Page 5 of Mountain Dr.'s Sweet Thing

“Good girl.” Oh My God, is this man for real? “Let’s take a look at your breasts now, okay, honey? Don’t be shy. It’s just a check-up.”

His fingers graze my sensitive sides, and I giggle.

He turns his attention back to me, his eyes growing darker, the look in them instantly sobering me, making me squeeze my legs together, rubbing my thighs.

“You are so fucking gorgeous, Ashley. Your breasts. Fuck, you are beautiful.”

His eyes go from my boobs to my face, like he’s asking permission. He looks nothing like the Jackson I know. The Jackson I’m used to. Calm, quiet, stoic, emotionless. His eyes are burning, his hands trembling.

I breathe out, “do it.” And Jackson lets out a long, shuddered breath, shakily removing the gloves and cups my breasts through the lace of my bra.

“So full and round. You’ve never been more lovely.” He’s staring at me, his gaze going from my eyes to my lips and down to my chest. Then he cups my tits with his hands, squeezing gently. I moan loudly, my pussy contracting. My head falls back, my entire body trembling.

“Yes, that’s it, baby. I got you. You can let go. Let me help you feel better, honey. You know you can trust me.” He licks his perfectly sculpted lips, looking like a man famished, thirsty…

His words, his touch, the look on his face… They’re undoing me.

Jackson pulls my shirt up over my head, his breath hitching when he sees me in just my bra. “Fuck, baby girl. You are the most beautiful woman in the world.”

His big hands are cupping and massaging my breasts, pulling at the clasp of my bra until the cups come loose, setting my heavy boobs free. I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows,then his eyes fall to my bare chest for long, deliciously torturous seconds, before coming back to meet mine.

“I will worship your body every day for the rest of my life. I’ll give you everything you want, anything you need, baby. Make you mine. My beautiful wife.” Jackson’s eyes darken, a low, sexy growl rumbling through his broad chest.

I’m speechless, mesmerized by his intensity, and the words dropping out of his tempting mouth.

“I knew something was going on with your tits, honey. They got so big, and round, and plump. Your nipples were constantly erect. I noticed and wanted to jump over the bar and devour you. Fucking suck on your tits. Didn’t care if everyone saw, heard your moans and the wet, slurping sounds I would make.”

My lips part on an involuntary moan. What is happening? Who’s this man and what has he done with my taciturn mountain doctor?!

“Fuck, baby girl, I need to taste you.” He lowers his head to my chest and wraps his lips around my left nipple, sucking.

My pussy spasms, contracting, and my clit throbs, pulsing, making me moan louder. I can’t believe this is happening. His tongue, his lips, his mouth… the sensations are incredible! And I feel the milk spraying from my nipple, my engorged breast finally getting some relief. It’s a mix of sharp pleasure, bordering on pain, and something more, deeper, primal, baser.

“Oh, God,” Jax mumbles around my nipple. “Fuck, honey… you are the most beautiful, delectable woman. You were fucking made for me. Do you know how many nights I jacked off thinking of you? Wishing I could be the man who could love and wreck you. My beautiful girl.”

He sucks hard, slurping on my flesh, the liquid my body produces. For him. Just for him.

“Let me show you, Ash. Please, honey. I know I don’t deserve you, and you can kick my ass later, but please let me show you.Let me taste you more. Let me make you come. Then we’ll talk. Okay, sweet girl? We’ll sort everything out. You can go or stay. You can choose to be mine. Just, please, Ashley…”

I nod frenetically, my body thrumming. “Yes, please!”

Jackson pulls back a little, looking straight into my eyes.

“You’ll stay?” His voice is unrecognizable, his hair mussed from my fingers, the collar of his shirt sideways, his eyes wild and scary. Fucking beautiful.

And despite how sudden, how scary this all feels, I know I’ll never walk away. This man will never let me. And I know I don’t want to.

I nod again, and his face lights up. His smile is blinding.

“That’s my girl.”

He bends his head and licks a wet stripe from the center of my chest up to the hollow of my throat, then kisses his way back down.

“Your tits are so fucking sweet, Ash. Filled with the best fucking nectar. Fuck, baby, your nipples. God. You have the most perfect breasts in the world. So full and round. So heavy. Fucking perfect for my big hands. Your entire body is perfect, baby. And your pussy is going to be the best.”

Jackson takes his time, licking, sucking, and nipping at my breasts some more. His entire lower face covered in my milk. He’s groaning and growling, the sounds making me shiver and moan.

Then he finally moves his huge hands from my boobs down to my jeans and opens the button.

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