Page 33 of Seduction
Penina Ross
Our gazes stayed stuck on each other. He rose. I dropped my fork and stood too. We kept staring at each other as we moved along the table. It was as if my feet were on autopilot and I was having an out-of-body experience.
Then we were face-to-face. So much yearning raced through me that I didn’t know what to do next. Dr. Sparrow wrapped me in an embrace, and I freely let my body melt against his. His lips brushed sensually against mine as our tongues softly stroked each other. The more we kissed, the more our breathing grew faster and more audible.
My body felt light as air. Total satiety was carrying me off to another dimension. Then Sparrow inhaled sharply against my mouth as he gripped my hips and yanked me against his firm cock. My lips still pressed against his, I gasped.
We stared into each other’s eyes long and hard. I knew he was thinking what I was thinking. There was no turning back. What I had desired for days was soon to come. A lengthy and intense seduction had made the moment happen.
My breaths were heavy, causing my breasts to rise and fall against his solid chest.
His long fingers stroked the side of my face as he whispered, “You’re so beautiful.”
I sighed, feeling my breath warm my lips, and whispered, “Thank you.”
So quickly, our mouths collided, and our tongues sank deeper into the flaming desire of each other’s mouths. We kept kissing as he lifted me off the floor and carried me. Through my daze, I could perceive my surroundings changing from the dimly lit hallway to a dusky bedroom. It wasn’t the one I’d been sleeping in, though. It was the largest room in the penthouse—the one in which I’d been looking for signs that Dr. Sparrow had occupied it while I was sleeping.
Dr. Sparrow guided me down onto the bed, spread my legs, and positioned himself on top of me. His rock-hard cock slid up my slit, applying pressure on the most sensitive spots of my pussy. A sigh arose from the depths of my throat and slid softly past my lips. He groped my breasts through my blouse then reached his hand down my pants, fingers under the crotch of my panties.
I shivered involuntarily as his fingers glided in and out of me. “Feels…”
“I’m too…” he whispered, then tongued me deeply.
After Dr. Sparrow came up for air, he pulled my T-shirt over my head. As I tasted his delicious tongue, he feverishly unhooked my bra, freeing my tits.
“Damn it,” he said, looking at my breasts as if he was overwhelmed by the sight of them. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to…” His hot, wet mouth came down over the tip of one. He sucked and nibbled until his tongue gently laved my nipple.
Suddenly, he stopped and crawled off of me. “I’ll get condoms. Finish getting undressed.”
He took off toward the bathroom, and I quickly shed my clothes. Once I was completely naked, I kicked the duvet down to the foot of the bed. The heavy bedding was getting in the way of our sexual movement.
Dr. Sparrow came back wearing only briefs. My eyes widened at the sight of his chest. The sexy doctor was muscular without being overworked. He wasn’t hairy either. Rich was like the abominable snowman. I hadn’t realized how much I liked a guy who wasn’t so furry until then.And his bulge…Shit, he must’ve had a horse dick tucked into his underwear. My pussy wept as I thought of his cock skimming my long-neglected walls.
He barely took his hooded gaze off of me as he sat the box of condoms on the nightstand. My mouth was caught open, and my body was left in suspense.
No more conversations needed to be had, and no foreplay was necessary. What was happening between us was pure sexual engagement.
My breaths hitched as he took off his underwear, freeing the thickest cock I’d ever seen. He’d already put a condom on it.
“You’re large,” I said.
Dr. Sparrow was too caught up in his lust to comment on what I had said. He got on the bed and positioned himself between my legs. Curling his arms around my thighs, he clamped them into place and slid his soft, warm, wet tongue over my clit.
“Oh,” I cried and clawed at the tight sheets.
He instantaneously made sensations blossom like wildflowers through my pussy. He moaned as he licked. Right away, I knew he wasn’t an amateur. Rich had a lot of sex with lots of women, but he wasn’t as competent at rousing pleasure as the sexy new attending.
I made all kinds of noises, ones I’d never made before. The orgasmic sensations felt so velvety, so silky, and so intense. I ran my fingers through his hair and begged him not to stop then to please stop but also keep going. And he held me so firmly that I couldn’t get away from his mouth.
“Oh!” I clenched my back teeth and swallowed.
I raised my head to try to focus on what he was doing, but I couldn’t concentrate.
“Jake…” I whispered.Shit, I called him Jake.But I couldn’t help myself. However, I wouldn’t make that mistake again.
The sensations turned more intense, swirling through my pussy like a tornado. Then the orgasm bloomed. I cried out as my legs jerked. I wanted to call his name and refer to him as Jake again, but that would’ve meant we would be crossing the one line that meant we had decided to throw professionalism completely out the window.
“Ah!” I cried out again as it so quickly happened a second time.What the hell.
