Her smile was beautiful. I wished I had a picture of her beauty and how I felt at that moment with her.
I moved, my dick sliding through her slick folds. “Ready?”
“Yes,” she said watching me. I was glad she was looking. It made me know she was interested in this. Into this.
I pushed, sliding in deep in one thrust. “Fuck that’s good,” I moaned as her pussy walls gripped my cock. As many women as I’d been with, I couldn’t remember anyone feeling quite like Mia.
I pulled out, and slid in slow and controlled again, even though it was killing me. What I wanted to do was pound away until I shot my load inside her. But I wanted her to enjoy this too.
“Nick.” Her hands flattened on the table and she tilted her ass. “More.”
“You like that?” I asked withdrawing again.
“Yes. God … more. Faster.”
I did as she asked, and started to give free rein to my needs.
“Yes … yes …" She began to chant. “It feels so good this way.”
I ran my hand down her back, vowing to do this again sometime when we were naked and alone so I could see her porcelain flesh. Feel it soft and dewy until my hands. I pushed away the idea that after this, we’d try to part ways yet again.
“I need to come, Mia … I can’t wait.”
“Come in me, Nick.”
Well hell. Words like that gave me no choice. My brain was already zapping with electricity when I gripped her hips and plunged in, grinding my hips against that sweet ass as I erupted inside her.
She made a muffled sound. Checking to make sure she was alright; I saw her hand on her mouth like she was stifling a cry. I withdrew and thrust again, feeling the awesome power and pleasure of my cum as it pulsed out of my cock and into her fantastic tight pussy.
I was sure I was going to have teeth marks on my bottom lip from where I was biting to keep my own yell of pleasure from escaping. We stayed like that, my pumping and pulsing inside her, for what seemed like several minutes. Finally, my dick felt wrung dry.
I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “You’re amazing.”
She turned her head and gave me that gorgeous sexy smile again. “You did all the work.”
“It takes a muse.”
I helped her up, grabbing a tissue from the box on her desk and handing it to her. “I made a mess, I’m afraid.”
She looked down to where my cum was starting to drip. Damn if my dick didn’t twitch at the sight.
I took another tissue, cleaning myself up and putting my dick away. When I was done, she was put together as well.
I pulled her to me. “We’re playing a dangerous game.” I was referring to her job, but also, to my heart, although she didn’t need to know that part yet. I’d revealed more than I’d have liked to already.
She nodded. “I know.”
I looked into her lovely blue eyes and pushed the few loose tendrils of hair back out of her face. I wanted to ask her for more. I didn’t know how we could make that happen, but it seemed to me there had to be a way if we wanted it badly enough.
Before I could start to broach the subject, her phone rang.
“I better get that.”
“Shit, how long have we been here?” I looked at my watch. The ER would be wondering what had happened to me. Odds were, they’d think I was fired by Mia, not fucking her.
“Mia Parker,” she said.
I straightened my doctor’s coat and put on the stethoscope that had fallen at some point during our encounter.