In short, I wouldn’t know if it worked or not until we got it in the ward to load it up.

  I pulled out my phone, “I’m transferring the second million now.”

  Georgina said, “A pleasure doing business with you. Do you have any projected needs?”

  “We’ll likely need two more, maybe three, in a week. But I’m not sure yet. Then if the testing goes well for a few months, we’ll place a large order for rollout.”

  Georgina said, “You’re using magic to stabilize the quantum fields and power it, aren’t you?”

  I chuckled, “How’d you guess?”

  She replied, “Harmony found your spell patents, and put two and two together. Good luck, I hope it works and to hear from you soon.”

  “You’ll be the second to know.”

  She smiled, and then stood up. We did as well, and she escorted us out. Once we were outside, I took us home, right outside the warding room which I’d set up in the basement. I squeezed Lianne’s hand as we stepped inside, and I put the prototype on the table as we sat down. The room was about twenty by twenty feet, with a conference table in the middle of it where the main ward was, as well as several data drives the magic would clone and transfer to each computer. There were also a number of rows of metal shelves, and at the moment I was estimating we could do about ten thousand of them every five minutes. Which was a little over eight hours for a million of them.

  Lianne said in a breathily strained tone, “Five minutes is long enough to do a lot of things, sir.”

  I smiled, “Go ahead, baby.”

  She giggle-blushed, then slid off the seat and under the table. Her hands opened up my pants and fished me out, then she bit her lip sexily and looked up into my eyes before taking it in her mouth. Her eyes glazed over with devotion and enjoyment, and she gave off a needy little moan of enjoyment as she sucked it into her hot talented mouth. Her wicked need to suck me off was totally situational, and it related to her manic lust which had obviously been triggered by something, but that didn’t make it any less of a thrill to see the adoring devotion and wicked wanton lust in her eyes to get me off and taste my cum.

  The pleasure of her full lips sliding up and down my length, and her hand working my base, was exquisitely mind-addling. Her hot tongue, vibrating moans, and tight cock-sucking lips drove me crazy, as she swirled the tip, licked the bottom of my sensitive ridge, and slathered my pole only to do it all again as she reached the apex of her sensual and fast bobbing head.

  Her exotically beautiful eastern face was twisted in contentment and eagerness both, and a delighted sensual pleasure at working for my pleasure so hard, was just as mind-blowing as the first shock and awe blow job that she’d given me in her kitchen.

  “You spoil me, baby, so good with your lips wrapped around my cock.”

  She moaned deeply as she worked me even harder, as if my dubious praise turned her on further. She was using her shock and awe techniques, that were guaranteed to make me cum in less than a minute, much less five of them. The raw pleasure of her hand and mouth on me was enough, but just as exciting and impactful on my pleasure and control was that look in her eyes.

  The lustful wanton thrill and wicked devotion in her eyes to suck my cock, as well as the warmth and surrender to me and in serving me, it was extremely heady and I was so turned on in the midst of the powerful surges of physical pleasure as she made it so good for me, that I was racing headlong to the end.

  She moaned wantonly in anticipation, begging me for it with her eyes, as she felt my cock surge and twitch hard in her hand and mouth, and my balls tightened as I grunted.

  “Lianne,” I said her name like a prayer, then I roared my pleasure in a loud grunting moan, as I stared deeply into her eyes as the potent release took me, and I filled her eager mouth with the bounty of my pleasure.

  She took her time, working me to extend my pleasure, and then to make sure she got it all, before her head popped off with a dreamy and satisfied expression. She hadn’t cum, but it looked like she’d had a transcendent experience.

  I pulled her up into a kiss, then gripped her legs, pushed her skirt up, pulled her panties down, and then pushed her back onto the table.

  She put her arms behind her, as I dove between her legs.

  “Won’t the computer be ready soon.”

  My eyes told her I was just as happy to be on my knees, while I worked her hard, “A man has his priorities, and you’ll always be at the top, baby. The testing can wait another ten minutes. What flipped your crazy switch?”

  I went back to eating her out ravenously, while I teased one of my moistened fingers into her tight little ass. There’d been more than enough lubrication on her folds for that purpose.

  She giggled, then said breathily, her panting growing shallower with every word, “Goddess, who spoils who? When you looked so dismissive of my fears, so confident and sure as you told me you’d never tire of being with me, of fucking me, of needing to touch me. And then you said yes anyway, to calm my fears among other reasons. I’ve been mouthwatering for your cock ever since.”

  Okay, I could see that from her perspective.

  She ran her hands through my hair, letting out sweet breathy gasps and moans of pleasure. I had to pin her down again, wrap my arms around her outer thighs and grip her ass cheeks, to hold her still, then I shoved that finger back home which made her buck and squirm.

  “Yes, eat my pussy, and finger fuck my naughty ass. Gods, you’re so good at it, almost as good as your fat cock.”

  It was my turn to moan in wanton agreement, and to double my efforts to bring her to pleasure. It was much easier to understand that need from my direction, but it always shocked me and turned me on when they did it for me. There was very little more thrilling and intense than looking up into a woman’s eyes while she trembled on my tongue.

  I worked her sensitive folds and passage with my tongue, ignoring her clit save for secondary stimulation through her fat delicious folds until her panting and writhing was wild and on the edge. That’s the moment I popped a second finger into her ass and churned, while I sucked in her clit and started to swirl it with my tongue.

  Her hot and sharp gasp, followed by her keening, gasping, and panting my name in the midst of her orgasmic ecstasy was hot as hell, as was licking up my reward as I worked her through it, made it better for her as her eyes glazed over with addled-pleasure, and her face turned into a study of pleasure.

  As she started to come down, I stood up and shoved my recovered cock into her still clenching and quivering sex, forcing her open and making her howl, as I reached forward to lightly pinch and roll her nipples, and gently squeeze her breasts. She needed light breast play, which worked for light touch above and ravishing and punishing below, as I slammed into her hot lithe body like an animal. The silken friction was mind-blowing, and her writhing and grasping pussy milking me sinfully overwhelming, scrambling my mind and my senses.

  She gasped out breathily, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me so good, so good, yes, yes, harder. Drill me harder, Liam. Oh goddess Liam, please never stop, never stop taking me like this, never stop fucking me and taking your pleasure in me. I need it, oh goddess so good. Yes, yes, fuck yes, ohmygod yes!”

  Once I’d gotten her to cum, she always came easily and often for me after that, and her writhing and potently clenching and milking pussy was pure heavenly bliss on my sensitive length as I drilled her hard throughout her ecstasy. So delightful snug and taut around my plowing cock, only her liquid ecstasy easing the way for me and all satiny delight sliding over my skin each time I penetrated deep into her hot flesh.

  “So sexy, baby. Cumming for me.”

  I pounded her through two more howling orgasms, before once again taking my own pleasure, and filling her center with powerful ropes of cum while being swept away in a tide of pleasure that couldn’t be denied.

  She moaned in decadent enjoyment, as I sat back in the chair, taking her with me and she wound up straddling me, our bodies still connected down below as we kissed languidly.

  “That was incredible, Liam. I was content with your pleasure.”

  I smiled, “But I needed yours.”

  She giggled, making her pussy ripple around my flagging cock, “I’m not complaining, ever.”

  “Me neither, I love you all needy and sexy, Lianne.”

  She blushed, “I am needy. Clingy, and crazy.”

  I pulled her against me tighter, and kissed her languidly, “You’re perfect.”

  She snorted.

  I laughed, “Your flaws make you perfect, I wouldn’t have you any other way. But I know you’ll worry no matter what I say, maybe by twenty-one-sixty you’ll take my word for it.”

  She smiled, “We’ll see.”

  She got up and straightened her skirt, and she pulled down her shirt and closed her jacket back up. Then she got on her knees to clean me up and pack me away.

  I pulled her back down onto my lap, and she snuggled in as I grabbed the computer off the table, and I shook it out of the bag onto my palm. It prompted me in an augmented reality window to put it near my clavicle, and when I did it sunk into my body.

  A illusion keyboard with tactile feedback appeared on the table, as did a large monitor. It prompted me for the usual things, language, country, name, username and login, wireless network connection. Then it asked me if I wanted a custom or automatic setup.

  I chose automatic. It did a lot of things then, using the magic to read my mind and preferences on everything. It found and connected to my phone, it found my credit cards and set them up for e-pay services, because I wanted to set that up. If a person didn’t, it wouldn’t. Same for the mansion’s security system and electronic locks.

  Lastly it set up all the A.I. preferences, which was fully immersive for me. It was a little worrying using automatic for that, I mean what guy wasn’t shallow on occasion? I had no idea what it would choose, but I relaxed a little as the figure came into view and blinked at me cutely. Then she smiled and spun for me with a teasing lilt in her smile.

  She was five foot four, and in perfect proportion, an hourglass body at that height with B cups and a tight rounded ass. Not lithe, lush, or athletic, but perfectly in the center of all three. Her face had a pixie beauty, thin face with generous lips verging on full. She had light buttery golden-brown skin, dark freckles on her nose, and soft cheekbones.

  The only unlikely part was her bright white hair, like the color of snow in bright sunlight, or a fluffy cloud on a sunny day, and her eyes were golden and silver rings around her dark pupils, then the white of her eyes. She was dressed in a red robe dress that clung in alluring ways but was quite conservative, giving her a hint of sex appeal, with white open toed strappy sandals on her feet. That’s also when I looked back up, to note both her fingernails and toenails were painted red as well. Her face was unadorned by makeup, but she had natural dark pink lips.

  Her voice was both perky and a bit teasing. Well, I obviously loved woman who had a lot of energy and were challenging, so I wasn’t all that surprised by her exuberant and slightly mischievous tone. Almost flirtatious, even.

  “Does this meet with your approval, or would you like to try the manual settings?”

  “You’re just fine that way.”

  She smiled girlishly, like I’d just given her an amazing compliment, “Naming me will set your preferences.”

  My mind went blank for a second, but then the bright white hair prompted me.

  “Misty.”

  Her smile widened, as if she approved, “Thank you, sir.”

  I took a moment to open up the preferences on the illusory interface, just to see everything it’d set up, and if it seemed right. Which it did, but it took a while to get through it all. There were a lot of options.

  I turned to Lianne when I was finished, “Well, it worked. I’ll be testing it for the next week…” I trailed off at Misty’s pout, and said, “I’ll be testing her for the next week,” Misty bounced on her toes and smiled, and I shook my head, “all the different functions and abilities, as well as normal surfing, e-mail, documents, tasks, all of that. So far so good.

  “Misty, I’d also like you to access the business plans and database through my user account. Run queries. I’d be curious what you might come up with, as far as suggestions, to see what you’re capable of.”

  She replied cheerily, “At once, sir,” in a playful way.

  I reminded myself it was all software, and my preferences in a woman, that was driving that cheeky exuberance.

  Lianne asked, “No problems?”

  “I don’t think so. The illusion spells in my eyes are working perfectly, as are the tactile feedback ones. Misty?”

  Misty replied, “All diagnostic checks are green. I did have to rewrite several modules during setup to interface with the requested electronics, and with your permission can update the master file.”

  “How many is several?”

  She replied, “Twenty-seven, sir.”

  “Go ahead and update the master files.”

  She beamed, “Done. I also have several suggestions.”

  I raised an eyebrow, “Already? Okay?”

  She said, “I should record all interactions with council members, whether or not they are antipathic in nature or not. I have no further conclusions you haven’t already reached for that aspect of your responsibilities. For the business…”

  Lianne interrupted, no doubt on accident, “It’s really weird hearing one half of a conversation.”

  “Misty, make sure she can hear you, when we’re conversing with her in the room, Cerise too. For announcements of tasks or appointments, things like that, continue using a private mode.”

  Leanne looked surprised when Misty started talking again.

  “Done. For the business I’d suggest offering more robust software capability and server options. If I had the right modules for instance, I could host a website, balance the books, track stock, file and pay taxes, payroll, research and forecast sales and marketing strategies. I can already do all of that for your personal finances and home, so helping entrepreneurs with small businesses would be easy enough.”

  Lianne giggled, “She sounds cheeky and adorable.”

  I winked, “You know I love my women with lots of energy and a little crazy.”

  Lianne snickered, “True.”

  Misty smirked and winked.

  I said, “That sounds like a good idea, and easily done with added software modules or apps, so add it to the plans and inform Cerise of the new option. Also figure out what all that will cost per unit, and then adjust the sale accordingly including profit margin. We’ll sell personal and business models.”

  Misty replied, “Yes, sir.”

  Alright, I’d get to that testing in day-to-day use, but there were other things to do.

  “Misty, text Natasha and see if she’ll meet us for coffee, around two? Do the same with Freda and Bruce, for two-thirty and three, respectively. Javas in Chicago, but those are eastern times.”

  Lianne asked, “What’s the plan?”

  I grinned, “Just some suggestions for gaps that could be closed in their bailiwicks. Well, for Natasha and Bruce. For Freda it’s just a heads up, Germany needs to get reigned in, or at least one small part of their government does.”

  Lianne made a face, “They’ll love that.”

  I laughed, “I know, it’s going to be a lot of fun pushing their buttons.”

  Misty said, “All three confirmed and I’ve updated your calendar, sir.”

  “Thanks, Misty.”

  Misty bounced on her toes and beamed, “My pleasure, sir.”

  “A little music, background volume, set up a playlist with my music preferences.”

  Misty just winked to acknowledge the order, and music started to play.

  I had her pause and restart it with a thought command alone, as well as bring up documents and close them. It all seemed to be working as expected. I also made a test phone call, channel surfed on a virtual television, set up a navigation path, and had her sum up my financial situation. There were a few problems that first day, twenty-seven of them, but she’d figured it out on her own and fixed it during setup, which was pretty awesome.

  All in all, it seemed like a complete success. I wasn’t entirely surprised, I’d planned well, worked hard, and I’d double checked, and then had triple checked everything. Still, without the advanced A.I. on the job, I’d still made twenty-seven errors, and that sounded about right given the complexity of the entire system. Point being, it almost seemed too easy. I’d expected problems, all new systems in IT had them, but it was the A.I.’s adaptability to fix things on the fly and be creative that made it so.

  Of course, there was still time for problems to develop, so I wasn’t counting my chickens just yet.

  In a week I’d get more implants for the ladies, and then we’d test it for a few months. Make sure it was all stable over time before rolling it out.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lianne and I sat in the corner of Java’s sipping our coffee. We’d gotten there a few minutes early, and at the moment she was caressing my leg and I had my left hand on her leg as well. She was amazing to me, always pouring off that warm generous energy. It was no wonder she got a little manic on occasion, she threw herself into everything fearlessly despite her past, and I could never get enough of her hands on me.

  Misty was off to the side, leaning against the wall casually while playing absently with her hair, twirling it with her fingers. She was adorable, and she was also standing in the least likely place anyone else would want to stand, to avoid people walking through her so it wouldn’t break the illusion of her presence. Her avatar looked to the front door as it opened, and Gary came through with Natasha behind him.

  I wasn’t surprised her mate had insisted on accompanying her though, nor was I overly concerned. He was there to protect her, and maybe be a dick, but not to start a fight. Of course, if I was wrong, I was in for a world of hurt.