Their bodies strained together in the mid-day light coming through the window, the simulated sunlight warm on their skin. The bedclothes were rumpled, the sheets having been pulled from the mattress, tangled underneath Beretta as she bit and tugged at them with each of his thrusts. She tried to keep her hips rolling against his in time with his thrusts but the pleasure soon caused her to lose focus, her movements a little clumsy. She focused on squeezing him each time he thrust into her, the impact causing her to moan and tear at the sheets. Her pussy was practically leaking, a little rain of droplets creating a dark stain on the bed.<br/><br/>His hands moved up her body and she loved the feel of his rough, calloused fingers and palms on her skin, her muscles rippling beneath the smooth gray. It's smoothness was only broken by the scars on her joints, down her spine, on her hips and shoulders, where the corporate doctors had cut into her to implant her mods.<br/><br/>She moaned out as he took hold of her tits, using them as handholds as he fucked her, pulling her onto him. She gritted her teeth, pressing her face into the covers as he dragged her toward another orgasm. One hand reached back, strong fingers gripping his ass, applying pressure to urge him to fuck her harder. "Come on. I... won't... break..." she said between thrusts, goading him.