Page 44 of Dr. Damaged Protector

"Don't move," she repeated, while hypocritically, she started moving under me.

"Okay…move," she instructed.

I pulled back, and when I reentered, her cervix suffered the impact. With the same slow but powerful thrusts, I continued to plow into her. She felt so good.

"Lucas…Lucas more …"

It felt unreal that I would hear someone call my name like that.

"I'm here; I'm always here," I assured her as I went faster and faster into her.

I exposed her breasts and started sucking on them like I hadn't eaten a damn thing that day. Her stiff nipples were trapped between my teeth; their sensation as I used my tongue to flick against them was a sublime experience.

"God…" she groaned as I pulled out to let her catch her breath before putting it back in with her legs resting on my shoulder.

Her pussy continued gushing as I continued to enjoy her body without feeling the need to stop. I felt like I was about to cum.

"It's okay, do it in…I'll handle it…don't just stop no matter what," she instructed.

"Alright then…" I groaned as I started to move faster and faster.

"Oh…fuuuuuck…" she groaned as she tried to control her voice. "Kiss me, Lucas, please."

I leaned in and kissed her, our tongues circling each other like sharks in a pool. Her body tensed up, and she reached her climax, whimpering as her body started to shake, riding the waves of her orgasm. I climaxed as well, flooding her insides with my DNA.

I pulled out, "Let me get you something to wipe."

"No," she said, pulling me into the bed with her, "Just lay down with me for the rest of the night."

I had no complaints whatsoever, so I lay next to her.

"I thought you said we weren't going to do something like this again?" I reminded her.

"This is a special case," she defended.

"Of course it is," I teased, and then, more seriously. I asked, "How are you feeling now?"

"Much better," she responded groggily. I could tell she was about to fall asleep. "Thank you for…helping…"

"It's no problem."

"You're not…like the other guys…"

I didn't say anything.

"You're so kind," she whispered. "You're…good."

That was the last thing she said before I heard her snoring.

"Good night, Olivia."

Chapter twelve

These New Feelings

Lucas

When I woke up, she wasn't there. I sat up in a panic as I remembered what had happened two years ago. Her clothes from the previous day – the nightgown – nothing was to be found on the bed except me. Did she disappear again? Then I heard the sound of the shower. I relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief.

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