Thrust for thrust.
A third orgasm poured over her.
“I can’t. I can’t. I can’t. Doc, I-I-I-I?—”
“Good giiiiirl,” I groaned as I reached out and slammed my hand down onto the button for the jets, shutting them off, “Knowing your limits for me. I bet you’ve dreamed about this. Dreaming of me, filling you up.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
I growled through clenched teeth as I felt my balls pull up. “Bet you’ve never been fucked like this.”
“Never,” she said breathlessly.
I lost myself in the feeling of her as my orgasm gripped the base of my spine. “Take all of me. Every last fucking drop, Elizabeth.”
“Give it to me,” she gasped out.
Her words were my undoing.
I tilted my head back and roared up to the sky. I didn’t care who heard. I didn’t care who saw, to be honest. I knew they couldn’t see her, and that was fine with me. No one would see her like this.
No one except me.
She ground her ass back against me as thread after thread of hot arousal shot from the tip of my cock. I collapsed against her, my hands braced against the edge of the hot tub just so I wouldn’t crush her. Sweat dripped from my face. The sounds of her panting tugged a smile across my face.
“Come here, my good girl,” I mumbled as I scooped her back against my chest.
I slowly turned so that I could sit with my shaky legs on the bench.
“Wow,” she whispered.
I turned her around in the water until she straddled me, her chest to mine. I kept my words to myself, though my head spun. Would we do that again? Did she like it? Was she in pain? I wanted to run my hands along her to make sure I didn’t leave anything lasting behind. I lost myself there for a moment. Did I leave a mark?
“Doc?” she whispered as she tucked her face into the crook of my neck.
I slid my fingers through her hair. “Yes, Miss Elizabeth?”
She giggled, the sound tired and hoarse. “Can I fall asleep?”
I grinned in triumph. “Of course you can, my good girl.” I eased us out of the hot tub and carried her inside, tucking her into the bed before pulling the covers up around her. “Get some rest.”
She was snoring softly against the pillow within minutes.
14
LIZZIE
I wasn’t sure where I expected to be when my eyes fluttered open, but it wasn’t being stared at by all of the girls.
All of them.
Just hovering.
“Well,” I rasped out, “morning to you guys, too.”
“She’s awake!” Jasmine yelled.
I winced as I heard the familiar cadence of Marla rushing into the room. “It’s about time. Someone help me with this food.”
