Page 19 of Doctor's Demands
My cock stirs with her confession. This isn’t supposed to be about her, but I can’t stop wanting it to be all about her. Kneeling in front of her, I lean in and kiss her sweet pussy lips. She gasps and I love the way it sounds.
“Petra, I know I said I wanted no moaning or noises, but the fact is you make great noises, so go ahead and make any that you want to, okay?”
“Oh, yes, sir,” she says as she drops her head back. “And if I may say so, your lips on me feel better than any ever have. And I mean that. I’m not just saying it.”
A smile creeps over my face and I kiss her intimately again. Running my tongue through her deep folds, I suck on her lips. Her moan fills me with a raw hunger for her.
Gripping her by the hips, I kiss her harder, licking her over and over, occasionally tapping the tip of my tongue to her ever-swelling clit. The heat that’s coming off her is remarkable. My cock is pulsing with anticipation of feeling her.
Pulling the hood up to let her clit free, I see it’s fully erect and place my lips on it, moving them up and down it as she groans with pleasure, “Yes!”
The guttural sounds she makes turns me on and when she cums, her moan is musical. I taste her sweet saltiness, then stand up, ready to let my cock feel her.
“You taste excellent, Petra.” I kiss her, sharing what she gave me.
Our tongues twist as she tastes herself on mine. My heart pounds as we kiss. The way her mouth conforms to mine is amazing and I have to have her in a different way than I planned to.
Releasing her mouth, I get the keys to the cuffs and unlock then, freeing her to move. I pick her up by the waist and move her up higher on the bed. Normally, I don’t want much skin to skin contact, but I want to feel every part of her on my body.
Moving my hands all over her, I take in the way she feels, then I get onto the bed and move my body over hers. Her chest is heaving with excitement. “Do you want me inside of you, Petra?”
“Yes, please!”
She spreads her legs for me and I slip between them, pushing my cock into her pulsing pussy and groaning with how fucking good it feels. “Fuck …”
“Oh, yeah,” she moans. “God, you feel good inside me.”
Moving with deep thrusts, I take her as I kiss her sweet lips. Our bodies move like one as she arches up to me when I try to leave her. My cock is deep inside of her and she loves it.
“I could fuck you forever, Petra,” I whisper in her ear, then kiss her neck. “You feel so fucking good.”
Her shoulders move as she struggles with the monoglove that has her arms pinned under her. I realize she’s uncomfortable. Moving quickly, I roll us over, leaving her on top of me. She rides my cock for all she’s worth.
I hold her by the waist and lift her, making her go the speed I want. Before I know it, my body is shaking and I’m groaning as I fill her up with my hot cum. She moans and I watch as her body shakes as she cums all over my cock.
I’m shocked at the intensity of it all. I’ve never felt so much before. I’m shaken by it and hurry to get her off me. I need to leave. I have to get the fuck out of here!
Putting her down in a sitting position on the bed, I get up and go to the shower, leaving her there. “Sir? Are you mad? Did I do something wrong?”
“No,” I say, then go get in the shower.
The warm water flows over my agitated head. I gave her more than I ever intended.What the fuck is wrong with me?
I’ll go away for a few days and get myself under control. So, what if she’s a great looking female? So, what if she feels so damn good?
I’m not here to do anything more than get my little fetish taken care of—fucking a woman with no contact other than dick to pussy. No talking. No touching. And I’ve broken all of my own rules!
Drying off, I go back to the bedroom to get dressed and leave before I do what I really want to, which is to crawl into bed with the woman and snuggle the night away, then wake up and get some more of that mind-blowing pussy she has going on.
She’s just where I left her, sitting there with her arms behind her back and the blindfold on. “Sir, are you okay?”
“Yeah,” I say, with a sharper tone than I meant to have. It’s not her fault I’m letting her get to me. “Sorry. I’m fine. I just need to get out of here. You can get settled in and I’ll come back when I need to knock off a piece. That’s what you’re here for. Nothing more than that. Got it?”
“Yes, sir.” She slumps and I feel bad for what I’ve said. “I just thought that went really well. I thought you might wanna stay for a while. Do it some more. It was really good. Don’t you think it was spectacular? I sure did. And I was scared as hell that it would be awful. It was such a pleasant surprise and I’m already looking forward to being with you all summer. I got lucky when you won me, sir.”
I stop trying to pull my pants on as I look at her and find my heart swelling. “Thank you, Petra. That’s nice of you to say. And I thought it was spectacular too. I did. It’s just that I didn’t get you for that. I got you to get a particular fetish out of my system. And I didn’t use you the way I needed to for that to happen.”
“I’m sorry for going off subject, sir. But your voice is so familiar that my brain won’t stop asking me to ask you a question. You see, I saw a man earlier today that I think was you. Did you and I see each other today, sir?”
