The next moment, he pulled me to him and kissed me, taking my breath away as our tongues worked their way into each other’s mouth. His hands slid down my back and cupped my ass, pulling me flush against his body. He was already hard for me, and I couldn’t resist grinding against him, desperate to feel him.
“Tessa,” he muttered in between our kisses, still kissing me wildly. “You have no idea how much I wanted you. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
I encircled my arms around his neck and kept kissing him, so happy to hear this but at the same time scared. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. All I’d been thinking about these days at the hospital was him and everything he made me feel, and I couldn’t get used to it at all.
“I just want you so much,” he murmured into my skin. “I wanted to do this slowly, but I can’t.”
“This?”
“Yes. This.” His eyes were filled with lust, and his erection was clearly visible through his scrubs.
He brought me to his lap. I straddled him, my shorts going up my thighs, and his eyes immediately fell on my naked skin. He placed his hands on my calves and slid them slowly up, making me shiver. He stopped right below the hem of my shorts and squeezed my upper thighs.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured and buried his head in my neck. He started sucking my skin and licking it, creating a hot mess inside of me.
I bit his lower lip and sucked it gently. He moaned.
Actually, there were so many things about him that I already liked and enjoyed, and I wasn’t sure how good that was. He pulled off my t-shirt and threw it to the side.
“Not wearing any bra, huh?” He grinned. “The things you do to me.”
His hands found my breasts, and I was already melting under his touch. He was so good, and I’d never been this turned on in my life, but everything was happening so fast. I wasn’t sure how smart it was to let these emotions get the best off me...
He closed his lips around my nipple, and all my doubts just disappeared. I couldn’t think about anything but the pure pleasure he was giving me, and I arched my back—impatient to feel more.
As if he read my mind, he moved his hand underneath my shorts and stopped it on my pussy. He pulled my undies aside and rubbed my clit, watching me intently. I bit into my lip and returned his heated gaze, pushing my mound closer to his hand.
“What do you want, Tessa?”
“I want you to touch me.”
“How?”
“Make me come.”
His eyes grew dark and his breathing became labored. “Hell,” he muttered and pushed his fingers through my wet folds. He moved his fingers around my swollen entrance, teasing me before he finally plunged inside. His two fingers easily slid inside, and I started moving, thrusting my hips so his fingers would enter me deeper. He licked his lips. “Mmm, you want my fingers that much?”
“I want everything. I want your fingers, your mouth, your cock—everything,” I breathed out, closing my eyes for a moment when I felt a shot of pleasure burst through me.
“Tessa,” he growled, his face taut with tension. He wanted me so badly, and he was barely restraining himself.
He added another finger, but it was still not enough. “More.”
“More?”
“Another finger.”
“Damn.” He added the fourth finger, and he was fucking me so roughly now that my juices gushed out of my pussy and soaked his lap.
I was close to my orgasm, but this still wasn’t enough. “More,” I gritted out.
He hissed, pulled his fingers out of my pussy, and moved me off his lap, finally losing his control. He pushed me to the carpet and turned me around so I was on all fours. The next moment he removed my shorts and undies from me, leaving me completely naked.
“You will get more,” he grunted and took off his scrubs in a few swift moves. A few seconds later he was already behind me, his cock with a condom pressing against my entrance. He slapped my ass as he slid inside, a mix of pain and pleasure making everything much more intense.
He brought his hand to my hair and moved his hand through it, grabbing a strand and wrapping it around his hand. He pulled me by hair and brought my upper body flush against his chest, moving roughly inside of me. His other hand grasped my breast and played with its hard, sensitive bud.
“Evan,” I cried out.