I let her stand on her own wobbly legs to give the appearance of letting her walk…but after giving her a second, I pushed her up against the wall.
“You don’t get out of here until I finish,” I said into her ear.
I inserted myself from behind, pounding her into the wall and letting her suck my fingers as a way to prevent her from gasping out in pain. I had no intention of letting her go until I had come. Hey, eye for an eye, right?
I was determined to enjoy the experience as long as I could. I had her against the wall both from behind and from the front. I fucked her against the bed. I had her straddle me. The entire bedroom reeked of sex.
Good. Let it be a reminder to me for the next month what I had accomplished. I had finally fucked Dr. Justine Elks.
Only when I’d gotten her back against the wall, her face turned sideways, her eyes nearly rolling to the back of her head, did I finally finish. I bit into her back and neck as I pulled out and came on her back. I waited a few seconds before taking a step back, admiring the work I had just put in.
“Well,” I said. “That’s how you make a doctor happy.”
Justine just laughed. She looked like she wanted to say something, but I had so ravaged her that she couldn’t speak anymore. That just wasn’t an option.
Instead, she came up to me and kissed me. It was a surprisingly tender moment, one I had certainly not expected, but one I embraced. If this meant something more, I wasn’t about to say no.
“Next time,” she said, “let’s be just as wild.”
Next time. I dig it.
“Say no more,” I said.
She probably had no idea that I only needed about fifteen minutes before “next time” happened.
