Chapter 137: Pleasur and plans(18+)

"Oh?" Zaeryn was curious. Knowing Sage and her wild, adventurous side, he could only guess she’d come up with something new specifically for him. He watched as she reached for the zipper of his uniform and slowly unzipped it, his cock springing out in all its glory and might.She had a grin across her face as she once again got to see him; it was a look that always gave her a thrill of possessive delight. And the best thing was that, she could always have it whenever she wanted. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

She rose from her knees, her eyes never leaving his. "Lie back," she said, her voice a husky purr. She gave him a gentle push, and he sank back into the plush console chair, his head resting against the high back as he watched her, intrigued. This was the same position they were in, before grumpy Cassia her mom walked in and disturbed them.

Sage didn’t kneel again. Instead, she straddled his lap, her knees on either side of his hips, but not to ride him. She leaned forward, her heavy breasts swinging with the motion, their full weight brushing against his chest. "I’ve been wondering," she whispered, her violet eyes dark with mischief, "just how sensitive you are... everywhere else."

She took his thick, throbbing length in her hand, playfully using some of her own slickness from her earlier climax to coat him. Then, she guided him to the deep valley between her breasts. Using her hands, she squeezed them together, enveloping him in soft, warm, and wet flesh.

"Oh," Zaeryn hissed, his head falling back as she began to move, sliding her chest up and down his shaft in a slow, torturous rhythm.

The sensation was incredible, and the fact that her warm boobs were massive made the sensation a dozen times better. It was a tight, wet heat that was completely different from anything he’d felt before. He looked down, watching his cock disappear between the perfect, heavy globes of her breasts.

The sight of her looking down, a focused, almost scientific curiosity mixed with pure lust on her face as she pleasured him, was unbelievably hot.

Sage moaned, a low, guttural sound, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she rode him with her breasts. "You feel so good like this," she panted, her pace quickening, her hands now gripping his shoulders for leverage. "So thick..." Fresh chapters posted on ????????????????????⁂????????????????⁂????????????

Zaeryn’s vision blurred. The friction, the sight of her, the sound of her pleasure, it was too much. His hands came up to cup the same breasts that were pleasuring him, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. With a groan his hips buckled off the chair.

With a final, powerful surge, he erupted, his hot seed painting her boobs and some parts in thick, pearly ropes, some even entered her mouth but she happily accepted it, swallowing with a sensual look. Her tongues moved as she kicked the cum that had gotten on her lips.

He was left spent, panting, and utterly drained, his cock still nestled between the soft flesh of her breasts.

She slowly got off him, watching as his cock softened. "How did you like that?" She asked.

"No complaints," he responded.

Zaeryn watched her boobs covered in his cum, and she smirked, a playful glint in her violet eyes as she leaned forward, letting a few drops of his release slide down her chest. She swiped a finger through the mess, bringing it to her lips with a teasing lick, her gaze locked on his. "I think this tastes better than some coffee I have had the misfortune of trying."

Without waiting for his response she walked away, "I have to clean up."

A door opened on the other side of the lab and she walked inside.

Zaeryn let his head fall back on the seat relaxing.

A few minutes later, Sage returned. She had shed her rumpled dress for leggings and a transparent black blouse, the fabric clinging to her skin, offering glimpses of white lace and toned midriff beneath. Over it all, she wore her silver lab coat.

Zaeryn looked at her as she walked towards him.

"You and Daphne... same vibe." Zaeryn’s smirk widened as the comparison clicked in his head. Although their character were very different, they had something in common. They were both brilliant, workaholic scientists who treated their workplace like a second home, keeping spare clothes in their labs, always prepared for unexpected overtime.

Sage’s eyes brightened. "Daphne Virellith? I really should meet her one day."

"Is that a good idea?" Zaeryn asked. The first time Sage and Daphne met, he didn’t remember seeing them getting along. In fact, it seemed like Sage didn’t like her, since Daphne was advocating for Zaeryn to be locked up as a lab rat.

"Why wouldn’t it be?" She crossed to him, sliding into the console chair and curling against his chest. "I’m not threatened by her, if that’s what you’re worried about. She’s doing incredible work."

Her fingers traced idle patterns on his shirt. "So... now that you have a Vitae Harmonizer, who’s your next target?"

Zaeryn let out a short laugh. "Target? You make it sound like I’m hunting."

"Aren’t you?" Her lips twitched. "Hunting for power, for survival. These women are your path."

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I don’t know. I have some ideas, a few people in mind..... "

"A list? Does that list include Kayla?"

The name hit like ice water. His smile vanished, replaced by a flat stare.

Sage caught it immediately. "Okay. So not Kayla." She said, and then in a quieter voice: "But she should be."

Zaeryn heard what she said. "Sage.... "

"Just listen." She caught his hands, violet eyes locked on his with sudden intensity. "I know you can’t stand her. I know what she’s done. But think past the emotion for a second."

"I am thinking past it. Past her entirely."