“Really?”
“Yes.Really.”
Instantly his mouth claims mine and he clasps me to him.Our tongues tangle, teeth clash.The kiss is deep and urgent and neat lust pours into my veins.
And then he’s dragging at my top, whipping it over my head and tossing it aside.He is a predator who has caught his prey and is relishing in my surrender.
My breasts are heavy with longing and I press up against him.
He moans, a low growl, and releases my bra.It falls away.
“Fuck I’m horny for you.”He cups my right breast and squeezes.He looks into my eyes, fire raging in their bases, and he flicks my nipple.
I gasp.“It’s been a while,” I manage and thread my fingers into his thick messy hair.“Since I...”
“Haven’t had the urge to myself lately.Club ass not doing it for me.”
“You haven’t?”I push at his cut and he shrugs out of it.It lands on the floor.“What’s club ass?”
“Not you.”He huffs.“So, let’s make this count.”
He’s hard, his cock straining at his leathers.A long wedge of flesh I’m suddenly keen to get acquainted with.
His drags at his black t-shirt, his chest is a map of scars and dents and each hold a story.His wound dressing is still in place.He pulls me close again.
The warm sensation of flesh on flesh and the feel of my nipples on his wiry chest hair has my excitement ramping up a level.He’s hard and rough and strong and everything I need right now.
“Jesus, help me if I don’t get inside you in the next few seconds,” he mutters and pulls at my pants.They’re loose scrubs and slip off easily.My underwear goes with them and it all lands in a tangle beside the refrigerator.
He’s back between my legs, releasing his cock and filling my space.Heavens above.He’s big and wide and so damn hard.He fists himself with one hand, the other he sets on my pussy spread open for him.
I gulp.
“You wet for me, Doc?”
He slips one finger into my pussy.
I clasp his shoulders and clench around him.“Give it to me.”My pulse roars in my ears.I’m going crazy with longing.
His left eyebrow twitches.“Please.”
“Please.”
He chuckles and adds another finger, pushes high and wriggles against my internal walls.I buck onto him, my ass slipping on the counter.Nothing else exists.I just want him inside me.More.More.More.
“Greedy little thing,” he says and withdraws.
His cock is at my wet entrance.I can smell my own arousal.I hope he isn’t a hitter during sex the way my ex was, and I suddenly tense and a frown drags at my brow.
“What?”He cups my chin.“What is it?”
“I...”I bite my bottom lip.Not wanting my past to encroach on this moment but unable to stop it.
“I won’t hurt you.Only respect.”His lips brush mine.“I promise.”
I nod and lock my legs around his, draw him nearer.His words mean a lot to me.“I believe you.”
His big palm is in the small of my back, and as he sinks into me he pulls me onto him.
