Page 51 of Starlight Wishes

I took one more swipe with my tongue and slid back up her body, leaving thrashing with frustration.

“You accused me of moving too fast earlier. What do you think about slow, Miss Mitchell?” I smirked.

She brought her knees on either side of my hips and rubbed her core against my swollen shaft. She crossed her legs behind my back, so the tip of my arousal lined up perfectly with her. I let the tip slide in before joining our mouths together one more time. She used her legs to try to force me to continue my movement, but I held back, teasing her. She bit my lip to show her displeasure. Growling, I yielded, pushing into her in one slow, provocative movement only to withdraw just as slow. We both groaned at the movement. I repeated the motion, setting a slow and calculated rhythm. My muscles quaked with the effort to maintain the pattern, but it wasn’t long before my movements became faster and harder. She rocked against me, matching me move for move until I felt the beginnings of release. Our movements became more frenzied until her back arched off the bed and convulsed around me, mindless of the sounds that burst from my lips.

Gritting my teeth, I sat up straight and pulled one of her legs against my chest and continued to pound into her. “One more, baby,” I grunted. I rubbed my thumb over her hyper-sensitive cleft in tandem with my thrusts, and she came once more. As she spasmed around me once again, I roared her name as I climaxed. Lying on my back, I pulled her limp body to lie across my chest. I smoothed her damp hair out of her eyes and smiled down at her. “You’re absolutely beautiful.”

“Wow,” she smiled weakly. “Who knew slow could be so completely exhilarating?” A yawn slipped past her lips.

“Take a nap, sweetheart. I just want to hold you.”

She nodded in agreement, already halfway to an orgasm-induced slumber. “Sweet dreams, kitten. Don’t forget to dream big,” I whispered.

My heart nearly burst at her response. “Only of you, Doc,” she murmured.

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