Jamie
“What kind of doctor did you want to be?”
I still couldn’t believe that I was holding Eva in my arms and stroking her bare back with my fingertips. I cradled her closer, never wanting the connection to end. “I had planned on going into emergency medicine.”
“Why emergency medicine? It’s so stressful.”
It was one of the more stressful areas of medicine to get into. But I thought it would have suited me. I was pretty good at thinking on my feet. “I know it may be difficult to believe, considering how I just showed up here a few hours ago crazed and desperate, but I usually don’t buckle under pressure.”
She chuckled against my chest and looked up at me. “I do believe that. You would have made a great ER doctor. One reason I believe that is because people trust you.” Her eyes grew serious. “I’ve seen how your parishioners respond to you, how they look to you for guidance. Today it’s hard for people to trust so blindly. Especially those who have already lived through a scandal such as St. Bede’s.”
I didn’t want to talk about my parish right now or the parishioners I was forsaking every second I lay in Eva’s bed. I didn’t want this reality to end. It was too soon. So I didn’t and focused on the woman lying naked next to me. She felt so fucking good tucked against me, like she belonged there. I couldn’t let her go. I wouldn’t survive it. I didn’t want to think of a life without her in it.
“Want to know the other reason why I think you would have made a good doctor?” she asked. I detected a hint of mischief in her eyes, and then suddenly, in one fluid movement she slung her leg around and straddled me. She took my hands in hers and stared at my palms. Her hair drifted over her shoulders and tickled my chest, causing my already hard cock to pulsate beneath her. It would have been so easy to shift her over a bit and thrust up into her. “These hands have the ability to heal.” She weaved her fingers through mine. “These hands are magic.” Her voice deepened and I suddenly felt her slick heat against the tip of my cock. I watched her lips tug at the corners to form a naughty, seductive smile. “And these hands make me so wet, so ready for you,” she said, placing my hands on her breasts.
She left her hands on mine for a few seconds before letting me take over, and then her hands fell to my chest. Perched on top of me naked, with her perfect, full tits in my hands, Eva looked like a goddess, a goddess who was so fucking aroused. I pinched one nipple while I rolled the other, and she let out a sweet gasp. My cock slid through her slick folds, but I didn’t enter her because I needed to find something out first. Eva craved submission and loved it rough, but was she willing to call the shots? For her to be the one to set the pace? I ground my cock along her folds, making goddamn sure that I touched that sensitive bundle of nerves. She bit her lower lip and let out a moan that made my balls tighten.
“Do you need something, Eva?” I asked, still twisting those taut nipples, still rocking my cock against her.
A breathless, “Yes,” escaped her lips. I played dirty and rolled my hips, hitting that spot over and over again. I knew she could come like this, with just her nipples being pinched and my cock sliding between her glistening folds. But I wanted to see her unravel completely.
“What is it, beautiful girl?” With her hands still on my chest she leaned over and kissed me. It was soft and gentle and then ended with a whimper. “What do you want, Eva?”
She was wound so tight, ready to implode at any moment. “You, Jamie.” Her eyes fluttered and her breathing intensified. She still worked her hips and ground against my cock. It was becoming painful, but I wasn’t going to deny her or myself of this.
“Then take me, Eva. Fuck me.” I released her nipples and let my arms drop to my sides.
Her lips parted as she searched my eyes. I watched that hooded stare morph into one of urgent need. The animal inside her was taking over and begging to be let out. I knew what she was feeling. It happened every time she had given herself over to me. Every time she entrusted me with her body and soul. Eva reached behind with one hand and grabbed my cock. My hips jolted which only made her grip tighten around me. Her eyes were feverish, consumed with desire and untamed lust when she sat back and impaled herself.
“Christ!” She felt so fucking good. But what made me almost lose it was when I looked down and stared at the place where we were joined. I watched my dick slide in and out of her as she rode me, took me, fucked me at an ungodly pace. I kept my hands at my sides, fisting her sheets so I wasn’t tempted to touch her, at least not until she asked . . . because this moment belonged to her.
“My God, you feel so good inside me . . . so fucking good.” She rose to her knees and slammed back down, sheathing my cock, taking me to the root. In and out. In and out. She panted, she cursed, she fucked me until my vision blurred and I begged to come. “Suck my nipples,” she moaned. Crazed, I sat up and wrapped her legs around me without breaking our connection. I gripped her by the hair and tugged until her back and neck arched, giving me the perfect angle to lick, bite and devour those perfect rose-colored peaks. “Jamie . . . yes . . . God, yes.” She bounced in my lap, drenching my cock with her juices. I couldn’t take it anymore, and like an answer to my prayers she said, “Grab my ass.” Her arms linked around my neck as I grabbed and squeezed her ass cheeks, which only increased the friction between us. We groaned together as we chased our climax. But I wouldn’t come, not yet. Not until she told me to. “Give it to me, Jamie. Come.”
I thrust my hips once, twice and then I exploded inside her, filling her with my cum. Her fingers clawed the back of my neck as I felt the first wave hit her. She cried out as her pussy clenched around me, making my own orgasm go on and on. We clung to each other, our bare chests pressed together, our heartbeats perfectly in sync. Still inside her, while her body trembled, I took her face in my hands and looked into her eyes, which were welling up. There were no words for what just happened between us. I had never given myself over to someone like that. I had never trusted someone so implicitly. I felt the back of my eyes burn and I swallowed the lump in my throat. I wanted to tell her that I loved her, that she was mine, and I would forever belong to her. But I couldn’t do that. Because I wasn’t free. As if she knew the internal battle raging within me, she gave me a warm smile and then held me until I fell asleep in her arms.