Dr. Knight: A Billionaire Holiday Romance

As our tongues dance, I run my fingers through Rainier’s hair. Then I slide my hands across his back and bring them between us so that I can trace the contoured muscles of his abdomen. A smile of admiration forms on my lips.

“What?” Rainier pulls his mouth away.

I look into his eyes. “Is there anything about you that isn’t perfect?”

“Not that I’ve noticed.”

I chuckle. He cradles my jaw and captures my lips in another passionate kiss. His other hand slides down my spine and ends up on my ass. He gives one cheek a firm squeeze, then drags his fingers up my side, from my hip to just below my armpit. His fingers brush against the side of my breast and I shiver.

I move my hands lower, past the waistband of his pants to the area where I touched him earlier. Like earlier, I press my palm against his crotch and feel him throb. He’s bigger now, though, harder. Excitement buzzes through my veins.

Just then, I remember the sight I saw earlier, particularly the part when the woman was on her knees. I drop down on mine.

I remove the button of Rainier’s pants and pull down his zipper. I pull his pants and his boxers down. His cock pokes my cheek and leaves a smear on my skin.

I wipe it off as I admire the spectacle in front of me. Just as I thought, it’s huge. Thick and long. And magnificent with its smooth skin and its rosy mushroom head.

“What are you doing?” Rainier asks as he glances down. “You’re not comparing me, are you?”

“To what? Cadavers?”

He grimaces. “Ah, so you’ve been looking – ”

“No,” I cut him off. “I’m not comparing you to anything. I’m just… doing a physical inspection.”

He chuckles. “And do I pass?”

“Yeah. I think so.”

“So this inspection, is it just visual, or…?”

I wrap my fingers around the shaft of his cock and he draws a deep breath.

“Okay,” he mutters.

I stroke him a few times, then drag my fingers to the tip of his cock. I let the pad of my thumb slide across it, pressing gently against the slit.

Rainier hisses.

“Does it hurt?” I ask him.

“No.”

“How does it feel, then?”

He frowns. “You want me to describe it for you?”

I nod. “How will I know if what I’m doing is right if you don’t?”

“So you’re treating this as some exercise.”

“You were the one who told me to use you,” I point out.

Rainier sighs. “Good. It feels good.”

I open my mouth and let the tip of my tongue brush against the head of his cock.

He grips my shoulders.

“Better?” I ask.

He nods.

I lick the rest of his cock slowly, getting him thoroughly wet. When I reach the base, I cup his balls and lick them as well.

Again, he hisses.

“Good?” I ask him.

“Yes,” he answers hoarsely. “But do be careful. They’re… sensitive.”

I grin. I guess I’ve found something interesting.

I give his balls a light suck. Rainier’s hands shake. His fingers dig into my shoulders.

I do it one more time.

“Ellis,” he warns me as he grips my hair.

Yup. Sensitive, I know.

I reluctantly leave them and drag my lips up his cock, back to the tip. Then I wrap them around the mushroom head and suck.

The hiss I hear from Rainier is louder than the ones before. It’s enough so I don’t ask any more questions. Besides, my mouth is busy right now.

I take as much of him inside my mouth as I can. The tip of his cock hits the back of my throat. He grunts. I try not to gag.

As soon as my throat has relaxed, I begin moving my head back and forth. My tongue burns. My eyes water and my cheeks feel numb.

Rainier’s fingers tug at my hair. Grunts and hisses escape his lips. I keep going. Faster. At first I wonder if I look just like that woman earlier, but then I start to forget her. Now I have my own experience to revel in, after all.

I do just that as I keep my eyes closed and keep moving my head. It’s hard to breathe now and I can feel saliva trickling out the corner of my mouth. Still, I continue, up until Rainier pushes me off.

“That’s enough,” he says.

He pulls me to my feet and wipes the tears from the corners of my eyes. Then he cups my face and kisses me.

A part of me questions if what he’s doing is sanitary. Weren’t my lips just around his cock? Then again, that was even more unsanitary, I guess. Oh, to hell with it. Nobody ever said sex was sanitary, just amazing.

And I know it will be.

I kiss Rainier back even though my lips still feel numb. Again, his fingers run across my back. This time, though, they’re searching for something, and I think I know what.

I pull away. “I’m sorry, Dr. Knight, but this dress doesn’t have a zipper.”