Page 38 of Cocky M.D.
Is she waiting for a declaration from me, and that’s why she’s holding back?My heart skipped a beat, and I tugged on the sheets to remove them from her. “Then text.”
She let out a sigh and nodded, though she continued to hold the sheet over her. “Fair enough. I can let them all know at once this way. Let me snap a picture of my ring.”
She took a photo of her hand then hit Send. I looked over her shoulder as she typed out,I’m marrying my cocky doctor.
I reached under the sheet and squeezed her breast as she put the phone down. “You think I’m cocky?”
She laughed and crossed her arms. “Are you denying it?”
I dove under the sheet to the apex of her thighs. Her skin was intoxicating. “No. I’m just surprised you didn’t write my name.”
She opened her thighs and said, “I’ll tell them all about you once they wake up and call me.”
I wanted her again. I grabbed a condom for later and pushed my finger into her. “Fair enough.”
Her eyes drifted closed as I found her clit to stroke.
“Olivia?”
She let out a sigh as her face pinkened. “Yeah?”
I tugged the sheet she’d been using to the floor, so she lay before me naked and glorious. “I’m choosing you, Olivia, because I want you.”
“I believe that.”
My cock hardened and demanded her attention. I sped up my pace with my finger to ensure she was ready.
She curled her lips higher and said, “You are intoxicating.” She moaned.
“Oh, I think you like this,” I said as her neck and body turned redder. Her nipples were hard like pebbles.
She reached for my dick as she said, “Fine. You win. I surrender.”
“I hope so,” I said and peeled her fingers off me. “I made you some appointments.”
She sucked in her lips and let out little sighs. “Oh, okay. Tell me later.”
I continued to pleasure her with my fingers as I readied myself.
Her eyes rolled back, and she ran her fingers over my abs to urge me on.
She rode my fingers until Little Johnny got into position.
As I moved, she lifted her hips to invite me inside her core, which fit me like a glove.
My balls were tight and ready. I moved my fingers and slid between her open thighs.
She was ready and met my rhythm.Damn.Maybe I was addicted to her, but she was sweeter than honey on my lips.
I pumped deep and fast into her. I needed her like I needed oxygen. Her eyes rolled back. She was expressive and moaning, and I knew she was in the throes of orgasm already.
I couldn’t take it. I drilled her hard and increased my speed. I bashed her mound hard, and she let out sexy little screams.
I knew she wanted it, as she held me and moaned my name. “Johnny.”
Good.I pushed her over the edge. I couldn’t stop. I pounded until I released the pent-up swimmers of mine, which dove into her as I let out a groan. I continued to thrust deep into her until she was overflowing with my seed.
She curled into me after I’d finished. I knew I’d acted like a bastard.
