Page 118 of My Heart's Doctor
William slowly got up from his chair and approached me without taking his intense gaze from mine. I didn’t back down and tried to keep my eyes on his with a serene expression, but I must admit that maintaining that gaze wasn’t for beginners like me.
“I don’t like you going out alone,” he said, standing in front of me with a sulky expression.
“What? What century are you living in?”
“That’s not very flattering. I’m simply taking care of you, and I repeat, I don’t like you going out alone.”
“You’re prehistoric. You’re behaving like a caveman,” I said, looking at him with a furrowed brow.
“Guilty as charged,” he replied, then bent down and grabbed me by the thighs before hoisting me onto his shoulders.
“What are you doing?! Put me down, William!” I exclaimed, surprised by his outburst, while giving him a smack on his behind and unable to suppress a smile.
“I’m behaving like a caveman,” he said, and then he was the one who gave me a smack on my behind.
“William, put me down. I’m serious.”
But he didn’t. He left his office, crossed the hallway, and entered his bedroom.
“I’ll put you down when I see our bed.”
Our bed? Hearing that made my heart beat even faster.
He kept his promise and, as soon as he was in front of the bed, he tossed me from his shoulder onto the mattress.
“Have you gone crazy?!” I exclaimed, unable to hold back my laughter.
“I’m a caveman,” he said, placing one knee on the mattress and leaning toward me.
He kissed me. And everything else vanished. With extreme delicacy, he got rid of my shorts, my blouse, and my underwear, and then all of his clothes. He returned to my lips and took possession of my mouth, exploring it with authentic frenzy. Then he held both my hands above my head and moved his lips down my body to continue delighting in my breasts. I couldn’t stay still or stop moaning. After a few minutes, he began to move lower. I trembled as his sensual journey passed over my stomach and continued downward, driving me crazy with anticipation. When he reached my sex, he raised his face.
“Look at me, ‘Sweet’,” he demanded, and I made a great effort to open my eyes and do as he asked. “Now you’re going to experience what this caveman can make you feel,” he said, and set to work.
Pleasure and desire flowed through my body, growing at great speed. He was killing me, and it was a slow and pleasurable death.
“You drive me crazy,” he whispered against my sensitive skin, making me shudder and moan loudly.
He intensified his caresses and I lost myself in a devastating orgasm, screaming his name.
“William, I need you, please.”
He leaned forward, resting his forehead against mine and positioning his body between my legs. He spread my legs apart with his knees and looked into my eyes with all the love and passion he felt for me. My heart danced in my chest.
“And I can barely contain myself, my love.”
He pushed his hips forward and began to enter my body. We both gasped with pleasure. The collision of our bodies, the ragged breathing, and the moans were the erotic sounds that enveloped us and stimulated us even more.
We didn’t take our eyes off each other.
“Devon...” he whispered, with so much love that I thought my heart wouldn’t be able to handle so many emotions.
“William, I love you.”
“My Devon...” he said, as he pulled out and entered again, each time deeper and faster.
We kissed, swallowing each other’s moans, and I let myself go. The orgasm shot through me, spreading throughout my body like savage waves. My contractions catapulted his orgasm and he shouted my name before burying his face in my neck.
“Devon...”
