Page 41 of Single Daddy Doctor Dreamy

"I want to touch every part of you," he says, his voice husky.

His fingers trace the lace of my bra, sending shivers of anticipation through my body. With a flick of his thumbs, he releases the clasp, and my bra falls away.

Joel's breath catches as he looks at me. "You're beautiful, Lucy. Absolutely stunning."

I blush at his words, but my desire burns bright. I want to feel his touch, to be consumed by him. "Touch me, Joel. Please."

His hands cup my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples, sending sparks of pleasure through my body. He teases and torments me, his touch both gentle and demanding. I arch into his hands, my breath coming in short gasps as he brings me to the brink of ecstasy.

"You like that, don't you?" he whispers, his hot breath fanning my ear.

"Yes," I moan, as my body trembles. "Don't stop."

Joel chuckles, a deep, sensual sound that sent a wave of heat between my thighs. "I have no intention of stopping, my love."

His hands move lower, tracing the curve of my waist, then sliding down to cup my buttocks, pulling me closer to his hardness. I can feel his erection, straining against his pants, and I want nothing more than to feel him inside me.

"I need you, Joel," I plead, my voice thick with desire.

"And I need you," he growls, his voice raw with passion.

With swift, efficient movements, Joel undresses, revealing his chiseled body. My eyes feast on the sight of his broad shoulders, the defined muscles of his chest, and the trail of dark hair that leads down to his straining erection.

He joins me on the bed, his body covering mine, and I welcome the weight of him. His mouth claims mine in a kiss that is both tender and fierce, conveying the depth of his desire.

My hands roam over his back, feeling the play of muscles beneath his warm skin. I want to explore every inch of him, to brand him with my touch. My fingers trace the ridges of his spine, and I revel in the shudder that ripples through him.

Breaking the kiss, Joel looked down at me, his eyes filled with a fierce possessiveness. "I want to make you feel things you've never felt before."

“Please do," I whisper, my heart pounding.

With that, Joel begins a slow, torturous descent, kissing and licking his way down my body. He pauses at my navel, his tongue teasing the sensitive skin, before continuing his journey south. I squirm beneath him, anticipation coiling tightly within me.

When his mouth finally reaches my core, I gasp, my hips arching off the bed. Joel's tongue teases my folds, circling my clit with slow, deliberate strokes. He takes his time, exploring every inch of my sensitive flesh, driving me wild with pleasure.

"Oh, Joel," I cry out, my hands clutching at the sheets. "I can't... I'm so close..."

He chuckles, the vibrations sending another wave of pleasure through me. "Not yet, my love. I want to taste you when you come."

His tongue delves deeper, his fingers joining in, stroking and circling, pushing me closer to the edge. My body trembles, every nerve ending alive with sensation.

With one final expert flick of his tongue, I shatter, crying out his name as my orgasm consumes me. My body convulses, waves of pleasure rippling through me, and Joel continues to lavish me with his attention, drawing out my climax until I am boneless and sated.

As my breathing slows, Joel kisses his way back up my body, finally settling beside me, his arm possessively around my waist.

"That was..." I struggle to find the words, my mind still hazy with pleasure.

"Amazing," Joel finished for me, his voice satisfied. "And we're not done yet, Lucy. Not by a long shot."

I smile, feeling a sense of contentment and anticipation. I snuggle closer to him, my body still humming with pleasure. "I can't wait to see what else you have in store for me, Joel."

Joel's control snaps at my words. His cock, thick and hard, standing proudly, eager for my touch. He positions himself between my thighs, his knees brushing against my skin.

My eyes widen at the sight of his nakedness, and I reach out to stroke his length, my touch tentative yet eager. "You feel incredible," I breathe, marveling at the velvety smoothness of his shaft.

Joel closes his eyes, savoring the sensation of my hands on his cock. He bites his lip to stifle a groan, wanting to prolong this moment of pure pleasure. "Take your time, angel," he urges, his voice strained. "I want you to enjoy every inch of me."

I smile at his words, my fingers gliding up and down his shaft, exploring the sensitive tip. I love the way he responded to my touch, his body tensing and relaxing with each stroke. I want to give him the same pleasure he just gave me.

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