The Amazing Tales of Wildcat Arrows by Dara Joy Page B

her bit by bit by the unfurling cloth.
    Beautiful. Taut. Smooth as butter.
    Lucky was poleaxed by the glorious sight.
Say what you want about these Masterstrokes—they sure are purty
.
    The
zipcro
fastener stopped at an area that was enticingly shadowed. A slight sheen of moisture buffed the carmel skin.
    Lucky's lips parted slightly. "I've always been fond of Kanetium."
    Lost, Kerreth cocked his head to the side. "The megaplex on Skryan 3?"
    "Yes, have you been there?" Of course, Lucky knew he couldn't have been there; he was an android who was probably built on or directly transported to Slide.
    It was hard to remember that looking at him. He was so incredibly male—so
human-like—
that she could even discern the honeyed, musky scent of him.
    Kerreth almost answered yes before he caught himself.
    "I have seen holos of it. I am sure I would love it
in the flesh
as much as you seem to." He winked suggestively at her.
    She was devouring him with her eyes. If things had been different and they had met under other circumstances, Kerreth was sure he would already have had her flat on her back, screaming out his name. His
real
name.
    As for Kanetium, it actually was one of his favorite places. The multiplex was open and active all day and all night. He loved it.
    Lucky walked over to him and brushed the top of the jumpsuit off his shoulders. Her cool fingers swept against his skin with a frisson of contact.
    Kerreth hid his shiver from her.
    He was right; that touch was pure ecstasy.
    "Are you agreeing with me as part of your seductive technique, Slick? Is that how you get women relaxed and in the mood for you?"
    He gave her a lopsided smile. "I would say it is you who is making me relaxed."
    "Then I am seducing you?"
    "Seems that way."
    "I like that." Emboldened, she grazed her lips across his nipples.
    The sensation was acute. Kerreth took a deep breath and tried not to clasp her to him.
    It was not easy for him to resist the impulse.
    Lucky smiled up at him. "You know this is rather freeing in a way—knowing your not judging me."
    "
Judging you
? What do you mean?"
    "Like a man. Women are always concerned about that; trust me. Am I too thin? Too fat? Too short? Too tall? We always ask ourselves: what is he thinking?"
    How about… just right
. "Who am I to judge you, Red? For that matter, who is any man to judge you?"
    Lucky stopped nibbling on the delectable, satiny skin to stare up at him. "I've always wondered that myself. Were you, by chance, programmed by a woman?"
    He laughed out loud. "Not yet. But they say there is always hope."
    She laughed along with him. "Sense of humor
and
smart, too."
    "I'm the whole package, remember?" His arm snaked around her back. He swooped down and kissed her.
    The android's firm lips were like velvet clouds. Softly tempting. He playfully brushed her mouth in a quiet dream; back and forth, back and forth.
    Lucky shivered.
    Without warning, he suddenly sealed his mouth to hers in a hot, forceful taking. Lucky's toes literally curled.
    Her fingers clenched.
    Heck, everything clenched.
    If steam could have come out of her ears, she was sure it would have.
Who kisses like that
? Nobody, she was sure.
    When he broke off to stare down at her, he seemed slightly pensive.
    Lucky gazed up at him in awe.
    True, she hadn't had a lot to compare him with; but she reasoned it was akin to Clugot's upside down
whazzit
cake. You really didn't need to taste any others to know that it was the winning recipe.
    "Wow," she whispered, touching her still tingling lips.
    "Wow," he whispered back, dipping his head before he could stop himself.
    Kerreth kissed her like a man taken. By what, he was not sure.
    Nonetheless, he could not seem to stop.
    His entire body came alive with her taste.
He was hungry
. Very hungry. The truth suddenly hit him that he was in trouble.
    Since Lucky assumed he was an android, she was not at all shy of taking off her clothes in front of a virtual stranger. She kicked off her boots and