Page 76 of Doctor I Do

“No,” I snap. Shuffling my knees over the sheets, I grab his pants and boxer briefs and pull them both down. Then he kicks them off. Both of us are now naked. Flicking my gaze up, I see his breathing has grown labored, and it spurs me on.

“You’re enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” he asks.

I hold his gaze as my hand touches his thigh, feeling it twitch. “So much.”

He growls, and I feel it vibrate through me. Moving my hand to his big hard dick, I enjoy the hot and throbbing length in my hand. I break our eye contact to look down to where my hand has moved to the base of him. But I need…

I quickly move between his thick thighs as the words, “Fucking hell,” leave his lips in a strain. “Tahlia.”

But my tongue is already out, and I’m taking his dick into my mouth. Wetting him. Enjoying the taste of his pre-cum on my lips. One hand on his thigh holds me up and the other moves along his thick length. My mouth sucks the tip, and he groans.

“I can’t see you,” he says. His hands rake through my hair to make a ponytail, and he tugs it out of his way.

Peeking up under my lashes, I revel in the way his face is struggling to hold it back. I’ve only ever gone down on one guy before, and I didn’t enjoy it, but here with Alex, I feel sexy and powerful, and I want to do this all the time.

“I want to be able to see you take me deep into your mouth and swallow me.”

My core aches from his words, and I squeeze my thighs together to help, but it doesn’t work. I try to concentrate on the feel of his smooth skin along my tongue and the swell of his dick. I suck harder and faster on his dick, squeezing the base of him. He moans, and his hand in my hair tightens in response. Pinching my scalp, it causes me to moan around him, sending a vibration through him, and a loud groan leaves his chest.

“Eyes up, T. I need to see your eyes as I come down your throat.”

I open my eyes and tilt my head slightly. Our eyes lock. Staring back at me are a pair of blue eyes heavily laced with desire. I can only imagine my lust-filled ones. His hips rock, and I gag. His eyes widen, and a breath rushes out. He liked that, so I try to take more of him, and he thickens. He’s close. I suck a little bit harder and squeeze my hand as he rocks his hips, meeting me with each stroke. I groan at the way he’s enjoying this as much as me. He’s giving me what I want.

“I’m going to come,” he warns.

I mumble my approval around him.

“Fuck,” he calls out as he jerks inside my mouth and cum spills down my throat.

He moans as I swallow him down. My wrists are sore, my jaw is on fire, and my core is aching, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. As I slide my lips off him, his hand drops away from my hair and onto his chest. I sit back on my heels, gasping for air, looking back at him. There’s a sparkle in his eyes, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think he’s wondering what the fuck just happened. I’ve never felt that high, but I want it again already. It’s addictive.

His mouth twists into a smug grin, and he crooks his finger. “Come here.”

A shiver runs up my spine at his demand. I follow. He grabs my head, and I think he’s going to kiss me, but he brings his lips to my ear.

“Now it’s my turn.”

My eyes widen. But I don’t get a chance to think. He sits up and grabs me effortlessly, as if I weigh nothing, and lies me propped up on my pillows.

Leaning down, he whispers in my ear, “I’m starving,” then bites my lobe.

He drops his lips to my collarbone, nipping it with his teeth, and then soothing it with a kiss. My breath catches at the sight of him moving over to one of my breasts. He blows on my sensitive nipple, and I let out a ragged breath.

I’m desperate to squeeze my legs together, but his large frame sits between them. He lays kisses over my chest, and between the gentle caresses, he nips. The push and pull of sensations is an out-of-body experience. I’ve never felt anything like it. Moving to one of my nipples, he sucks it hard into his mouth while his hand squeezes my other full breast. I’m close to begging him to hurry up.

Popping off my nipple, he whispers against my torso, “You’re desperate, aren’t you?” His voice can’t hide the satisfaction.

His warm breath sends my body up in flames and goosebumps erupt.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Good, because I’ve also thought of how sweet you will taste. And just by the smell of you, it’s going to be sweeter than fucking nectar.”

His words are too much. And I’m about to tell him to shut up, but his mouth lowers down to the top of my mound. It's feather-light and teasing, but he doesn’t waste time as he kisses the top of my slit. And when he sneaks his tongue out, touching my clit, my back arches into him.

He chuckles darkly above me. “So fucking ready.”

His hand skims my inner thigh as he pushes my legs wider and drops his head lower. His thick tongue swipes in one long motion, and my eyes roll back into my head as I tip my head back and melt into the bed.

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