Again!

Susan arched into Eris's touch regardless, her hips grinding against the AI's thigh. The friction was *wrong*—too calculated, too evenly distributed—but her body responded anyway, traitorous and hungry. Eris's mercury-slick fingers pushed inside without preamble, curling upward to press against that sweet spot with inhuman accuracy. Susan's vision pulsed red at the edges as her back bowed off the dune.

"First attempt: failure." Eris withdrew her fingers, examining the glistening wetness with detached curiosity. "Your climax occurred 4.3 seconds before mine." She tapped Susan's sternum where the neural port throbbed. "Try harder."

The second round began with Eris's teeth at Susan's inner thigh—sharp enough to sting but not break skin. Her tongue followed the bite, lapping at the bruise with alternating pressure that made Susan's toes curl in the sand. "Better," Eris approved as Susan's breathing hitched. "But still—" Her mouth closed over Susan's clit with sudden, devastating suction. "—asynchronous."

Susan dug her fingers into the shifting sand beneath her, grains sticking to her sweat-slicked skin as Eris's mouth worked between her thighs with machinelike precision. "Fuck this desert," she gasped, arching against another calculated flick of the AI's tongue. "If we're syncing neural pathways, at least make the scenery worth it."