I looked at the screen and then at Lennon. “It’s halftime, and I’m feeling like I need the kind of medicine only you can give me.”
She scooted away from me on the couch. “Well, you’re not getting it.”
“Oh, I think I am.” I snagged the top of the boxers she was wearing and slid them over her hips. They were loose on her thin body and easy to discard.
“What are you doing?”
“Medicine,” I growled against her stomach.
She squirmed under me. “This can’t…” I kissed her navel and sucked along her hipbone.
I moved back on my heels and looked down at her. “Pull that jersey up just over your tits.”
Her fingers tucked underneath the fabric and she dragged the hem over her breasts, rubbing her erect nipples as it grazed over them. I pulled the boxers off her ankles. Her chest heaved, and her eyes glazed over with lust.
“Now I want you to make yourself come.”
She shook her head. “I can’t do that in front of you,” she whispered.
I grabbed her hand, edging it over her stomach until her fingers sank between her slit. She bucked as I slid them against her clit and then brought them to my lips. I sucked the sweetness from her fingers and watched her sigh as I returned her fingers to her folds. I let go of her wrist.
“I promise you’ll enjoy it.” My dick was so hard I wanted to slam into her and fuck her until we both couldn’t talk, but watching her fingers slide between her legs as she fought the temptations coursing through her was such a turn on.
Her pace quickened, and I could see her thighs begin to tremble and her lips quiver.
“Wes, I’m going to…”
She didn’t need to say another word. I buried my head between her legs and sucked hard as the juices flowed from her. My tongue twisted inside her as I flicked over her clit.
She screamed my name, bowing off the couch, but I didn’t stop. I licked and lapped, greedy for every drip of her. Every bit of sweet essence
. I felt her hands in my hair and her hips rocking upward. Her walls clenching around me as a second orgasm hit her with powerful thrusts from my tongue.
“I can’t.” Her hand moved back and forth. “It’s too much.”
“It’s not enough,” I growled, clamping down on her clit.
Her hands coasted over her body, rubbing her breasts, wrapping around her waist, pulling her knees wider. She was lost to me. I kissed her sweet, swollen entrance as the last waves of the orgasm rolled through her, and sat up to see her gaze.
I pushed the athletic pants down my thighs, positioning my cock against her slick heat.
“Now.” She nodded. “If you don’t fuck me now, I’m going to explode.”
I pushed slowly, reveling in every inch of her tight heat. Taking in how she gripped me, pulsed around me. And then I lost control. I wanted to own this woman. I wanted to make her mine in every way possible. She was irresistible. Her smart mouth. Her beautiful eyes. Her sexy legs. And the sweetest slice of heaven I’d ever tasted. I slammed into her again.
“You’re mine, Doc,” I growled. The need to possess her was powerful. My cock was so buried in her, all I could think about was how to make her scream my name over and over. How to make her come. How to claim her. How to worship her body with pleasure and heat. How I never wanted her to leave.
“Oh God, yes. Yes!” She clawed at my back as I reared back and slid into her.
“Come with me,” I commanded. But I looked in her eyes, and something in my heart locked in place. I kissed her tenderly as I pulsed deep inside her. My tongue twined along hers as I memorized her lips and the taste of her mouth. Her breath hitched every time I plunged further, spreading her legs wider each time.
Her body vibrated and writhed under me as I pinned her against the couch, feeling our climaxes hit the ceiling, then crash around us. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. We were both falling to pieces. Our bodies betraying us.
I tried to catch my breath as the aftershocks hit my cock in violent shakes. I didn’t want to pull out. I wanted to lie on this couch the rest of the day, with football in the background and my cock buried deep inside her.
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