Page 43 of Doctor's Demands
Her heart is beating steadily. Her hands move over my back, hovering over each muscle. The way she moans sends our mouths vibrating and makes my cock spring to life, instantly.
Forcing her legs apart with my knee, I ease into her and groan as I find her wet for me already. The girl has to love me, she’s always ready for me!
Releasing her lips, I look at her as I make love to her for the first time since we’ve sealed our relationship. “You’re gorgeous. Don’t you ever ask me to do a damn thing to your face or body, Petra. I want you just the way you are, forever.”
Her grin makes my heart flip. “Even when I begin to get wrinkles, Dr. Cantrell?”
“Even then,” I say, then kiss her sweet lips.
Her body undulates as mine tries to leave hers with each stroke. She wants to be connected at all times. Testing her a bit, I hold her hips down and pull all the way out of her, still kissing her.
The way she groans lets me know she’s not happy with me out of her and when I move back into her, the groan turns into a happy moan and her legs wrap around my waist to stop me from leaving her again.
A smile takes over my lips, and I pull away to look down at her, brushing her hair back and letting myself fall in love with her. Without saying a word, we exchange feelings with just our eyes. Softly, she sweeps her eyes over my face, and I do the same, memorizing each and every little thing about her. The way one eyebrow is slightly arched and the other runs in a solid, smooth line. The way she’s already getting laugh lines at the corners of her mouth.
To me, that means she’s happy most of the time. I like that her face tells me that without knowing a thing else about her. Her pupils are large as she looks into mine. “I love you, Owen.”
It’s amazing how my heart speeds up with her words and my body feels warm. “I love you, Petra.”My mouth hovers over hers, taking in more of the air she breathes out. She intoxicates me with nothing more than her essence.
I’m being easy with her, feeling every little thing about her, and loving the way it all feels. I’m thirty-four-years-old and this is the first time I’ve actually made love to anyone. It boggles my mind a bit.
Her satin-like walls begin to ripple over my cock, and I watch her as she closes her eyes and moans. “Owen …” She unwraps her legs and opens herself up for me.
I pull one of her legs up to move into her even deeper and help her get the most she can get out of her orgasm. My cock slides in, and I can feel more ripples as the orgasm flows through her and she bites her lower lip and fists the sheets as she arches up to me.
The way her body pulls at mine has me going into another state, one where I long to go at her harder. It’s as if she’s silently asking me to make her feel more.
As I’m grinding into her, she growls, and the animal inside of me wakes up. I bite her neck as I thrust harder into her walls that are swelling, holding my cock in a tighter grip. Moving faster, I slam into her, knocking the air from her a little as I suck and bite her neck.
Her nails cut into my back, and she rakes them up and down. It burns in the best way, and I find myself plunging into her with a fierceness. The thought runs through my head that I own her. I still own her body, and now I’ve won her heart.
Growling into her ear, “You are mine in all ways, Petra.”
“I am yours, sir.”
She makes a purring sound, and I bite her neck, making her squeal, then moan, as I suck the place I bit. Her feet move up and down the backs of my legs as her hands run through my hair. And I feel her body starting to go into another orgasm.
I want to feel it much deeper than before and pull out, turning her over and pulling her up on her hands and knees. I pull her hair and slam my cock into her, making her scream, “Fuck me! Show me who I belong to!”
Letting her hair go, I grab her by the waist and yank her back to me, instead of thrusting into her. She moves with my pull, and I love the way she does what I want her to.
Her round ass is so sexy. I pop it one time, making her moan. “You like that?”
“I do,” she growls. “Again, please.”
I smack her ass again and feel her getting even wetter. She does like it. I give her three more, and she leans over, putting her face on the pillow, where she screams with ecstasy.
Pounding my cock into her, I wonder if she’d really like to go into one of the private rooms and get a bit dirty with me. I’ve never done that, but Petra brings out things in me no one ever has before.
Over and over, I stab my cock into her pussy that begins to pulse as she screams even more into the pillow, and I suddenly feel my body releasing, filling hers with my seed.
A seed that I’ve never wanted to see grow, but suddenly feel like I could set my ideas of love aside with her. I could trust her.Even with my children.
Petra
Waking to the sound of the television, I sit up quickly as I hear the name Dr. Owen Cantrell being said by some man. “What’s going on?”
Owen’s pacing tells me more than his words can, as he seems to be speechless. “She … how could she? I … can’t …”
