slowly that she wasn’t afraid. She
felt curious, definitely, but memories of what Coal had done to her body had her
feeling…aroused.
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“I’m not sure,” she admitted, caressing his thigh, amazed that the small amount of
hair there could be so soft and that his warm skin could be silky textured, considering
the strength of muscles lurking just beneath.
“There’s no pain here,” he assured her again. “I will never hurt you. I give my word
on that.”
Her gaze lifted up his body to meet his intense, beautiful eyes. Sincerity shone in
those dark depths and she really wanted to believe him enough to put faith in his word.
“You can touch me anywhere, explore anything, and I will remain still.”
Jill hesitated and then shifted on the bed, bending her knee, and turned to face him.
Her other hand shook slightly when she reached over and firmly put her hand over his
other thigh. She looked down, watching in amazement as his cock stiffened even more,
rising straight up his belly.
“Go ahead,” he urged. “Have you ever touched a male’s sex?”
No . She bit her lower lip in nervousness when she concentrated on his stiff shaft.
Her right hand slid up his thigh ever so slowly. When she nearly reached it, his cock
moved, jerking slightly, and she froze.
“It’s a normal reaction. I’m very turned on. Your hands are incredibly gentle and
nearly torturing me with wanting more.”
“You won’t knock me over, pin me down, and force me to take you?”
His mouth tensed. “No. I really want five minutes alone with the male who put that
terror into your eyes.”
Her fear eased instantly and she smiled. “What would you do to the asshole?”
It was Coal’s turn to hesitate. “I don’t want to frighten you but I am capable of
violence under certain circumstances. I’d love to hurt him the way he did you.”
Her eyebrows shot up and her sense of humor kicked in. “You want to pin him
down and force yourself on him?”
His eyes rounded with horror. “No! I am not into forcing sex on anyone and males
do not turn me on. I would wish to terrify him and cause him pain.”
She laughed, completely relaxing. “I was teasing.”
“It isn’t funny that a male harmed you.”
Her smile died. “I know. Sometimes I deal with pain by making jokes. It’s a
defensive mechanism that’s kept me sane when times turned really bad.”
“I understand. Let’s forget about the…” He paused. “Asshole.”
Jill smiled again and lowered her attention to his cock. It surprised her how large he
was, the darker gray color fascinating, and he had no hair there at all. Her hand moved,
inching up until her fingertips brushed against the base of his shaft. He sucked in air
but didn’t ask her to stop. She glanced up, saw his eyes were closed now and then she
openly studied the part of the male anatomy that she’d dreaded the most.
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Her hand brushed the shaft tentatively at first. It stunned her that the skin there felt
so smooth and velvety, though he had turned incredibly hard with desire. He took a
deep breath, kept his eyes closed, and she grew bolder by attempting to encircle his
cock. Her finger and thumb couldn’t touch—his sex too thick for her to do that.
She released him and braced a hand on the bed when she shifted her position until
she hovered over his lap on her knees. The muscles that ran along his stomach up to his
rib cage were tense, thick ridges under his skin. Her hand flattened there to feel them,
intrigued by his physique.
“I’ve never seen anyone like you.”
Dark eyes opened and met her gaze. “Cyborgs are different. I believe you’ll adjust
to my coloring.”
“I meant how in shape you are. You’re really strong, aren’t you?”
His pink tongue darted out to swipe his lips while he watched her. “Yes. I’m
noticeably stronger than human males.”
Her gaze drifted down his body and then stopped at her hand
felt curious, definitely, but memories of what Coal had done to her body had her
feeling…aroused.
56
Stealing Coal
“I’m not sure,” she admitted, caressing his thigh, amazed that the small amount of
hair there could be so soft and that his warm skin could be silky textured, considering
the strength of muscles lurking just beneath.
“There’s no pain here,” he assured her again. “I will never hurt you. I give my word
on that.”
Her gaze lifted up his body to meet his intense, beautiful eyes. Sincerity shone in
those dark depths and she really wanted to believe him enough to put faith in his word.
“You can touch me anywhere, explore anything, and I will remain still.”
Jill hesitated and then shifted on the bed, bending her knee, and turned to face him.
Her other hand shook slightly when she reached over and firmly put her hand over his
other thigh. She looked down, watching in amazement as his cock stiffened even more,
rising straight up his belly.
“Go ahead,” he urged. “Have you ever touched a male’s sex?”
No . She bit her lower lip in nervousness when she concentrated on his stiff shaft.
Her right hand slid up his thigh ever so slowly. When she nearly reached it, his cock
moved, jerking slightly, and she froze.
“It’s a normal reaction. I’m very turned on. Your hands are incredibly gentle and
nearly torturing me with wanting more.”
“You won’t knock me over, pin me down, and force me to take you?”
His mouth tensed. “No. I really want five minutes alone with the male who put that
terror into your eyes.”
Her fear eased instantly and she smiled. “What would you do to the asshole?”
It was Coal’s turn to hesitate. “I don’t want to frighten you but I am capable of
violence under certain circumstances. I’d love to hurt him the way he did you.”
Her eyebrows shot up and her sense of humor kicked in. “You want to pin him
down and force yourself on him?”
His eyes rounded with horror. “No! I am not into forcing sex on anyone and males
do not turn me on. I would wish to terrify him and cause him pain.”
She laughed, completely relaxing. “I was teasing.”
“It isn’t funny that a male harmed you.”
Her smile died. “I know. Sometimes I deal with pain by making jokes. It’s a
defensive mechanism that’s kept me sane when times turned really bad.”
“I understand. Let’s forget about the…” He paused. “Asshole.”
Jill smiled again and lowered her attention to his cock. It surprised her how large he
was, the darker gray color fascinating, and he had no hair there at all. Her hand moved,
inching up until her fingertips brushed against the base of his shaft. He sucked in air
but didn’t ask her to stop. She glanced up, saw his eyes were closed now and then she
openly studied the part of the male anatomy that she’d dreaded the most.
57
Laurann Dohner
Her hand brushed the shaft tentatively at first. It stunned her that the skin there felt
so smooth and velvety, though he had turned incredibly hard with desire. He took a
deep breath, kept his eyes closed, and she grew bolder by attempting to encircle his
cock. Her finger and thumb couldn’t touch—his sex too thick for her to do that.
She released him and braced a hand on the bed when she shifted her position until
she hovered over his lap on her knees. The muscles that ran along his stomach up to his
rib cage were tense, thick ridges under his skin. Her hand flattened there to feel them,
intrigued by his physique.
“I’ve never seen anyone like you.”
Dark eyes opened and met her gaze. “Cyborgs are different. I believe you’ll adjust
to my coloring.”
“I meant how in shape you are. You’re really strong, aren’t you?”
His pink tongue darted out to swipe his lips while he watched her. “Yes. I’m
noticeably stronger than human males.”
Her gaze drifted down his body and then stopped at her hand
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