Sully's Fantasy - Pepper Winters Page 0,27

Amazonian princess. Ripe and ready for my taking.”

I wriggled my hips where we were still linked. Him inside me. His body within mine. The very epitome of male, female connection. “If I’m a princess, why am I on my knees in the dirt?”

He nuzzled the back of my neck. “Because you’re also a goddess of debauchery and are better suited to such places, especially when my cock is deep inside you.” He rolled his hips for good measure.

Thanks to cinta, he would stay hard for however long our lust remained. Our neurological system wasn’t hijacked like with elixir. We had control of this mania.

If we let our systems be sated from this session, our playtime could be over. Or...if we wanted to stay aroused for another and another...and another, then our bodies would very willingly oblige.

I hadn’t had my fill.

And Sully’s voice smoked with sex, hinting he planned on corrupting me for many more hours to come.

Luckily, we were in a giant mansion where other guests wouldn’t hear our cries of rapture. If they did, they’d think our greedy moans were the echoes of haunting ghosts.

With a quick kiss to my sweaty shoulder blades, Sully withdrew and stood. Bending, he collected me from the river’s edge and spun me into his arms.

We stood like that for a minute.

Just being.

Gathered in a hug that allowed our hearts to connect as violently as our bodies had.

Winding my arms around his waist, I pressed my cheek to his chest, feeling the rightness of my world. The sense of belonging and soul-deep contentment of our unshakeable bond.

Slowly, Sully kissed the top of my head and pushed me away a little. “Well, as far as appetisers go, that wasn’t bad.”

I grinned. “That was the hors d’oeuvres, huh? What’s for the main meal?”

His eyes flashed with cunning sex appeal. “Oh, I have an idea.”

“You do, do you?”

“I definitely do.” Taking my hand, he tugged me into the jungle. “Come along. I’ll show you.”

Chapter Ten

“YOU PROGRAMMED THIS?”

Eleanor gawked at the treehouse as she climbed the final rung up the rope ladder and stepped foot into the bamboo creation.

The skin around her hips was bruised from my fingers. Her nipples still pebbled. Her lips red from my kisses. Naked, apart from the anklets and necklaces, with leaves and flower petals twined in her hair, she looked every bit a figment of this fantasy as the cyphered palms, wildlife, and sunshine.

Thank God, she wasn’t.

Thank everything holy that she was real. Because if she wasn’t...I would never want to live in the real world again. I would live here, in this VR perfection, where I could keep her forever.

Running her fingers along the carved banister and entering the two-story treehouse, she whistled under her breath. “I have no idea how much coding is needed for these fantasies, but this is impressive, Sully.”

I followed her, equally as undressed and not caring that my cock hung heavy with want, hidden by a piece of braided flax. “It’s easy once you know what you’re doing.”

“Have you visited this place before?” She eyed up the mattress beneath a mosquito net, similar to the one we had at home in Indonesia. The bedroom was simple with bamboo slatted walls, huge open-air windows with no glass, exposed rafters, and a roof made of palm leaves.

A sitting area carved from banyan wood and teak waited by the bed, angled to see the stars through the canopy. Simple, uncluttered, and natural. I could live here permanently.

“No. I’ve never visited,” I said, catching her gaze as she looked above to the single ladder leading to the mezzanine level above.

“How do you know if you’ve got the code right? What happens if you’d programmed a floor that was paper-thin or trees that were poisonous?”

I shrugged. “Codes are simple. They’re just ones and zeros. As long as you follow basic parameters, not much can go wrong.”

“Yet you create myth out of reality.” She grinned, her hair loose and tangled and oh, so fucking tempting. “I’m impressed.”

I smiled, slow and sultry. “How impressed?”

Her grin switched to a smirk of invitation. “Very. I can show you...if you want?”

“I’m going to take you up on that offer. Soon.” I stalked toward her, crowding her toward the ladder leading up to the next level. “But for now, up.”

She blinked, looking over her shoulder. “Up there?”

I nodded.

“What’s up there?” she asked, her voice low and hypnotising.

My cock jerked under my loincloth, and I struggled not to take her right here, right now. I could. There was