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“I love your scent,” he states lowly.
I’m almost stunned when he folds it and shoves it into his back pocket. In a fluid motion, he tugs on my yoga pants, pulling them over my hips and down my legs. He lets me bend over to step out of them before my top goes too. Once I’m naked, he steps back to gaze at me. Despite having been naked in front of men before, his gaze makes me self-conscious. When I cross my arms over my breasts, he protests.
“No, no, Megan. You’re beautiful, as I knew you’d be. I want to see your entire body.”
I tentatively uncross my arms and let them hang at my sides. Chase’s stare resembles that of a hungry wolf, and again the urge to cover myself rises, but I resist. He swiftly pulls off his shirt and flings it to the floor, then hastily undoes his jeans, slipping them off. To my delight, he isn’t wearing underwear.
His cock is beautiful. Long, thick, and topped with a perfect mushroom head that I desperately want to suck. This is the first time I’ve seen his legs. Flexed, they are muscular yet lean. In comparison, his torso is ridged with definition, as are his arms. My gaze then drifts back over his pelvis and thighs, where I notice deep surgical scars across his skin.
In the silence, we stare at each other. I’m not quite sure where to start, so I reach out and stroke his chest with both hands. Chase closes his eyes at my touch. Inching closer, I plant a kiss just above his nipple and watch as his eyelids fly open. He studies me as I descend to his stomach, pelvis, and then drop to my knees, all the while softly stroking his length.
Chase groans when I touch him. His hands tangle in my hair as my fingers trace the veins on his cock. Breathing in his musky scent, I cup his balls and take him in my mouth.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” he groans.
It’s nice to know that Dr. Pearce can come undone. I work my tongue up and down as I bob slowly at first, pausing at times to suck hard at his head. His hands weave into my hair and hold it away from my face. Every time I shift my gaze upward, he’s watching me intently, his eyes dark with desire as I work him over.
“Wait, Megan,” he soon whispers hoarsely. I do but only for a moment because his hands are still holding me close to his shaft. He softly strokes my cheek, and when I fondle his balls, he nods to me. As he cups my chin, holding me in place, I feel his body stiffen. With a final thrust, he pushes deep into my mouth, almost choking me, but I resist as his first spurt splashes the back of my throat, all the while he’s loudly groaning.
I hold him in place, digging my nails lightly into his thighs, swallowing everything he has to offer until he’s finished and quickly backs away. He’s still hard, and his cock is glistening gloriously with a sheen of my saliva and his cum.
“I’m sorry,” he begins, “I was rough with you and shouldn’t have been. It’s just been so long. Did I hurt you?”
I chuckle, wiping my lip. “No, but you surprised me with that last thrust.”
“Please get off your knees. I don’t like to see you that way.”
I quickly acquiesce, and he cups my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers. Then he dips down and licks first one, then the other, going back and forth to suck them into his mouth. The sensation sends shockwaves to my core, and it reminds me of how great my need to have him inside me really is.
“Tell me what you want,” he orders.
“I want you inside me,” I breathily say. “I need you.”
His fingers slide through my slick folds, pressing against my opening.
“You have to give me a few minutes, but it will be worth it. Get on the bed.”
He takes his hand away, and I scramble onto the mattress, lying down on my back. Chase takes his time and gazes down at me. Once again, I feel like shrinking. He must know what I think because he shakes his head and crawls onto me. Starting with my neck, he works his way down, feathering kisses until he gets to the hollow at my clavicle where he swirls his tongue.
Slowly moving down my body, he pays close attention to my breasts. Using his tongue and lips, he teases my buds until they’re diamond hard. His hands roam the space between the curves of my waist to my hips. Before long, Chase is hard as a rock, and I can feel precum as his cock head bobs against my leg.
“Megan, where are your condoms?”
If I speak, my voice will fail, so I point at my nightstand. He briefly moved away to pull it open and use his teeth to rip one off of the chain. I watch as he rolls it over himself, and I shiver with anticipation. Positioning himself over me again, Chase runs his cock through my folds, lubricating the head of the condom. My hips buck, and a smirk comes over his face.
“Don’t make me wait,” I beg.
“Patience is a virtue.”
I stop moving and bite my lip. As the seconds tick by, only then do I realize how shallow my breathing has become. He repositions himself at my opening, slightly shifting his hips, but he doesn’t enter. I want to scream that I’m ready when he cages me with his arms and thrusts inside. Holy fuck! He’s thicker than I imagined, and once he’s filled me, he stops.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, you feel good.”
“So do you. You’re snug.”
We’re face to face, and I curl my hands around his biceps as he begins to move, working himself in and out. Each drive hits that precious spot, edging me closer to my release. I close my eyes and feel him kiss each lid.
