It’s a jolt to my system, the slow but not soft motion of his hips. I’m quaking in under a minute as he strokes my thighs, my hips, my waist. Doc bends to plant kisses along my ribs before he takes one of my nipples into his mouth.
Stretching my pleasure taut, my muscles strain and a light fluttering starts in my middle. Pain redirects me with the pinchof his teeth, and more blooms. I swear every time they do this, we break a new record with my body.
I have no idea what my limits are.
Doc peers up at me as he works my nipple, like he can tell I need pushing. A promise lingers in his gaze. He latches onto my other nipple, gently circling his finger around the one he just released, and a cry escapes me.
I clamp down on him, making him use more force with his hips to keep his cadence. Bliss burns through me before I shatter. My body tries to fold in on itself, but Doc is there, lathing and sucking and pumping until my nails threaten to pierce through his shirt at his shoulders.
After a few agonizing moments, he releases me and slows. I’m breathing heavy when my back hits the desk again.
But my feet drop, and Doc is hauling me upright.
A languid, possessive kiss has me holding onto him for dear life. I can feel the fear and frustration with me, but when I wince a little at the way he twists my head to the side to delve deeper, he retreats an inch.
“You okay?”
I nod, and he strokes over my shoulder, avoiding the gruesome stitches he gave me not long ago. Doc plants a soft kiss there, and I shiver.
“Good. Now, turn around.” His voice is low and husky, making me promises.
I wobble in his grip as I face Saint and Sin, both of them taking me in with laser focus.
“Down on your stomach.” Doc guides me down across the desktop with a hand between my shoulder blades. His palm stays there, burning against my skin with a delicious heat as he runs his head through my folds in a steady stroke.
I lift to my toes, trying to capture him with my core, but he gives me a solid smack on the ass in admonishment.
It battles back the oversensitivity enough to keep my muscles fighting to still.
After another languid few strokes, Doc slides home, filling me completely. The slight delay has me bearing down on him, twitching with need. My hands grasp the edge of the desk as he sinks in, mixing his thrusts with grinding against my ass.
Then, his hand slips down between my cheeks, and I stiffen as his thumb finds my other hole, stroking it lightly. Andsurprise, it sends new throbbing through my core.
I’d heard of women liking this…but I never thought…
I should have known better. My men are like concert masters, plucking my strings and building me to a crescendo with ease.
A breathy moan escapes me. My eyes pinch close as Doc strokes and presses and strokes, matching the thrust of his hips.
Muscles tighten across my shoulders, but the twinges of pain keep me grounded as a new climax builds. The pleasure spreads instead of concentrates.
When he breaches that hole with the tip of his thumb, I go rigid, but he doesn’t push any further, his other hand stroking down my side, my spine. “Relax, bird. I’m not going to hurt you.”
I nod into the backs of my hands and try to do as he says. Relax. It’s difficult as his thumb twitches and rubs. My hips arch a little as I unclench, andgodthat pressure is threatening to unravel me in a new way.
Doc pulls his touch away as I reach the brink. His other hand coaxes me up from where I’m hiding my face, my blush combating with the overheating of the rest of me.
“Come here.” He practically growls it, as my back arches and his hand comes around the base of my throat. His touch is different from Sin’s, not meant to ground me or dominate, but to support me. “Palms on the desk.”
I do as instructed, palms planted, breasts swinging with the thrust of his hips.
Now, I’m face to face with Sin as he lounges in the chair opposite me, hand slowly stroking his cock. A promise. I’ll be taking him again before they’re done with me.
That thought shoves a shiver down my spine, the pinch of pain in my shoulder grounding me again in reality.
“Okay?” Doc asks, mouth to my ear.
I nod, words reaching my lips but unable to make themselves heard.Yes. More. Please.
