Page 53 of Finding Mercy

He pulls his scrubs down, and his cock springs free.

“No underwear?”

He smirks, “I figured you were a sure thing.”

“Oh, I am, Dr. Lexington.”

I take his dick in my hand and stroke him while I swirl my tongue around the head. He intakes a sharp breath.

“Oh, baby girl, yes. You’re so good.”

I lick the underside of his cock from base to tip.

I moan, “Dr. Lexington, you taste so good,” as I take him into my mouth.

He groans a deep groan as he slides his hands into my hair.

“Fuck, baby girl. So good. You suck my cock just right.”

I love how he watches me when I give him a blow job. He stares at me with wondrous eyes as if I’m the only woman in the world that could make him feel this way.

“Fuck. Yes.”

He grabs my head and slams into my throat and comes so hard. His muscles in his abdomen quiver, and his eyes close, overcome with pleasure, as he groans through his orgasm.

I sit back on my heels after he removes himself from my mouth and lick my lips.

“Dr. Lexington, you’re delicious.”

He removes his pants quickly.

“Take your skirt off, on the bed on your back.”

“Yes, Doctor.”

I remove my skirt, he grabs me, pulling me against his chest.

He slides his hands into my hair and pulls, forcing my head back. He gazes at me with wild eyes.

“You are so fucking amazing. Absolutely gorgeous. And that dirty mouth of yours…”

He ghosts his lips over mine and swipes his tongue across my lips. Then he kisses me soft and hard, rough and sweet. His tongue seeks the touch of mine like it’s everything he needs. When Liam kisses me, it’s with so much desire that it seems like he could die without my kiss, my touch.

I wrap my arms around his neck, his arms around my waist, running his hands all over my ass, touching, squeezing, moaning. This man drives me wild. He pulls back, and his mouth is on my neck, devouring me.

He stares at me with a hungered gaze.

“Take your shirt off before I rip it from your gorgeous body.”

I do, then step forward, and run my tongue all over his pecs. I take his nipple into my mouth and alternate between licking, sucking and biting. He groans, his breathing heavy.

“On the bed, baby girl. I need to fuck you.”

He walks to the closet, and I know he’s getting things to torture me with. I’m probably about to be tied up. And yes, being tied up, unable to touch Liam, is complete torture.

I was right. He has the spreader bar again. I get on the bed, he walks over to me, and restrains my wrists to the spreader bar.

“Last time I didn’t get to finish this. This time we won’t be interrupted, and baby girl, I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll forget the first time.”

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