To Bed The New World of SwapTech chapter 10 by deleted_user

By 1 a.m., exhaustion won. They migrated to the bedroom.

Lisa stripped Nova’s suit off completely, letting it pool on the floor like liquid night. Naked, her body glowed softly, veins pulsing in slow rhythm with her heartbeat. She slid under the covers and patted the mattress.

Mark hesitated, still in the corset and boots. “I can’t sleep in this.”

“Then take it off,” she said, eyes gleaming. “I won’t bite. Unless you ask.”

He turned his back—pointless modesty—and fumbled with the laces. The corset loosened; his breasts spilled free, heavy and aching. He peeled the leather down slowly, gasping when cool air hit sweat-slick skin and hardened nipples. The boots came next, then the soaked bottoms. Naked, he felt even more exposed—curves he didn’t know how to move, pussy still embarrassingly wet, shadows curling around his ankles like shy pets.

He slipped under the covers beside her. Lisa immediately curled against him, one arm draping over his waist, breasts pressing soft and warm into his back.

“Feel that?” she whispered, lips against his ear. “Your heartbeat’s different. Faster. And you’re so warm down here…”

Her hand drifted lower, not quite touching, just hovering. Mark’s whole body tensed, clit throbbing in protest.

“Lisa…”

“Shh. Sleep. We’ll deal with the rest tomorrow.”

But neither of them slept right away. The room stayed lit by the faint glow of her veins and the occasional flicker of his shadows. Every small movement rubbed skin on skin. Every breath made breasts shift against each other. And somewhere in the quiet, the TVT Remote on the nightstand gave the tiniest, almost inaudible hum.