Page 103 of Dr. Intern

“I was wrong?”

Nothing.

“I love you,” I whisper, hoping those three words will do the trick.

Beau’s lips finally curl into a proud grin as he walks to the head of the bed and plants his lips against mine. “Fuck yeah, you do. You wanna come?”

“Yes, please,” I reply, practically salivating. Now that the vibrator isn’t inside of me, I can feel my arousal dripping onto his sheets.

“Listen to those manners. Such a good girl,” he praises, pressing another quick kiss on my lips before he reaches into the nightstand.

Jeez—How many things does he keep in there?

I try to angle my head, but his body is blocking my view. He reaches over me with whatever he grabbed, and all of a sudden I feel air where I didn’t before.

My thong.

He must have cut it off.

“Open,” Beau orders, returning to my side. His thumb runs over my lower lip, and I sigh. Just his simple touch feels incredible after too long without it.“Open your mouth, pretty girl. If you want to come, you’re going to suck on your wet panties while I lick that needy pussy.”

I part my lips as the ruined lace is shoved into my mouth. My body is so overstimulated that the idea of him destroying my expensive lingerie doesn’t even upset me. If anything, I’m thankful to have something muffling my cries as he crawls between my legs.

“You’re drenched,” he hums against my sex. “Don’t hold back for me. Soak my face with your cum.”

Stifled screams collect in my throat as his skilled tongue joins his lips, flicking my clit with insane precision as he sucks hard. I feel myself building again, legs straining at the ties that bind them apart.

The fact that I’m going to come on his face, with no control whatsoever, makes this even hotter. I’m forced to take what he gives me as his hands roam up my legs, one grasping the bottom of the nipple chain, and the other resting gently on my low stomach. The friction of his facial hair against my bare center only adds to the sensation, drawing me closer to ecstasy until I’m teetering on the edge again.

“Give in to me,” he groans against my core, the vibrations of his words shooting shockwaves of heat through my body.

If I could reply, I would tell him that I have no choice but to do just that. I’m not holding anything back. I’m terrified of my release because I’ve never been so tense in my life. A gust of wind could break the dam of my orgasm.

I suck hard on the panties to keep me from making noise as his hand pulls on the clamps. The other presses firmly on my abdomen while his teeth graze my clit, and a roaring release explodes and deafens all of my senses as pleasure flies through me. My body soars, leaving me completely unaware of anything around me, especially the party happening downstairs.

Faintly, I notice the tension in my breasts ease as Beau quickly removes the clamps and circles the bed, untying each of my limbs with practiced ease. If only it had been that easy for me to get out of them . . .

I lie on the bed, feeling exquisitely boneless as Beau places a tender kiss on my forehead. “Ready for the party?”

I offer him a hesitant smile. “If we must.”

Turns out that an earth-shattering orgasm will temporarily alter your ability to perform basic tasks, like standing. Beau helps me dress, holding me upright as my legs regain their strength.

Glancing at myself in the mirror, I’m pleasantly surprised that my hair and makeup is still intact. Thank god for waterproof mascara, or else I would be moonlighting as a clown for tonight’s party entertainment.

As I’m stepping out of the bathroom, Beau’s blazing eyes linger on my body, as if he hasn’t just seen me naked. We didn’t have time to take care of him, and I’m counting down the minutes until our guests leave so that we can go for round two.

“Did you bring me fresh panties?” I ask, suddenly aware of the slick wetness between my thighs.

A devious smirk plays on his lips. “Nope, and you aren’t going to wear any. I want that soaked cunt dripping down your legs all night, reminding you of your lesson.”

Ugh—if I wasn’t already drenched, I am now.

“Fine,” I concede, stepping into my heels as I hold his steady arm. “As long as you promise to teach me another one when everyone leaves tonight.”

Beau chuckles, taking my hand in his as we head for the stairs. “Deal.”

With just an hour left until midnight, we merge back into the party, and no one is the wiser to our nefarious activities in the loft. Beau veers off to find his co-worker, Walker, while I busy myself in the kitchen and replenish the appetizer trays.

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