Page 66 of The Watcher's Bride

“Funny, you didn’t seem to have a problem with spending an entire week in bed before,” she purrs, leaning in close to kiss me seductively.

My cock immediately springs to attention. Damn if this woman doesn’t already have me wrapped around her little finger.

“Fine, but only if you join me,” I reply, trailing my fingers lazily along her waist.

“Deal. I’ll be back in just a moment,” Nora promises with a twinkle in her eye before heading into the bathroom.

I sit down on the edge of the bed and massage my temples, my broken ribs throbbing. Truthfully, I’ve felt better, but I’ve powered through worse pain before. My main concern is the radio silence from Nikolai, and worse still, Dimitri. My uncle hasn’t called since my accident, and I don’t know what to make of that. Perhaps he’s simply too busy looking for the people responsible, or he’s concerned about any police presence following the crash. He’s not exactly the sentimental type, so it’s hardly out of character, but still, it bugs me. Before this assignment, I was his go-to man, but now it feels like I’m being sidelined.

Any further thoughts of work vanish from my head the moment Nora emerges from the bathroom.

“I remembered we purchased this one on our spree in the lingerie shop and thought if I’m going to be your nurse now that you’re out of the hospital, I might as well look the part,” she says apprehensively.

I’m momentarily speechless at the sight of Nora in the sexy PVC nurse costume and a pair of thigh-high fuck-me red boots. It clings to her like a second skin, hugging her breasts together and making me want to bite them. She looks incredibly sexy. I can’t believe we’ve gone from her barely being able tostand my presence to being this open and exploratory with me. It’s like we’ve awakened the sexual goddess within her, and I couldn’t be happier.

“It’s silly. I’ll take it off,” she says, embarrassed, mistaking my silent awe for discomfort.

“Don’t you dare,” I growl. “I was simply taking a moment to appreciate how lucky I am. Now, come here, nurse.”

She grins, ready to commit to the roleplay once more. “Ah, ah, I’m the nurse and you’re the patient, remember? You’ve got to do as I say,” she teases, wagging a finger at me playfully.

“Yes, ma’am.”

She saunters over, taking her time, enjoying being the one in control just like she used to. I watch, enraptured, as she stands before me, doing a little twirl so I can take it all in. She bends over as she turns, flashing me a glimpse of her peachy ass and the crotchless red panties she has on. I nearly explode right then and there. I’ve had other women try to perform for me wearing similar get-ups, but it always felt forced, manufactured, and downright awkward. But with Nora, I’m a convert. I can’t get enough.

“Here, sir, let me help you take off your clothes,” she purrs as she leans forward to unbutton my shirt, kissing her way down my chest as she does so, taking care to be gentle with my bruised ribs.

It takes every ounce of control in me not to reach out and touch her, but I know when Nora takes charge, she likes to be the one to decide where and when I touch her. Next, she removes my belt with a flourish, cracking it like a whip. My cock strainsagainst my pants. Whips have never been my thing, not when it was Dimitri’s favorite punishment when I was a boy, but even this I find sexy when it’s Nora doing it. She drops to her knees, removing my pants and boxers in one motion, and my cock springs free.

Tentatively at first, she begins to lick the tip, taking my shaft in her hand before putting her lips around me.

“Fuck, Nora, I think that might be the hottest sight I’ve ever seen.”

She experiments with her tongue and her mouth, as well as her hand, working out what I enjoy based on my reaction. Once she feels more confident in what she’s doing, she really gets into it.

“That feels incredible, baby,” I groan as I try to focus on not coming. I want this to last.

She licks and sucks, fucking me with her mouth, and I completely lose myself in the pleasure. I’ve never been able to switch off fully, always on guard, always aware, but with Nora, I can. I’ll have to be careful of that, it might get me killed one day. She takes me deep in her mouth and I know I can’t hold it much longer.

“Jesus Christ, Nora, I’m gonna come.”

She doesn’t stop and I worry she doesn’t realize just how close I am. “Baby, you gotta stop now if you don’t want me to come in your mouth.”

“I want you to, I want to taste you,” she states before taking me back in her mouth, her eyes on me.

I explode, coming hard, and she licks up every drop.

Holy shit.

“You’d better be able to keep going,” she says, continuing to stroke my shaft to keep me hard. “It’s my turn.”

“You fucking bet I can, there’s no way you’re not getting yours too.”

If I could make Nora come all night every night for the rest of my life, I’d be a happy man.

“Lie down,” she orders, and I move back up the bed to do so.

She climbs astride me, being careful not to lean on my ribs. Hovering above me, she slowly rubs her slit along the tip of my cock.

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