His Naughty Nurse

“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.

“You are so naughty.” He didn’t know just how much that was true. I needed him, to fill me more and more, and I loved it and was terrified of it at the same time. It felt like he was made for me, and I’d never believed I would get to experience such an intense, mind-blowing pleasure—to the point of not being able to think about anything but those amazing sensations in me.

“Yes!”

He moved faster now, bringing me wave after wave of burning pleasure, and I was seconds away from exploding...

“Evan!” I screamed and came hard, my pussy convulsing several times around his hard cock.

“Tessa, yes...” He groaned.

He pulled out of me and brought us to our feet. He pulled me to his windows and he pushed me against the glass and thrust into me from behind.

“Yes, Evan... this is... this is amazing...”

There was something unbelievably erotic in fucking against the windows where anyone could see us. I felt daring, and it just made my pussy throb more, soaking us both.

He brought his hand around my neck and held it firmly, while keeping me in place with his arm around my waist. His cock was pounding me fast and I was left breathless when the pleasure reached its peak and my orgasm left me screaming and squirming on his dick.

“Yes, come for me,” he murmured into my ear, continuing his merciless rhythm as soon as my aftershocks passed.

I screamed and braced myself against the cold glass as he found a new angle in me that made me feel an even more intense pleasure, and even though I was looking at the buildings of the city in front of me, I didn’t actually see anything, only aware of his cock buried deep in me.

“Evan, don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!”

“Don’t worry. I have the whole day and night with you. Remember, I’m used to staying up all night.”

“Yes...” my voice was uneven as I felt another orgasm approaching, and this time I started meeting his thrusts with my own, our hips clashing madly against each other as I reached my climax. “Evan!” I moaned, feeling my juices trickling down my legs.