Page 143 of Yearn
She climbed astride me, dress rucked high at her hips, breath stacking in her chest. “Now Mommy’s in charge.”
Oh shit.
Chapter twenty-five
Cardiac Cock Arrest
Dominic
FUCK!
The room tilted, then steadied around the absolute weight of her on my hips. Something inside me—some wild gate with rusted hinges—gave way and stayed open.
For a clean, shocked beat, I forgot what hands were for.
She turned the surgeon into the patient.
And she liked it.
And God, I did too—so much I felt stupid with it, grateful and starving at once.
Teyonah was now on top of me, straddling me with a hunger that knocked the air from my lungs. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of my slacks, urgency making her movements sharp, impatient.
And then—God—she freed my cock.
The sudden rush of air against the wet head made me twitch violently, precum smearing across the ridge of my stomach.
This was a fantasy come true.
No—this was more than that.
This was a moment that would brand itself into the marrow of my bones. The best of my life. Nothing else would ever compare—not a diagnosis solved, not a patient saved, not any goddamn cure the world could hand me.
Only her.
Only this.
Her full breasts bobbed in front of me as she took my cock out fully. Her nipples were still wet from my mouth.
“Oh Dominic.” She moaned at the sight of my cock, thick and straining in her palm, shiny with pre-cum. I could tell by the wildness in her eyes and the tremor in her thighs that she was desperate to have me inside her.
Desperate enough to risk everything.
“Why are you so big, baby?”
“Because I was made to fuck you, Mommy.”
She shivered from that response.
Next thing I knew, she positioned her pussy above my cock, guiding the swollen head to the hot slip between her thighs.
Yes. God yes. Finally!!!!
My entire body arched in primal desire, muscles tensing as if preparing for surgery, for the first incision. The clinical part of me noted every detail—the wet heat of her slick pussy brushing my tip, the quiver in her hips as she angled down, the way my balls tightened high against my body.
I whimpered, “Fuck me, Mommy.”
And then—slowly, so slowly—she sank down.
