CHAPTER TEN
His breath seized in his lungs as her knees hit the floor. With her curly brown hair a mess around her oval face, arousal coloring her cheeks and the way she licked her lips flushed all the frustration from his system, replaced by a familiar tingling low down on his spine.
Part of him doubted he had made the right decision in bringing her here, but on the other hand, it had been the first time he’d ever strayed from his initial plan. When he succeeded in getting a girl away from Luther’s clutches, he had his own contacts help her safely disappear. But the doctor? She had been on his mind since he’d first seen her. There was no doubt that his body reacted to her, but what hooked his interest was when she poked fun at him, at his obsession for rearranging objects in straight lines, in order. But there wasn’t annoyance in her eyes, only amusement. That moment, he knew that he had to have her. Only, he hadn’t thought that a sudden turn of events would put her in his path so quickly. He couldn’t go against who he was but asking her for sex so blatantly was pushing his need for control a little too far, maybe even bringing him closer to Luther than he was comfortable with.
As the doctor swirled her tongue around the head of his growing erection, he doubted his resolve. The woman was in danger, there was no doubt about it, and he wanted her safe. And now, he just wanted her. Scratch that. He craved her.
Sex has always been a catharsis, until it almost destroyed him. He reminded himself to be careful, and not lose control.
The words almost vanished from his head when the wicked doctor started sucking his pulsing head like a lollipop. Her hot mouth was way too talented for medicine. On the other hand, the image of her kneeling before any other man but himself, made him want to snarl. An unwelcomed thought he pushed away.
Locke only looked at the woman, his fingers itching until he couldn’t resist her enticing curls and started to twist them. Those hazel eyes captivated his attention like no other, full of heated expectations. And he intended to fulfill them all.
The good doctor caressed his calves, going up with every pass. Massaging up his legs, she ran her fingers over the sensitive skin inside his thigh, making him shiver. Locke would normally order her to stop, but the tingling along with the pure pleasure of her mouth heightened the sensations. When she gently cupped his sack and worked his balls in her fingers, he had to grind his teeth and hang on for dear life to his self-control otherwise he would have exploded there and then. He looked down at the witch between his legs, and she groaned as she took him even deeper in her sinful mouth. The vibrations of her throat reverberated throughout his body, making him hiss in delight, on the razor’s edge of pleasure.
“Doctor, slow down or I will get off.”
With one last swirl, the doctor let him go, licking her lips in the process. “And is that a bad thing, Mr.Locke?” While she was talking, her hands still played with him. One hand snaked between his legs and started applying increasing pressure on the patch of skin just before his anus, stimulating his prostate, a sensation he knew from a completely different kind of sex game.
Distracted, he didn’t see her take his cock deep into her mouth once more. In complete pleasure overload, he knew he could stop her or order her to slow down, but he felt too greedy to care. He should tell her that he was about to blow, but words seized in his throat. In an ultimate move to tell her, he grabbed her hair, trying to pull her away, but the way she started to deep throat him made him forget anything else, and instead, he used his leverage to pull her even closer.
The burning low down his back spread like wildfire and his hips jerked as he felt his balls draw up and tighten. It was her tongue swirling on the underside of his cock and her finger pressed against his asshole that was the trigger and he howled. Jets poured into her mouth and she swallowed all of him, making his head swim and his body unsteady.
The doctor kept sucking with the same intensity for a little while longer, almost to the point of pain, and decreased the pressure as he slowly softened and slipped out of her lips.
Locke had trouble finding his balance. The only thing that helped was keeping his eyes locked with those of the sexy woman at his feet. Breathing hard, he saw the fiery lust still burning in her hazel irises and despite the satisfied relaxation invading his limbs, the craving for this woman reignited deep inside his belly. One that made him restless and twitchy, the opposite of his normal self. Now he realized why he had made the stupid proposition; so he could fuck her until he got her out of his system.
As he helped the doctor to her feet and pulled up his pants to stay precariously on his trim hips, Locke turned her, so he cradled her lush frame from behind, his large hands splayed over her soft belly. The way she shivered and tilted her pelvis back at him confirmed she was ripe for the picking. Pushing her wild mane of curls aside, exposing the pale skin of her neck, he ran his tongue over it until he reached the shell of her ear. Immediately, she froze waiting.
“Doctor, you had your fun, now it’s my turn.” His hands went to the fly on her pants before slowly pushing them and her panties down her hips to her knees. “Now, bend over and put your hands on the coffee table. And most importantly, don’t let go.”
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Tessa wantedto fight the command, part of her mortified to expose herself like that to a virtual stranger. Even one she trusted. However, that was the deal, one her body craved like no other. Her brain screamed that she must be out of her mind, but it didn’t matter. She’d agreed to this insanity and wasn’t the type of woman to back away from a challenge. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, she lifted her chin and decided that the only way was all the way. Removing her pants and panties completely, she pulled her sweater off before unhooking her bra and slinging it across the room. There was no going back.
Her heart beating so fast, it made her head spin, she bent over, both hands firmly on the low table. Not only was she exposed like never before in her life, but her slick arousal at the situation was blatantly on display.
“Breathe.” His voice was low and getting closer, which made her tense. “Breathe, Doctor. You look fucking hot like that. Do you know I still remember your taste on my lips?”
Even though he approached, Tessa tried to focus on getting air to her lungs. However, she couldn’t help but jump just a little when his warm hand touched her lower back caressing her spine in a slow movement, her body started to warm up, seeking the touch that was both soothing and arousing.
The touch changed as his fingertips started to trace her spine, awakening goosebumps on their way before sliding through her butt crack. Surprised, Tessa was about to turn when his fingers, instead of lingering, started to circle her lips, spreading her fluids, the touch way too soft for her taste.
Groaning, Tessa pushed back against his hand, wordlessly asking for more, but Locke was having none of it and smacked her ass cheek before grabbing the flesh with his other hand.
“Stop moving, Doctor. If you move again, I will stop.”
Tessa was about to turn once more when he dipped a finger inside her.
“Wet, hot, and tight. I imagine you’ll squeeze my cock like a fucking fist.”
With one, then two fingers, he continued to pump her, back and forth at first, then circling inside her sheath. A distant thought reminded her not to move, but the random teasing, as he tested what would arouse her, triggered a response. Not knowing what he was about to do, or how he would touch her next, left her in a state of anticipation. As if the longer he had his hands on her, the most desperate she became, until his fingers settled and stopped moving. Well, almost. Two fingertips started to rub insistently in a small circle inside her. Tessa knew what he was trying to do, but her g-spot wasn’t the most sensitive part of her body. Even with her lovers, she had never reached orgasm that way, but the sensation was kind of nice. She welcomed the pleasurable pressure making her body tingly and warm.
As she settled into the sensation, she barely noticed him removing his other hand from her bottom until she felt him press his palm against her mound, smashing her clit. Electricity coursed through her veins and as Tessa shivered, Locke removed his hand once more and swatted her ass. It stung and immediately reminded her that she wasn’t to move. Still facing forward, she felt him kiss the exact spot he had spanked, and he started to caress her again, his fingers making their way inside her, stimulating her with a steady rhythm on that rough spot of skin inside. Now that she knew what to expect, Tessa locked her knees when she felt his palm hovering over her mound. This time, he switched gears, and instead of pressing, she felt his fingers pushing at her clitoral hood, until two fingers slid on both sides of her love button. God knew how she kept still at the sensation. With dexterity, Locke adjusted the pace of both his hands. The speed and pressure never remained steady, on the contrary; sometimes, only one hand moved, while the other stayed still. Sometimes, his hands flew over her flesh with such speed, her vision blurred. And he wasn’t touching her clit directly yet! Only pulling and pushing at the skin surrounding the small organ, he stimulated her step by step, always pushing her forward. At some point, one caress heightened the other, blurring the increasing pleasure to the point where she didn’t know which part of her body responded to his touch.
Still blind to what he was doing, she felt his lips peppering her spine. In her current state, her skin so sensitized, it felt like burning pricks of white heat, his stubble probably leaving red marks.
“You are still holding back. I can sense it in you.” Another kiss, and this time, his tongue soothed the burn before repeating his torment. “There is nothing else but me, here. I’m the only one looking at you, touching you. Desperate to have you trust me enough to let go. Not like you orgasmed earlier, that was the proper and logical doctor. I want the woman.” His fingers rasped against her clit and she whimpered. “I want the woman who taunted me, who confronted me. Who fell on her knees taking my cock into her greedy mouth and made me cum so hard I was lost between her lips. I want you to let go, to cream my hand and scream in rapture as I pleasure you. You know I’m only here for your pleasure, don’t you? Use me. Use my body.”
