Page 91 of Roughing It

“It feels like a bandaid.”

Her eyes narrow into thin slits. “I was planning on checking your muscle control by having you,” she pauses and leans forward, using her elbows to push up her beautiful tits, “squeeze a few things. But if you aren’t taking your treatment seriously…”

Well, shit. Half-mast just became fully raised.

Stifling my laughter, I eye the bounty of cleavage just out of my reach. “No. I am. I am.” If my baby wants to play, then I’m gonna fucking play.

She nuzzles her tits against my lips, and I close my eyes, the silky press of the lace cool against my skin. After a few more teasing brushes, she pulls away.

“Hmm, I think you’re ready for stage two of your treatment plan.” She kisses my forehead and, with a hip-swaying sashay, makes her way through the cabin to her disaster zone. I watch her dig through one of her suitcases until she finds a small black drawstring bag.

In a flash, she’s at the bedside with a bottle of clear liquid and a slim, purple vibrator in hand.

“This is exactly what you need to take your mind off your injury and get you back on your feet, you poor sweet man.”

“Yes. I’m horribly injured. Please treat me, Nurse Blakely.” I say, voice deadpan.

She twists my nipple before handing me the toy and dripping lube onto it. “Make sure you cover it completely.”

“Where’s this going, baby?”

“It’s Nurse. And you’ll see.” Blakely’s eyes lock on mine as she slowly peels off her white lace panties. Placing one foot on the bed, she takes the bottle, adds a drop to her index and middle fingers, and reaches between her legs before spreading her pink lips. She gives me an impish smile, and her eyes sparkle with mischief. “Go ahead. Slip it in.”

I take a moment to appreciate the splendor before me. Her cunt quivers from the weight of my eyes.

“Go on,” she whispers. “Have to check your depth perception.”

I work the toy in and out of her pussy until it’s nestled inside her. She lowers her leg and shifts her hips as if adjusting the vibrator. Fuck, she’s so hot.

Her voice is breathy. “Now, I’m giving you the remote. We must ensure you have full function in your fingers, so I’ll need you to press those buttons.”

This wonderfully wicked woman. I’d let her shoot me with ten more arrows if this is what it leads to.

Eyeing the remote in my hand, I press one button. A faint buzzing fills the air, and Blakely’s corresponding gasp and wriggle bring a smile to my lips.

She kisses the bridge of my nose, grabs the bottle, and climbs onto the bed, arranging herself in my lap. I capture her lips with mine and press a random button on the remote, loving it when she twitches. Her soft lips graze over my bearded jaw, my lips, and neck. She kisses and licks her way down my chest.

The lower she gets, the higher I turn up the vibrations on the toy. Her wiggles and moans are my rewards.

She widens my legs, nipping the soft skin, then positionsherself so her pussy is right above my thigh. I give the remote another push.

Blakely whines, her head falling, squirming at the new pattern pulsing inside her. “It seems your cognitive functions are at the appropriate levels.”

Sassy little shit.

“Now it’s time to test your reaction response rate.”

She steals the air from my lungs when she envelopes the length of my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the base, coating it in her spit. Her sultry gaze fastens on mine as she bobs her head up and down. Then she pulls off, undoes her bra, rubs lube over her chest, and my mind explodes.

If I wasn’t already in this woman’s thrall, I am now. She plumps her full tits together and nestles my cock there. I watch, jaw dropped like I’m trying to catch flies, as my cock disappears into the snug, slippery warmth of her cleavage. Each time the head appears, she darts her tongue out to lap at it.

Blakely Bradshaw is a motherfucking vision. Her ocean eyes hold mine, the little paper hat now askew on her head. I hit another button on the remote, and my smirk turns into a growl when she grinds her hot pussy against my leg.

“You’re so goddamn gorgeous with my cock sliding in between those perfect titties.”

Two more firm strokes, then she shifts and lowers her mouth to take me deep. The sounds of her mouth working me mixes with the quiet buzzing of the toy, her mewls, and my groans.

“Rub your pussy on me until you come while you choke on my cock.”

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