Control, Enkindle

She bit her lower lip. "Can't you talk to him?"

"I already have and he knows that he's on the deep end. I'm pretty sure he's gonna try to distance himself over time."

"Yeah but-" She was interrupted by the sound of the door all of a sudden being pushed open.

"Mr Jason I- oh," came Allie's voice as she entered.

Anastasia was so freaked out that she tried to jump out of my lap, almost tripping in the process. The only thing keeping her from stumbling and falling to the floor was my arm around her waist, keeping her in my lap.

"Didn't mean to interrupt anything," Allie said with a grin.

"It's okay Allie," I said, stroking the arm of the suddenly very red faced girl in my lap. "What do you need?"

"Just your login credentials for the university network," she said and raised the folded laptop under her arm a fraction. "But it can wait."

"I, um," Anastasia mumbled. "I need... to shower." She slipped off my lap and snuck past Allie and out the door, all the while staring at the floor. Cute, and a little amusing.

"If anyone comes looking for me, cover for me," I said, grabbing a pen and writing down my login on the only piece of paper available to me — the bundles of bills, and handed it to her.

"Ooo money," she said, big eyed.

"Don't do anything that'll get me fired," I said, standing. "Actually nevermind, I don't care. Do whatever you want."

I didn't wait for another response before I went after Anastasia. Whatever she needed from the university that she couldn't get with her own login I didn't really care about. I assumed it had something to do with her 'secret' research.

She wasn't in the upstairs bathroom so I assumed she had gone back to her own room. And indeed, pushing open her door I was just in time to see the door to her own bathroom swing shut, stopping just a fraction from clicking closed. The shower began running just a few moments later. I noted her discarded sports top on the bed.

"I don't believe we were done talking," I said as I stepped into the shower, having shed my own clothes before entering the bathroom. She let out a surprised yelp before she realized it was me.

"Fuck, don't scare me like that!" she half yelled, instinctively covering her bare chest with her arm. The shower seemed to have a steam component to it, already hiding most of her features.

One of my eyebrows rose. "Who did you think it was gonna be?" I said, closing the distance between us.

"I dunno," she said, melting into my embrace. She felt very nice, all wet and slippery. Oh and very naked. "An evil axe murderer?"

I ran my hands down her back, feeling her toned muscles under my fingers. She really was in good shape. You could see it on her, of course, but feeling it was a totally different thing.

"When is an axe murderer not evil?" I asked, pulling the sliding glass door shut behind me. "What's with the sudden retreat?"

"Ugh, sorry," she said. "It just freaked me out... her coming in like that. I thought... I thought you two... well..."

Well that explained it. Not an unreasonable assumption, all things considering. "You thought we were together?"

"Well, yeah," she said and looked up at me. It was the most delicious feeling, the warm water running over our naked bodies and feeling her breasts pressed against my chest. "Aren't you?"

"I suppose it would look like that," I said, nodding. "We're colleagues... with benefits? If there's even such a thing."

"Hmm," she let out. "Isn't there, I dunno, rules or something against that?"

"Oh most definitely," I said and shrugged. "But I've never cared much for rules."

I let one of my hands fall from the small of her back down and over one of her delectable buns, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"That part I already knew," she said, a smile forming on her lips as she pushed up on the front of her feet, placing her lips over mine.

Her tongue immediately sought access and I wasn't about to deny her, greeting it with a quick handshake-esque move, almost like one would greet an old friend, before I let her roam. It wasn't rough or rushed, just slow and passionate, filled with emotion. I didn't know how long it lasted but when we parted I felt dizzy. Judging by the cloudiness in her eyes she felt something similar.

"Wow," I breathed. "That was..."

"... amazing," she finished, our lips still near enough to touch, our foreheads pressed together.

"Lets do it again," I said and almost before I finished she had my bottom lip between hers, giving it a gentle nip before we connected again.

This time it was a little different. More heated, filled with anticipation. A moan leaked from between us but I wasn't sure who the source was. My hands began to roam, up and down — mostly down. Another moan and this time I was sure it was her, caused by both my hands squeezing her behind and almost lifting her off the floor.

"You know," she breathed when we parted, out of breath. "Mama would be besides herself if she knew about this. She adores you."

Oh, I know. Trust me on that.

"And on the other end of the spectrum, Marcus would probably kill me," I replied.

"He would have to get through me first," she said and slipped a hand between us. I felt her grasp my growing and almost fully erect dick in her hand. "Because I'm not letting you get away again."

Grinning I said, "Is that a challenge?"

"A warning," she said and as she did I felt the sudden pressure of something pointy on my shaft. Several of them. Nails.

"Interesting," I said, grinning and pushing my hips an inch forward, the rasping of her nails sending jolts of electricity up my spine.

She tilted her head on the side in mild fascination. "Isn't it?" she said and withdrew her claws, rearranging my erection so it rested snuggly between her legs. I could actually feel the point of it sticking out between her cheeks.

"More interesting than this?" she asked, her voice deep and eyes cloudy, and began gently rocking back and forth.

What were we talking about again? "I don't know. Let me run some... tests."

I began meeting her sways and was instantly rewarded with a gasp. Capitalizing on the moment I caught her parted lips, this time taking on the dominant role and exploring her mouth. She draped both her arms around my neck and threw herself into the kiss. Passionate, needy and hot this time around. My dick slid back and forth against her sex and I was pretty sure it wasn't just the water making it so slippery.

Her long hair was soaked with water, slicked back from her forehead. I ran my hand along it, letting it caress her arched back, filtering my fingers through it. Silky smooth, impossible and gorgeous.

Even though the bathroom was her own, private one it was still quite sizable. The shower cubicle was large enough that at least another couple would have been able to comfortably move around in there. There was even a small protrusion in the tiled wall, allowing for someone to sit down if they wanted.

Perfect, I thought, and took a small step forward, forcing her to do the same. With a quick grab of both her cheeks and a hard tug I pulled her off the floor, causing her to let out a quick yelp of surprise. Her legs, as if on pure instinct, wrapped around my waist. My dick strained below her sex and with just a slight jump it would have been able to pop right into her. That wasn't my intention though, even as she tried to do just that, wiggling against me in the most delicious way possible.

Two steps and I was at the bench type protrusion in the wall. Leaning forward I laid her down on it, following her with one foot on the floor to keep us steady. It was an awkward position, for sure, if sex was the intended activity. For others though, it was perfect.

Her pink folds was wet, and not just from water, I noted as I knelt on the floor, one of her legs over my shoulder. I hadn't gotten the opportunity to properly explore her the last time. I had all intentions of rectifying that now, wasting no time before diving right in.

"Fuck..." she let out, her gasp cutting through the constant sound of the water.

She tasted just like I remembered from all those years ago, only a little more musky, more mature and less innocent. It made sense. She was a woman now after all, not a teenager.

"Oh fuck yes... that's the spot," she said, burying one of her hands in my wet hair, pulling me and encouraging me to go deeper.

All of a sudden an audible rapping sound echoed throughout the bathroom, distinct and very interrupting. Someone was knocking on the door and this time it wasn't just her that gave a startled jump.

"Ana dear," came a voice followed by the rattling of the door handle. It was Cassandra. Thank fuck I had learned from the encounter with said woman and locked the bathroom door.

She looked down at me, her eyes wide and with a look of mild panic on her face.

"Say something," I whispered, the pouring of the water drowning it out with ease.

"Y-yes?" she called, just a little bit high pitched.

"I'm going to the store. You want me to pick something up for you?" Cassandra called.

"No I, ah, I'm go-ood," she replied, her voice hitching when I decided to push a finger inside her. She gave me a glare but I only curled my finger and pulled it along the top of her insides, all the while grinning. The effect was immediate as she threw her head back and stifled a gasp.

"You sure? I thought we could cook something later, you know, together?"

Cassandra was really pushing the concerned mother role. I wasn't even sure she knew how to cook, the maid having done all of it since I arrived.

"Yeah sure. Sounds f-fun," Anastasia yelled, the last part coming out higher than the rest as I decided that was the perfect moment to resume tasting her, trapping her little clit between my tongue and lip.

"Great. Any preferences?"

Adding another finger caused her to pull on my hair and let out a sound somewhere between a choke and a groan.

"You choo-ose mothe-r," she croaked out.

I had never heard her call Cassandra 'mother' before, always using the term 'mama', and indeed, this time there was a pause before Cassandra replied, obviously having picked up on it. It's the small details that make all the difference, always, everywhere.

"Okay. I... I'll see you later then."

We both waited, her with what looked like a held back gasp and me with a grin against her pussy, working my fingers slowly in and out of her.

After about a full minute of silence she couldn't hold back any longer. "Fucking ass..." she all but moaned, pulling at my hair.

Raising my head I grinned at her. "I'm not adverse to the idea," I said, rubbing at her clit with my other hand.

"She might come back," she said, ignoring my pun and pushing me away, moving to stand. I was not about to have any of that and was just about to grab her when she turned her back towards me and leaned against the shower wall. "Lets hurry this up."

Well now, that was something I could get behind. Literally.

"Fuck you look sexy like that," I said and followed her.

She grinned back at me and wiggled her behind. "Just get over here and fuck me already."

"Yes ma'am," I said and gave her a mock salute, two of them, in fact.

Her legs were ever so slightly parted, giving me the perfect space to stick my rod in between them. Just for fun I let my tip wander around her area, all the way from the back to the front, and then back again. She moaned and pushed her ass out another inch, trying to angle herself a bit more.

A grin formed on my lips as a mischievous idea formed in my mind. Pretending to search around for her entrance for a moment I instead settled against her other, much tighter, hole and began applying just the barest of pressure.

The reaction was immediate.

"Woo there, big boy," she let out and jumped away from me.

"What happened?" I asked, fake concern in my voice.

She gave me just the tiniest glare over her shoulder, seemingly undecided if she should believe my ruse or not. In the end she settled back down and pushed her ass out again.

"Someone tried to sneak in through the wrong door," she said and decided to reach between her legs to guide me instead.

"Oh shit, sorry," I said, shaking my head and grinning even as I did. She was facing the wall and didn't catch it.

"I'm sure you are," she said and managed to push the tip of my erection inside her, eliciting a gasp from her and a groan from me.

Pushing in the rest of the way was easy and damn pleasurable. There was just something about Anastasia's cunt that set her apart from everyone else. I couldn't really put my finger on exactly what but every time I pushed into her it felt like coming home from a long trip. It was like my dick belonged inside of her, like it had missed the snug feeling of her canal.

And judging by the restrained cooing sounds she was emitting she wasn't adverse to having me inside her either. Reaching around her I grabbed a hold of one the twins, using it as leverage to pull her against me.

"Oh god," she groaned and placed her own hand over mine, holding onto it as I began sliding out of her.

I refrained from making yet another shitty pun and focused on the delicious feeling of her slick insides, hugging my rod in an effort to keep it inside. She had said to hurry our activities along but I just couldn't help it, taking it slow and enjoying the moment. I really didn't feel a need to rush.

"Quit teasing," she whined, obviously wanting me to pick up my pace.

"Quiet you," I said, pushing into her again, equally slow as before.

She let out a frustrated growl and reached down between her legs, obviously intending to start rubbing at her clit. I had no intentions of letting her do that. Quick as a fox I grabbed her wrist and pulled it behind her back, twisting her arm around and forcing it up her back.

"Aw come on! Fuck you," she whined and tried pressing herself harder against me.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, holding her arm locked firm.

"No but can you just-" I pushed her arm an inch higher. "Ow ow yes! That hurts!"

"Good. Payback for biting me," I said and let up just a fraction. "Now shut up angel."

I began fucking her then, if you could even call it that at the speed I was going. Excruciatingly slow, that was my goal, and judging by her frustrated huffs and meows it was working. For my part I was absolutely loving it, the act of denying her almost as delicious as the act of fucking her. That I was the one in control also added to it. The fact that I had not yet placed an implant on her was also a big turn on.

Briefly I considered slipping out of her and having another go at the back door, having her in such a position that she couldn't easily deny me anymore. I refrained though, deciding that it might be pushing it just a bit too far. It was very tempting though.

"If I release you, are you going to behave?" I asked after a couple of excruciatingly long minutes.

"Yes," she said, all too quick. There was an edge to it that told me that she would, in fact, not behave did I release her.

"Liar," I said and gave her one good hard thrust.

She let out a groan, jerking her head back. "Yes! More of that!" she near yelled.

"Mmmm, say please," I said, starting anew my slow movements.

"Oh fuck you," she spat and tried to push back against me. I was faster though and used my hand that wasn't holding her arm to squish her upper body against the tiled wall, forcing her tits and face against the slick surface. To reaffirm that I was the one in control I also pushed her arm a fraction higher.

"Okay okay! Please! Just please fuck me harder," she begged, her cheek pressed against the wall.

Gently I trailed my hand up her back, going along her spine until I got to her neck, sliding around and grabbing her shoulder.

"Very well," I said just as my fingers tensed. With great force I pulled down on her shoulder as I thrust hard into her, causing her entire body to jolt.

"Yesss," she said, ending in a hiss. That was about as much time as she got before I removed all brakes and began fucking her for real.

I had really enjoyed fucking her in a slow, almost torturous, manner, but this, I had to admit, was equally good, especially after so much tender teasing. She, too, was enjoying it, a great deal more than my previous attention. Her cries of passion echoed in the very acoustically active room, high enough that I was sure that had someone been listening in it would be quite obvious what was going on.

All the teasing had accomplished one more thing than just bring me pleasure. It had made her incredibly horny. Couple that with the instant, almost jarring change from zero to a hundred and it wasn't surprising that after only a couple of minutes she was screaming out her climax. So much fun keeping up my pace and holding her pinned against the wall, pretty much the only thing keeping her up at that point.

"Oh oh, Oh fuck!" she yelled when her voice became stable enough to be understood again. "Slo- Slow dow-n!"

Letting out a chuckle I didn't slow down even the slightest. "Speed up, slow down, make up your mind," I said.

"Oh god... iss'at... ugh... danfu-ck..." Her voice turned to mush as my rapid pumping sent her right back on the roller coaster, her second orgasm hitting her like a train.

It's incredible, how women can do that, just burst into an orgasm so fast after already having one. I briefly wondered if there was a limit to how many times it could occur, and if there was any negative effects from doing it. There was such a thing as dopamine overdose, only I couldn't recall hearing anything about it happening during a sexual encounter. Interesting stuff, that. The nanobots could certainly induce one.

I let out a quick laugh at my own goofiness. I was in the process of fucking a silver haired goddess silly and for some reason my brain immediately began thinking about the scientific side of it. Damn if all my research hadn't damaged me in some way.

Having my priorities straightened out I renewed my efforts. She was coming down from her second high but I wasn't about to give her a break. I could feel my own imminent release approach like a missile honing in on its target, it being the absolute deepest point I could reach within her.

Target acquired. Locked on. Impact in three, two, one... contact confirmed.

Target eliminated.

And the crowd goes wild.

My own release was intense, much more so than I had expected. It caught me off guard and I accidentally squished her even harder against the wall, my legs turning to temporary jelly and my body falling forward into her.

"Fffuu..." was all she could get out, her chest heaving, pushing me back and forth in time with her breath.

It took me a good minute before my brain reconnected with my body and I was able to move like a human again. As soon as I stepped back and let her go she fell into a heap on the floor.