Page 61 of Revival

“Cort,” I warn, flexing my hands at my sides so I don’t grab onto her.

She keeps watching me, saying something in the phone about coverage next week.

“Baby,” I whisper. “I need to fucking come.”

Oh hell. My dick is hard as steel, somehow becoming even harder as she shows no indication of ending her phone call. Thank god for the tile floor. I’m about to blow ropes of cum.

My thrusts become slow and hard, jacking into her hand like it’s her pretty cunt. My muscles turn rigid. A warning.

“Get off the phone.”

My chest heaves with labored breaths.

“Ah, fuck!” I groan.

Cortney pinches the phone between her shoulder and ear, and slaps her hand across my mouth. My eyes widen, then fall shut as she strokes me through a powerful orgasm, spurts of my cum dribbling onto the floor by our feet.

“If you can handle it, I’d love to stay. Yeah. I know it’s not like me, but this has been exactly what I’ve needed.”

Energy leaks out of my limbs. I hold the back of her hand still pressed tightly to my mouth and kiss a trail up her arm.

Palm.Kiss.

Wrist.Kiss.

Elbow.Kiss.

Bicep.Kiss.

She studies me as I go.

“Thank you,” I murmur into her neck.

I don’t even realize she ended the call until both her arms wrap around me. I press a lingering kiss to her forehead.

“How was that?”

“Do you even have to ask?”

“Maybe I just like to hear it.”

“Blew my fucking mind, Kitten. Can’t say I’ve ever had a blow job interrupted by an important phone call, but I loved the creative pivot.”

She grins. “It was fun for me too.”

“Everything okay back home?” I lean around the corner into the bathroom in search of a spare washcloth to wipe up my mess.

“Yeah. Just Bridget checking in with an injured cat that came in last night. She was wondering when I’d be back or if she should look into transferring him to one of our partners.”

“Who’s Bridget?”

“She’s one of my vet techs.”

“It’s a good thing you’ll be back tomorrow then. I’m sure they miss you.”

“Actually… I, um, would you want to stay with me?”

I peer around the corner. Cortney stands a few feet away, fiddling nervously with her cell phone.

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