Page 72 of Doctor Mile High
“I love your mouth,” I moan, almost closing my eyes when I remember I’m driving, and nothing can happen to Dove. I’d never forgive myself.
She takes me to the back of her throat and she chokes, gagging as she lifts herself off only to suck me down again.
“Fuck!” I shout, palming the back of her head as she begins a rhythm. Up and down, hollowing her cheeks.
I yank into a corner parking spot, deep in the shadows so no one can see us. The moment I shut the engine off, I snag a fistful of her hair and yank her head back.
With her lips wet and swollen, I kiss her, wanting to taste myself on her tongue. Grabbing her hips, I lift her from her seat and onto my lap. Hiking her dress, I ease her down onto my cock, moaning as her wet heat engulfs me.
“Winston.” I love the way she whimpers my name on a broken breath.
“You feel so fucking good,” I groan, rocking her back and forth.
I yank the top of her dress down, freeing her breasts. She grips the lapels of my jacket, holding on to me for dear life as she takes me for a ride.
“That’s it, Dove. Use me. Use me for all your needs.” I press against the headrest, groaning with every drag of her hips.
The car begins to rock, and our gasps become fog against the windows. She presses a hand against the glass, using it for support as she increases her pace. She leans in and I bend down, sucking her nipple into my mouth. I’m careful, though. She needs ease and care. I’ve noticed how much pain she’s been in from breastfeeding. She’s sore.
I kiss each breast, silently thanking her for everything she does for my son.
“I’m already close.” She nibbles my ear, making those fucking sounds that drive me closer to the edge.
I don’t know how the hell I got so lucky with a woman like Dove, but I’m not ever going to let her go.
“Then you better come. Ah, fuck, you feel so good. That’s it, Dove. Just like that. You’re going to make me come if you don’t slow down.”
“I can’t. I can’t slow down. I’m too close. I’m so close.” Her lips find my neck and she places open-mouthed kisses on my neck.
Neither of us can catch our breath. We feel too good. I can’t seem to ever catch my breath when I’m inside her. Our lips finally meet, a kiss that ends up being broken every other second so one of us can moan.
“Winston. Winston.” She begins to chant my name, pressing her forehead against mine when her lips part on a final groan.
She becomes even wetter, her muscles contracting around my cock. In three more strokes, I bury myself as deep as possible, shouting as I fill her like I promised I would.
Every. Fucking. Day.
She collapses onto my chest, gasping.
I kiss the top of her head, wrapping my arms around her, and enjoy having the love I’ve ached for my entire life.
“Well, now all I want to do is nap,” she giggles, then sighs, but it’s a happy exhale, not one weighted down with the worries of the world.
“We can skip the gala and go get food, have a night in that’s just us. That sounds better than this damn gala anyway. Everyone here is fake. Don’t believe anything you hear from these uppity people.”
She presses a hand against my chest and lifts herself off, fixing the top of her dress. I pretend to pout when she readjusts her breasts back into the dress.
“No, we have to go. Even you said it was important and now we’re late because we got sidetracked.”
I drag my finger down the side of her neck, smirking. “I love getting sidetracked with you. We should do it again.”
“Maybe after you’ve done your Warrick duties,” she says, pressing another kiss against my lips. “Like you said, we don’t have to stay, right?” She lifts herself off me and we both moan, and I’m already missing the feeling of being inside her where I belong.
Climbing into the passenger seat again, she snags her panties off the floor and slips them back on while I situate myself as well.
“I need to use the restroom. Let’s go.” She shoves her shoulder against mine.
“Fine, but don’t you dare get out of the car yet. You know the rules.” I step out first, the crotch of my pants damp from her cum, and something about that has me holding my head higher.
