Page 80 of Dr. Attending

“I’m here, princess,” I promise, hearing the concern in my voice as I press the safety button on the gag and remove it from her mouth. “I’m here. What’s wrong? Do you need me to stop?”

My chest tightens as I wait for her to respond because I feel like I failed her—I should have been paying closer attention. She only has one way of communicating with me, and if she hadn’t alerted me to a problem by making that sound, I would’ve continued to be swept up in the scene.

Caroline blinks several times as she adjusts to the light. She takes a deep breath before swallowing the pool of saliva in the back of her throat.

“Sorry,” she murmurs, turning her head toward me with a soft smile. “No. I don’t want to stop. I can take the orgasms. I just . . . I just prefer it when you talk me through them.”

“You want to hear me?” I ask, surprised by her admission.

When I decided on a sensory deprivation scene for her punishment, I knew that I was going to use a blindfold and spreader bar to force her to come. I wanted her to be able to turn off her brain and focus on the sensation of pleasure rather than the million things she has going on in her head all of the time. I guess I just never considered that I might be part of that pleasure.

“I need to hear you . . . but I can take it.”

I study her midnight-blue gaze, trying to decide how to move forward. “We’ll do one more. But that’s it, okay?”

She looks exhausted, and I don’t want to push her too far.

“I can—”

“One more, Caroline.”

I hear the change in my tone, but I don’t care. She might not have reached her limit, but I’ve reached mine.

Caroline rolls her eyes, but her smile grows. “You’re kind of hot when you boss me around.”

The corner of my mouth twitches, and I have to bite the inside of my lip to stop a matching smile from sweeping its way across my face. I can’t believe she remembers the exact line I used on her the day she showed up at my house to drive us to the lake. At the time, I thought she wanted nothing to do with me. But hearing it now feels like a reminder of just how far we’ve come. And hopefully, how far we’ll continue to go.

“Yeah?” I ask, leaning in so that I’m hovering above her mouth. “Then you better start listening.”

I inch forward like I’m going to plant a kiss on her lips, but pull back at the last second, making her grunt in frustration as I hop off the side of the bed.

Caroline tries to crane her neck to see what I’m grabbing now that she’s no longer blindfolded, but her attempt is useless—her hips are arched so high because of the pillows beneath her that her field of vision is pretty much limited to my ceiling and walls.

I wrap my hand around the spreader bar, raising it in the air so I can dip beneath it. The metal rests on my shoulders, her feet positioned on either side of my head as I kneel between her legs and reach for the toy inside her. I give it a quick twist, savoring the way she gasps at the sensation.

“I can’t wait for the day you finally explode all over me, princess,” I drawl as I begin to slowly pump the dildo in and out of her, holding the suction cup base right above my erection to simulate fucking her. “You’re going to feel so damn good wrapped around my thick cock, soaking me in your cum.”

My free hand reaches for her clit as I increase my pace, pounding into her with the toy the way that I desperately want to with my cock.

“That’s right,” I grit out as she begins to moan, her steady breathing transforming into needy little pants. “That’s what you want too, isn’t it? You can admit it.”

Caroline lets out a whimper but doesn’t say anything, so I flick her sensitive bud with my fingertip.

“Isn’t it?” I repeat, my tone harsh as I pause to wait for a response.

“Yes,” she cries as I start up again. “God, yes. I want your cock inside of me. Please, Wes. Please give it to me.”

Her desperate pleas make my balls start to draw up as a telling tingle races up my spine. I can tell that I’m about to come in my briefs, but I don’t give a shit—this feels too good to stop now.

I keep pounding the dildo into her, pretending she’s taking my cock while I grab the vibrator and select the second setting.

“Come for me, Caroline,” I grunt as I press the head to her clit. “Come with me, princess.”

And she does.

We do.

Chapter 28

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