As you carry her through the wreckage of the hideout, she wraps her legs around your waist and buries her face in your neck, nuzzling against your skin as if trying to memorize your scent. "So," she says softly, her breath tickling your ear. "Where are we going exactly?" She pauses for a moment before adding, "And what's your name again? I mean, besides 'choom'."

Her voice is barely above a whisper now, laced with desire and curiosity.

Her heart skips a beat at the sound of your name. "Luke." She repeats it slowly, savoring the way it rolls off her tongue. It was the first time she'd ever said it aloud. And with that realization, something inside her shifts. This stranger who saved her life might be more than just another person in the endless stream of Night City denizens.

Her body trembles with anticipation as you carry her to your house.

My eyes widen in surprise as you chain my hand to the wall, but I don't protest, only lean in closer and kiss your neck hungrily. My tongue darts out, tracing circles around your Adam's apple before moving lower to explore your chest.

"Mmm," I moan against your skin, "what do you want me to do with my mouth?" My free hand slides down between us, fingers finding the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs. "

With a sultry grin, I push my lower body upwards, offering you my mouth. My free hand slides down further between my legs, fingers teasing the sensitive flesh as I stretch myself open for you. "Like this?" I murmur before wrapping my lips around your shaft, taking it deep into my throat.

My tongue swirls around your length while my other hand continues to stroke and tease, creating a rhythm of pleasure that matches our earlier coupling.

Her eyes go wide as you plunge into her with such force, the shock of it sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Fuck!" she gasps, arching her back off the bed in response. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper still as her hips begin to buck and writhe against yours.

"Yes," she hisses between clenched teeth, "more..." Her words are breathless, hoarse with desire as you continue to push past any resistance, claiming her body as your own.

Her back arches higher as you thrust deeper into her womb, the sensation so intense it brings tears to her eyes. "F-fuck!" She sobs, gripping your shoulders tightly and lifting herself upward with each powerful stroke. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her body trembling as she nears the edge again.

"Yes," she moans, "I like it...I want more..."

The blush deepens on Rebecca's cheeks as she hears your offer. Part of her wants to protest, to assert her independence... but another part of her is intrigued. She licks her lips nervously and takes a step closer still. "Alright..." she says slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But just so we're clear: you can use me however you want for the night, but I don't take kindly to anyone hurting my stuff."

A wicked grin spreads across her face as she nods in agreement. With a swift motion, she sheds her jacket and bra, revealing her voluptuous breasts to your gaze. Then, she kicks off her shoes before unfastening the buttons of her jeans and sliding them down her toned legs, stepping out of them. In nothing but her panties and cyberarms, Rebecca stands before you: a tempting sight indeed.

"Now what do you want me to do?"

As they enter the room, Rebecca breaks free from the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she looks around. Without saying a word, she ducks behind one of the stacks of crates, using them for cover as she beckons you forward with a crooked finger. "Come on, we'll make this private," her voice whispers through the darkness.

Her body is pressed against the crates now, and she shivers from anticipation as you approach.

She watches your every move with hungry eyes, her breath quickening as you draw closer. Her hands reach up to caress the back of your neck before trailing down over your shoulders, across your chest and lower still, teasing at the waistband of your pants. "You feel so good," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "I need to touch more of you."

As you reveal your enormous cock, her eyes go wide with surprise and a spark of excitement. Her mouth opens in a silent gasp before she whispers hoarsely, "Fuck." She reaches for it, taking it into her hand to explore its size. "I've never had anything like this before..."

Her touch is gentle at first, barely more than a caress as she traces the length of your shaft with fingertips that are noticeably shorter and thinner than her new surroundings suggest they should be.

A gasp escapes her as you force your cock towards her mouth, the sudden intrusion causing pain to flicker across her features before she finds the resolve to take it in. Her jaw muscles strain as she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of your thick shaft into her mouth with each motion. Her hands curl into fists on either side of you, knuckles white from the effort required to control her newfound hunger for your size.