The moment we were outside, I was pressing her against the cold metal of my Defender, my mouth finding hers in a hungry kiss. I could taste myself on her tongue, a reminder of what she'd just done, and it made me even harder.
"Hotel," I said between kisses, my hands roaming her body. "Now."
She nodded, already moving toward the passenger side. "Lead the way."
The drive to the nearest motel was a blur of streetlights and desperate touches. Lori couldn't keep her hands off me, her fingers tracing the outline of my cock through my jeans as I navigated the dark streets. By the time we reached the motel on the edge of town, I was so hard it was almost painful.
As I pulled into the parking lot, Lori unbuckled her seatbelt. "Keep driving," she said, her voice low and husky. "I'm not done with you yet."
Before I could ask what she meant, she was leaning over the center console, her head disappearing into my lap. I felt her hands on my belt buckle again, and then my cock was freed into the cool night air.
"Lori, what are you—?" I started, but my question was cut off by a groan as she took me into her mouth again.
This time, there was no hesitation, no teasing. She took me deep, her lips wrapping around the base of my cock as her tongue worked its magic. I gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles, trying to focus on the road as she sucked me with an enthusiasm that bordered on desperate.
"Fuck," I breathed, my hips rising to meet her movements. "Just like that..."
She hummed around my cock, the vibrations sending shivers down my spine. One hand gripped my thigh while the other cupped my balls, rolling them gently as she bobbed her head, taking more of me with each downward movement. I could feel myself getting close, the familiar tightening in my balls as my release approached.
"I'm gonna cum," I warned, my voice strained. "Lori, I'm gonna cum..."
She didn't pull away. Instead, she took me deeper, her movements becoming more frantic as she worked to bring me to the edge. With a final, guttural groan, I came, pulsing waves of pleasure as I filled her mouth. She swallowed it all, her lips still wrapped around me as she milked every last drop.
When I was finally spent, she lifted her head, a triumphant smile on her face. "Now," she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "We can go to that hotel."
I parked the Defender in front of the motel office, my hands still shaking from the intensity of my orgasm. "You're incredible," I said, turning to face her.
"And you're not done with me yet," she replied, her eyes dark with renewed desire. "I want you to fuck me all night long."
I didn't need any more encouragement than that. We got a room — the clerk barely looked up from his magazine — and the moment the door was closed behind us, Lori was stripping out of her clothes. I watched, admiring the curve of her ass as she bent to remove her socks, the sway of her breasts as she straightened up. She caught me looking and smiled, a slow, confident smile that made my cock twitch with renewed interest.
"Like what you see?" she asked, striking a pose that was both playful and provocative.
"Very much," I said, closing the distance between us. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her against me for a kiss. This one was slower, more exploratory than our frantic encounters earlier. I took my time, mapping her mouth with my tongue, savoring the taste of her.
My hands roamed her body, reacquainting myself with her curves. I cupped her breasts, feeling their weight, thumbs brushing against her nipples until they hardened into tight peaks. She arched against me, a soft sigh escaping her lips.
"Bed," she whispered against my mouth. "Now."
I lifted her easily, my enhanced strength making her feel weightless as I carried her to the bed. I laid her down gently, taking a moment to just look at her — spread out before me, all smooth skin and willing flesh. She was breathtaking, and I intended to savor every inch of her.
I started at her neck, kissing and nipping my way down to her breasts. I spent time there, lavishing attention on each nipple until she was writhing beneath me, her fingers tangled in my hair. From there, I moved lower, tracing the line of my tongue along her ribs, dipping into her navel, feeling the muscles of her stomach flutter at my touch.
By the time I reached the apex of her thighs, she was already wet again, her pussy glistening with arousal. I parted her folds with my fingers, exposing the sensitive flesh beneath. Her clit was swollen and hard, begging for attention. I didn't make her wait, lowering my head to taste her.
She cried out, her hips rising off the bed as my tongue found her clit. I licked and sucked, alternating between broad strokes and focused attention on that sensitive bundle of nerves. I could feel her approaching orgasm, the tension building in her thighs, the way her movements became more frantic.
"Don't stop," she pleaded, her hands fisted in the sheets. "I'm so close..."
I increased the pressure on her clit, sliding two fingers into her heat to hit that sensitive spot inside. With a final, shuddering gasp, she came, her pussy clamping down on my fingers as waves of pleasure washed over her. I held her through it, lapping at her juices as she rode out the intensity of her orgasm.
Before she could fully recover, I was moving up her body, positioning myself between her thighs. My cock was rock hard again, aching with the need to be inside her. I rubbed the head against her wet folds, teasing us both.
"Ryan," she begged, "please... I need you inside me..."
I entered her slowly this time, savoring the way her body yielded to mine. She was tight, hot, and incredibly wet, her muscles clenching around me as I buried myself to the hilt. We both groaned at the sensation, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
As I began to move inside her, I couldn't help but marvel at the surrealness of the situation. Here I was, in a world that wasn't mine, fucking a woman who looked exactly like Kareena Kapoor — the Bollywood actress I'd fantasized about back in my old world. I'd spent countless nights imagining what it would be like to have her beneath me, her dark hair spread across a pillow as I drove into her again and again. And now, somehow, that fantasy had become reality.
The thought sent a surge of adrenaline through me, and I found myself moving faster, harder. Thanks to the Super Soldier Serum, I had stamina that would put any normal man to shame. I could keep this up for hours, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm before finally finding my own release.
"God, yes," she cried out, her hips rising to meet mine. "Just like that... harder..."
I complied, my movements becoming more forceful, more demanding. I shifted positions, hooking her legs over my shoulders so I could penetrate even deeper. The new angle had her crying out with each thrust, her breasts bouncing with the force of our coupling.
"You're so fucking tight," I groaned, my hands gripping her hips as I drove into her again and again. "So fucking wet for me..."
"Only for you," she gasped, her hands fisted in the sheets. "Only you make me feel like this..."
The words sent another thrill through me. In my old world, Kareena Kapoor had been untouchable, a celebrity I could only admire from afar. But here, in this world, she was mine — a married woman cheating on her husband with a stranger she'd just met, begging for more as I fucked her into the mattress.
I shifted positions again, rolling us over so she was on top. She straddled me, her breasts bouncing as she rode my cock, her head thrown back in ecstasy. I watched her, mesmerized by the sight of her — this woman who looked exactly like the actress I'd fantasized about, now riding my cock with abandon.
"Touch yourself," I commanded, my hands gripping her hips as she moved. "I want to watch you cum again."
She complied, one hand moving between her thighs to rub her clit as she continued to ride me. The sight was incredibly erotic — her fingers moving in tight circles over her swollen clit, her breasts bouncing with each movement, her face flushed with pleasure.
"I'm close," she gasped, her movements becoming more frantic. "So close..."
"Cum for me, Lori," I urged, my hips rising to meet hers. "Cum all over my cock..."
With a final, shuddering gasp, she came, her pussy clamping down on me as waves of pleasure washed over her. I held her through it, feeling her tremble against me as she rode out the intensity of her orgasm.
When she was finally spent, she collapsed against my chest, her body still trembling with aftershocks. "God," she breathed, her face buried in my neck. "I've never... I've never cum like that before..."
"We're not done yet," I said, rolling us over again so I was on top. I was still rock hard, thanks to the Super Soldier Serum, and I intended to make the most of it.
I entered her again, this time with slow, deliberate strokes that had her arching beneath me. I wanted to savor this, to draw it out as long as possible. I changed positions again and again, taking her from behind, then spooning her from the side, each position allowing me to hit different spots inside her, each one bringing her closer to another orgasm.
By the time I finally felt my own release approaching, hours had passed. Lori was a writhing, whimpering mess beneath me, her body slick with sweat, her voice hoarse from crying out my name again and again.
"I'm going to cum," I warned, my voice strained. "Lori, I'm going to cum inside you again..."
"Yes," she cried out, her nails digging into my back. "Cum inside me... I want to feel it..."
With a final, powerful thrust, I buried myself deep inside her as my orgasm hit. I came hard, pulsing waves of pleasure as I filled her with my release. The sensation sent her over the edge again, and she cried out as her pussy clamped down on me, milking every last drop.
We collapsed against each other, both of us breathing heavily, my cock still inside her as we both tried to catch our breath. Finally, I pulled out, watching as my cum dripped down her thighs.
"Wow," she said, turning to face me with a satisfied smile. "I've never... I've never been fucked like that before."
"Me neither," I admitted, pulling her into my arms. "You're incredible."
We lay there for a while, just holding each other as our breathing returned to normal. But even then, I wasn't done with her. Thanks to the Super Soldier Serum, my recovery time was almost nonexistent, and before long, I was hard again, ready for another round.
"Again?" she asked, her eyes widening in disbelief as she felt my cock pressing against her thigh.
"Again," I confirmed, rolling her over onto her stomach. "All night long, just like I promised."
And I meant it. We fucked again and again that night, in every position imaginable, until the sun was peeking through the cheap motel curtains. By the time we finally collapsed, exhausted but satisfied, Lori had lost count of how many times she'd cum, and I had fulfilled every fantasy I'd ever had about the woman who looked exactly like Kareena Kapoor.
As we drifted off to sleep, her head on my chest, I couldn't help but marvel at how perfectly my new life was turning out. I had powers beyond imagination, unlimited resources, and now, a beautiful woman who was completely loyal to me, thanks to the harem system.
[Condition met: consensual encounter. Lori Grimes has been added to your Harem. Loyalty: 100%.]
The notification blinked calmly across my vision like EVE was reporting the weather, utterly unbothered by the fact that I'd just, in the system's own clinical phrasing, acquired a married woman's undying loyalty.