Psylons 20: Shanghaied in Shanghai.

“Get naked.”

In our last episode Nick introduced May to the Points Club. Today, they’re back on the case, flying to Shanghai to rescue the Instagram influencer and CIA secret agent, Mary Ann Weatherly.

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Nick had May up against the door as soon as they entered their hotel room. His passionate kisses made her body tingle with desire.

To help establish their cover as young entrepreneurs trying to open new markets in China, they’d flown into Pudong International Airport on a commercial jet. The long flight and ride to their hotel room had Nick’s hunger gnawing at him.

The hunger, a side effect of the process that had given Nick psychic powers, required a Psylon to engage in sex regularly and was only fed by an orgasm from their sexual partner. Though they were powerful, most CIA agents preferred not to work with a Psylon. May, on the other hand, relished the experience.

She pushed him back, breaking the kiss. “We’ve got an hour before we have to meet with my contact.” She unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. “Get naked.”

“Yeah.” His breathless acknowledgment was tinged with lust. His gaze swept her form sending a passionate quiver shooting through her core.

He shrugged out of his suitcoat and loosened his tie as May unbuttoned her blouse. They shed clothing as they moved into the room toward the bed.

The detailed expanse of Nick’s chest and abdominals always took her breath away. She never tired of running her fingers along the tempting ridges.

His cock pulsed, hard and ready for action against her belly as she slid into his arms once again. His kiss, ardent and filled with desire, had her toes curling.

And this was part of her job…okay, maybe just a small part of her job…but one she totally enjoyed. Still, she didn’t dare take it for more than it was…just sex. Psylons could never get close to their partners. A romantic relationship could be deadly to someone who requires regular sex. But, with everything else going on in her life, this was all May could handle anyway.

Yet, handle it, she did. She took Nick’s amazing cock in hand and stroked the rigid hardness causing him to groan.

“Don’t make me come too soon,” he warned. It was her orgasms he needed to quell his hunger.

He tumbled them onto the bed ending up on top of her. As he kissed her, he rolled her pebbled nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Bolts of passion shot through her.

He broke the kiss. “That’s it. Give me what I need.”

He trailed butterfly kisses down the side of her neck and across her breasts, then captured a nipple in his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue over the tightened tip. His hand cupped the apex of her thighs, and he slid deft digits along her slickening folds.

He sunk two fingers into her as his thumb caressed her clitoris. May writhed in pleasure. “Oh God, Nick. What you do to me.”

He was in her head, heightening her pleasure center, making every touch more intense.

With a pop, he released her nipple. “Feed me, Seymour.”

His kisses trailed down her torso. Soon his lips replaced his thumb on her clit. Guided by her reactions, his fingers found all the best places to caress inside her.

Her head swam with orgasmic pleasure, growing stronger with each moment until the dam of her resistance burst and she came. Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure rolled through her core, and she surrendered to its passionate call.

As she cried out, he slid up her body to take her in his arms, holding her gently as the quaking within subsided.

“Was that as good for you as it was for me?” she asked, grinning at him.

He sighed. “Probably better.”

She could see relief in his eyes and feel it in the mind touch they shared. Still…

“You’re not done yet.”

Of course he wasn’t. Neither was she, for that matter.

His eyes reflected lust and need. “Whenever you’re ready.”

She took his erect cock in her hand, rubbing the bead of precum into his cock head with her thumb. “Ready and willing.”

He repositioned between her legs and dragged his cock along her slickened folds.

She could feel him once again manipulating her mind, heightening her pleasure. He’d been reluctant to do this at first, but she’d assured him she was good with it.

Good with it? Hell, she was great with it. It made every orgasm so much better.

Her body rippled with pleasure as he slid easily into her. He was so big, he filled her completely. With powerful strokes he began to piston, pushing deeper with each thrust.

Once again, an orgasmic quake began to build within her core. Her fingers dug into the bedding and she gritted her teeth as she strove to handle the turbulent storm of sensations that pummeled her core.

At the same time, her increasing awareness of his internal temperament told her he was approaching the point of no return. She needed to come before he did…or ideally, at the same time. But, romance novels aside, that rarely happened.

Sweat beaded on his brow. “I’m sorry, I’m going to have to — ”

“Do it!” she cried. It was far from unpleasant.

Suddenly, her mind was awash with erotic imagery. Cocks, pussies, breasts…so much skin…so much cum.

The quake erupted within her core, rippling through her body with orgasmic force.

Nick cried out and emptied his seed inside her, pumping stream after stream into her as the room whirled around her.

He collapsed on top of her, breathing hard. “I…I’m sorry.”

It had been so intense. “I’m not complaining.”

There was warmth in his embrace. A tenderness he usually hid.

“We’d better get ready. You can shower first if you want.”

Showered and dressed, May checked her phone for messages. As expected, there was one from Chang, her contact here in Shanghai.

The message was simple:

Meet me here…

With an address of a warehouse down by the seaport. But as she read, a second message popped in:

Come alone.

That didn’t make sense. Chang knew Nick would be with her. Something was up. But this was Shanghai, probably the most technologically advanced city in the world. There were cameras and detectors everywhere. These messages, while encrypted by the best algorithms the United States had available, would eventually be opened and read by someone in the MSS, China’s intelligence agency.

Hopefully, they’d be on a plane home with Mary Ann Weatherly by that point.

May showed Nick the messages. “There’s something not right here.”

Down on the docks, May moved toward the warehouse. Mic check. One. Two, she sent to Nick in a mental message. It was becoming a joke between them.

Nick’s mental sigh made her smile. I hear you.

Their mental connection was a comfort as she moved toward the side door of the looming warehouse. Nick hid behind some crates across the street, ready to come to her if needed. I still don’t detect any minds inside that building. Be careful.

Chang was supposed to meet her here with information on the location of Mary Ann Weatherly. Where could he be?

The door was locked, but that only took a minute to pick.

A stale, sweet scent greeted her as she entered a small reception room with a desk, some chairs, and a couch. On the floor lay a body in a pool of blood. “Chang!”

She knelt to check for a pulse. The body was cold. “Shit!”

Nick, get in here.

Nick didn’t respond and she couldn’t feel him inside her mind anymore.

A soft shuffle from an interior doorway drew her attention.

Nick, you said no one was in here.

Still no response.

Three men with handguns streamed into the room. All pointed their guns at her.

“Miss Li, I presume,” one of them said. “Raise your hands, please.”

May’s in trouble. What happened to Nick? And will they ever locate Mary Ann Weatherly? Find out next week in Psylons 21: Good Cop/Bad Cop.

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