Page 4 of Doctor’s Orders

“You rubbing yourself on my dick to make yourself come, sugar?” I ask.

She nods and whimpers.

“That’s it. Look at you working my cock like that. So fucking gorgeous.”

She gasps and then falls apart, her release drenching my boxers. I hold her through her climax, watching her body move through her pleasure. I know in that moment, one night with this woman will not satisfy my lust for her. But I also know, I don’t do anything but one-night stands, so I’ll have to make the most of it.

With that thought, I pick her up and carry her into the bedroom I use here. It’s a standard owner’s suite with a California king bed and a luxury ensuite. Right now, though, I only care about that bed.

I drop her on the bed. “Take off the rest of your clothes.”

I pull out of my own shirt, then kick off my jeans, removing everything but my boxers. They leave nothing to the imagination though, because with how wet they are with her juices, they’re clinging to every ridge and vein in my dick.

Before I pull off my boxers, I grab a condom from the nightstand table. When I look back to the bed, Liz’s full tits are on display, her pink nipples hard and begging for my mouth. She’s got one hand between her thighs and she’s pumping a finger in and out of her slick pussy.

I toss the condom pack on the bed and walk over to her. I grab her hand and bring it to my mouth, sucking that finger and licking it clean of her essence.

“Fucking delicious.” I don’t waste any more time, I just spread her legs wider and lower my face to her cunt. I inhale her tangy scent, then lick her from slit to clit. “Legs up on my shoulders, I’m going to eat you until you are screaming my name.”

She doesn’t ask questions, just props her legs on me and dive in. I tongue fuck her because her taste is driving me wild. Then I move up to her clit, swirling my tongue around the hard little nub. I slide two fingers inside her hot channel and she’s already moaning.

Her fingers fork through my hair, her nails scraping across my scalp. A vision swims through my mind, one of me laying my head in her lap and her raking her nails on my head while we watch a movie. I don’t know where the fuck that even came from, so I concentrate on my efforts to make her scream my name.

I curl my fingers, brushing them against the front wall of her cunt.

“Graham, that feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

She doesn’t have to tell me not to stop. I don’t plan on it until she’s squirting in my mouth. I flick my tongue across her clit and then suck on it.

“Yes, oh damn, that’s it,” she moans. Her pelvis rocks against me as she chases her orgasm.

“Coming!” she squeals. “Graham!” Her nails dig into my scalp and she comes all over my face.

As soon as her climax subsides, I stand and point to the bed. “Grab the condom,” I instruct. I drop my boxers and kick them behind me. “Roll it on me and tell me what position you want.” She tears the wrapper open with her teeth, then slides the rubber down my dick.

“That’s a powerful tool you’ve got,” she says. “Are you sure you know how to use that.”

I chuckle. “I promised three ways to make you come. I’ve delivered two and you still question me?”

That makes her laugh. “I’m not particular about positions. I mean, I don’t have a favorite. And you seem to know what you’re doing.”

I cock my brow at her. “Admitting the truth, I see.”

“I just want you to fuck me. I feel so empty, Graham. Fill me up?”

“Yeah, sugar, I’ll fill you up.” I pull her so her ass is on the edge of the bed. I wrap one arm around her legs, pressing them against my chest. Then with my other hand, I notch my dick at her entrance. I slide inside her. “Goddamn, Liz, you’re fucking tight.”

I bottom out inside her, my balls slapping her ass. With her legs tight together, I’m impossibly deep.

I pump into her and her pussy feels like it was created, especially for my dick. She palms her tits, tugs at her hard nipples. And again, the thought of how this one night won’t be enough flits through my mind.

I pull out and tell her to turn over on her. Then I slide into her from behind. Maybe if I can’t see her gorgeous face, my stupid fucking brain will stop conjuring impossible scenarios. This is just about getting her off. About relishing her while she’s here. Just one night with her is all I get.

I grip her hips and slam into her, and she moans loudly.

“Yes, fuck me hard like that,” she says.

“Your pussy is perfect. So damn tight and wet. I can feel how soaked you are, even with the condom,” I tell her. “Can you come like this?”