Page 79 of Dr. Aster

“Damn, you’re sexy,” she chuckled.

I smiled as my forehead rested against hers while trying to gather myself and pray that I’d been good enough that she’d want more from me later.

I’d never been insecure after sex, but then again, I never gave a shit about how the other women felt, either.

This was entirely different. There was something more to this.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known,” I said, allowing my dick to slide out of her and lie next to her side. I positioned her to curl on her side so I could wrap my body around her to hold her and kiss along the back of her neck. “This was only the beginning,” I teased my lips against her ear.

“Promise?” she said, running her fingertips over my forearm.

“I’m never letting you go,” I swore, and then I felt restless again, my hand sliding between her legs.

She softly moaned, gently reopening her legs to give me access. At this rate, we’d extend this room for another night and call in sick for work.

I had no idea the driving force behind this, but for the first time in my life, I was enjoying life and loving everything about being with a woman I loved.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Mickie

I woke up from the nap I’d taken after John and I conquered another round of glorious sex, and I knew at this rate, we wouldn’t be making it to work tomorrow if we couldn’t detach long enough to check out of this hotel room.

But I couldn’t move. This felt so safe and comfortable. I was in John’s arms, with his strong hand pulling my ass against his abdomen, and I couldn’t resist rousing him awake as I’d done four other times since we attempted to rest.

I shivered internally, longing for all the sensations I felt with John inside of me. I’d had great sex before—I came out of my shell whenever I was intimate, and John was quickly learning that about me—but sex with this man was off the charts in every way. It was like those hot, steamy sex scenes in movies that make you wish sex was really like that in real life. The stuff where the woman isn’t even touching herself, and the man is just pulling an orgasm out of her with his dick? That was pretty much what was happening to me every time John was inside of me.

“Mmm,” I sighed, feeling my belly swarm with a warmth that reminded me of the sensations I’d been reveling in since we began.

I couldn’t resist rubbing my clit as soon as that energy resurfaced and began throbbing for need and desire. To my greatest delight, John’s lips were on my neck, and his cock started to harden under where it rested against my ass.

“You want more, gorgeous?” he asked.

I swear I had no idea what was happening. It’s like we’d ignited some strange sexual appetite in me that I never knew I had. I lifted my chin to allow his lips more access as he situated himself to retake my body. The heat in my legs told me that I would be dripping wet and ready for him to go another round within seconds, and the electric energy resurging into my pussy told me that this would be as great as every time we’d done this since it all got started a few hours ago.

“I’ve never wanted sex this fucking much,” he stated, his cock lining up and moving into me as if this was something we did all the time.

My eyes rolled back into my head as John’s bicep tightened where I laid on it like a pillow, and I groaned in pleasure and satisfaction when he stiffened and started putting more and more pressure moving in and out of me.

I felt that feeling that I was learning fueled my appetite for John, and I started panting wildly as it began to overcome me again.

“Fuck yes. I want you,” I whined, practically begging him for it harder and faster from behind.

I moved my ass in circles, feeling his length even better as he kept a steady in-and-out rhythm. I’d had plenty of G-spot orgasms in my life, but the orgasms I was having while John came with me were a hundred times more intense. They were otherworldly.

I swear we were connecting on some supernatural level that had us both feeling the same intense pleasure the other was feeling at the same time. This had to have been the reason all of this was happening. I mean, who wouldn’t get addicted to this shit?

I wanted it all to last longer, but it was too hot, intense, and too good to hold back, and guess what? Just like every time before, John was coming with me, and the explosive orgasms we were sharing on some crazy energy levels were igniting things throughout my entire being, making me cry out in pure ecstasy and delight.

“Fuck,” I said, growling the word, my hands twisting into the pillow I’d reached for to brace myself with while I rode out this intense pleasure.

John cursed and growled, proving it was an experience on another crazy level.

I smiled, knowing that I was in sexual heaven. I mean, was there such a thing as finding the only person on the planet who could bring out sexual sensations that you never knew existed? Because that was precisely what had been happening between the two of us since the wee hours of the morning when we jumped on this crazy sex train.

“We’re never going to leave,” John said with a laugh, giving me one last thrust before pulling out and rolling me onto my back. “But we do have to at least come back into the land of the humans and eat something?”

“This is intense,” I said. It was the first words he and I had shared other than fuck, yes, and deeper since we started this.

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