resolve weakened.
“Take it off,” she urged and he silently obeyed.
“Oh my.” Her eyes widened and for a moment, she lost her air of practiced seduction. She leaned forward and touched him again, her hand slowly exploring his skin.
Giving into temptation, he lifted her into his lap. Her muscles tensed when he touched her in a reaction that felt uncomfortably like fear, but before he could convince himself to let her go, she relaxed against him.
“I’m getting used to having you in my arms,” he said softly.
“I’m getting used to being here.” She looked up at him, her face oddly vulnerable, and his chest ached.
He bent his head towards her but he no sooner brushed her lips with his than she pulled away with a nervous laugh.
“I’m not a big fan of kissing.”
Before he could protest, she slid open the fastening of her coverall to reveal pale, gleaming flesh and small, perfect breasts topped with rosy little nipples. Fuck, she was beautiful.
He ran a gentle finger from her collarbone down across the slight swell of her stomach. She shivered, then moved away far enough to shimmy gracefully out of the coverall, before holding her hand out to him once more.
“You look so beautiful. So untouched,” he murmured as he lay down next to her. Like the statue he had compared her to earlier but warm and full of life.
“Untouched? I assure you I’m very touchable.”
Something had changed. Her voice was still sultry, but it sounded… off. He raised his head as she rolled towards him and slid a determined hand towards his cock.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing. Don’t you want me to touch you?”
More than anything. But her beautiful face was no longer soft and open. Watching her carefully, he curved his hand over a small breast, stroking his thumb back and forth across a taut, rosy nipple until her eyelids fluttered shut. Better.
He let his fingers skate lightly down across her stomach, feeling the delicate skin quivering at his touch, until he hovered over her bare mound. She gasped as he cupped the soft flesh, letting her feel the warmth of his