Page 26 of Dirty Doctor
He nuzzles into my neck. “I can get one. Are you on birth control?”
I nod. “I have an IUD.”
The air is heavy with my insinuation. He groans. “I will use one if you want me to, Langley. The choice is always yours. But if it makes you feel better, I’m checked regularly at the hospital as a part of my job.”
“I’m clean, too,” I mumble, pulling him back down to me. “I want to feel you—all of you.”
He growls, suddenly driving into me and making my head hit the headboard from the force of his thrust.
“Oh, fuck,” he grunts, his voice hoarse.
He pulls out slowly, and I gasp as he uses both hands to pull me back down onto his hard cock.
“Are you okay?” he asks, slowly driving in and out of me.
I nod, unable to speak. I feel so full—so stretched. He’s filling me completely, balls deep, and I whimper as he slams into me.
“Fuck,” I gasp. I feel myself clench around him, enjoying the way he goes all the way in. Enjoying the way my body responds—my peaked, taut nipples brushing against his chest hair. My hands roaming over his smooth back. My lips finding his, feeling his tongue swirling in my mouth as he rocks into me over and over again.
He reaches down and uses the soft pad of his thumb to circle my clit—slowly. Agonizingly slowly. I arch my back underneath him, my breathing getting heavier as I feel my body tensing up for release. Moaning, I move my hips against him.
“I like hearing what you sound like when I fuck you,” he says, his voice low and guttural. “I love knowing it’s me who’s doing it.” My only response is to keep making noises, and he grunts as he pounds into me. The sound of his balls slapping me, the sound of my arousal, permeates the air. He’s towering over me, a determined look on his face.
“Langley,” he purrs, something desperate in the way he says my name. Like he can’t believe we’re doing this. “Come for me. I want to see you come for me.”
My pussy begins to contract around him as the tension builds and builds. He ups his tempo with his thumb, pressing down ever so slightly.
“Fuck,” he cries out. His face is sweaty; I love seeing him work for my pleasure. I love seeing himwantto give me pleasure. Pressing his thumb down harder in a silent command, I feel the first wave of my climax explode through me. “You feel so fucking good,” he adds, driving into me faster. “I’m going to come.”
I feel him harden even more inside of me, and I cry out as my orgasm pulses through me. I roll my hips underneath him as we both gasp for air. I claw at his back, digging into his skin, and he roars. I can feel him filling me, feel his cock throbbing and jumping with every spurt of come.
We're both convulsing as he slows his movements, and then he collapses against me. We both stay there for several seconds, panting loudly.
“How the fuck is this real?” he asks quietly, his voice shaky.
I throw an arm over my face as he rolls to my side. We’re lying next to each other now, and I feel empty all of a sudden. The sweat that was sticking to my skin begins to cool me. Reaching over, he moves and nudges me onto him so that my head is in the crook of his arm. His other hand runs down the sensitive skin of my side, making me shiver against him.
“What are we going to do?” I ask, closing my eyes as goosebumps erupt along my skin.
“Keep doing that,” Luke jokes, and I smile as I nuzzle into him. I love this—smelling him, feeling how warm he is, seeing what I do to him… I could do this forever.
“I’m being serious, Luke,” I say quietly, my voice almost a whisper. “How do we move forward from here?”
Luke is quiet for a minute or two, and at first, I think maybe he’s fallen asleep. But he sighs loudly, pulling me close to him.
“I guess we start by telling our parents,” he answers.
I groan. “Do we have to? Can’t we wait until…” I trail off.
“Until what?” he prompts, and I hear the real question in his voice. “Until this is serious?” I’m quiet, so he must take that as a yes. He turns to face me. “I hate to break this to you, but this is serious for me.”
I swallow. “It’s serious for me too, Luke. But… until today, you were just my stepbrother. It’s going to take me more than one incredible night to get used to the idea of… of us,” I answer.
He nods, reaching out for my arm. “Okay. So, what do you propose?”
“Let’s just have fun while I’m here. And we’ll deal with the real world once we go back to real life.”
Something passes over his face at my words, but he nods. “Yeah. Mom and Dad are in Cabo for the next couple of weeks, anyway. Let’s just… see what happens.”
