Page 30 of Burned By the Broken Doctor

“Tell me what you want.” He fingers me faster, pressing his palm against my clit.

My eyelids flutter as I let out another moan. Him. I want him. But I can barely speak any words. I can barely breathe. My body is only focused on rolling my hips, riding his hand. My inner muscles tighten. He’s driving me crazy. I grip his shoulder, trying to hold on.

And then he stops.

“No, Liam!”

“Tell me what you want.” He smiles as he traces a finger across my face and down to my lips.

“You know what I want.”

“I want you to say it.”

His finger descends to my chest, pressing my tits tightly through my clothes. His touch makes me moan. In response, I let my hand travel down his body, grab his erection and squeeze him as hard as I can.

“I want an orgasm, Liam. Give me a fucking orgasm.”

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LIAM

I can no longer resist her.

She cups me right between the legs as I throb, hard and ready for her. “I want you, inside me. Now.”

She drags me close, grinding her wet core all over me, her hands pulling down my pants at the same time. I squeeze her ass, burning with a need for her. As soon as my clothes are down, my bare cock pushes against her stomach. The feel of my naked flesh grazing hers sends a meteor through my brain.

“I fucking want you, Emma.”

“Yes.” She gasps, spreading her legs wide.

I quickly gather her in my arms and rush to my room. I dump her on the bed, her ass bouncing off the mattress. She beams at me, her eyes wide, lips pursed. I quickly rip through the bedside drawer for a condom and hurriedly slip it on. I can’t wait a second longer. I grab my shaft and climb over her, going straight into her waiting, wet opening.

She growls as my girth stretches her open. I ease in slowly, and then her walls grip me, wet, slippery, and totally amazing. I feel like I just fell into the most amazing paradise.

“Oh, fuck. You feel fucking amazing.” I mumble against her ear, pushing slowly in and out of her. One arm wraps around my neck, and the other hand cradles the back of my head. I feel her hips rise with every thrust, pushing closer, meeting me halfway.

It feels like I’m stuck in a vortex of pleasure, and she’s sucking me in, body and soul. This is exhilarating—in a way I’ve never felt before. It feels like the world has completely stopped, and the only thing I can hear is the sound of my shaft sliding through wet, warm heaven and making squishy sounds.

I know she’s coming when she suddenly growls, her hands pulling my hair hard. She wraps around me so tightly, her muscles pulsating around my cock at the speed of a million beats per minute.

I quickly lose control as well. “Fuck, Emma.”

I feel the orgasm rip through me, and my hips buck uncontrollably as I fuck her as hard and fast as I can, and then I feel myself burst into millions of tiny smithereens of pleasure.

We slowly return to earth. I blink as I feel Emma's chest rise and fall against mine, both of us gasping for breath. I can almost smell the stench of our orgasm in the room. The air is filled with the aftermath of our passion, thick and hot. My hands are still gripping her waist, holding her close, almost afraid to let go. Seconds bleed into minutes, the silence thick with unspoken things and only our breaths.

Then the reality of what just happened starts to sink in, and I can feel her tense up.

A tremor runs through Emma. A mix of panic and post-clarity flickering in her eyes. “Oh my God,” she whispers, the words catching in her throat. “What have we done?”

I don’t have an answer, at least not one that will make this any easier. “Emma?”

“Get the hell off me, Liam,” she shrieks, her voice shaking as she pushes away from me, scrambling to sit up. Her hair is tousled, her face flushed, and I can see the panic rising in her eyes.

I reach out, my hand snagging on the sheet tangled around her leg. “Emma, wait!”

She whips back at me, her eyes blazing with a mixture of fear and fury. “Don't touch me! I can't believe I followed you here, Liam. This was a huge mistake!”

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