Free Healing the Doctor (BWWM Interracial Romance) by Sherice Cook Page B

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    “No, Hailey. No sweetheart,” he moaned, clenching his eyes shut, grabbing her waist down so she couldn’t ride him. Hailey bent over and kissed his eyes, circling her hips against his navel, feeling the streaks of orgasm rip through her insides.
    “I want you, Greg. I want you so bad. Please, don’t deny me,” she moaned and Greg’s eyes opened at the pained tone in her statement. He released her hips instantly and Hailey sat up, her hands placed on his chest, her head fallen back as she began to ride him.
    Greg had never before seen such a beautiful sight. Her large, full breasts swayed and jerked, and she rode him fast, taking his cock deep. She slid her hips back and forth alongside him, moving up and down, and Greg could feel the head of his cock grinding against her pussy walls.
    Hailey whimpered each time his cock hit her sweet g-spot and she came with a scream, writhing and shaking above Greg’s body. Greg saw her spasm as she came above him, and he finally let his cock have what it was hungry for. He spurted his load deep into her core, heavily, making him shake and jerk.
    Hailey’s pussy was tightening around his cock, sucking at it, and she seemed to drain every last drop of his cum into her body. His bitterness, his bleakness, his guilt, all seemed to evaporate within moments and he was consumed, wanting the moment to never end.
    Hailey collapsed on top of Greg’s chest, and he grabbed her back. They were both sweaty and breathless, and lay there for what seemed like an eternity.
    Greg’s cock was still semi-hard, refusing to soften in the hot confines of her pussy. She kept his cock trapped in her exhausted insides and occasionally tensed her muscles to tease him.
    Greg could feel her pussy tightening around his cock and he pulled her down to his side, his body still intimately joined to hers.
    When Hailey opened her eyes, they were full of an emotion he had forgotten existed in the world. She parted her lips as if to say something but then stopped, bending her head and pressing closer to his bare chest.
    Greg slid out of her and Hailey moaned at the loss. “I never want to let you go,” she whispered and Greg’s arms instinctively tightened around her, holding her close.
    “I don’t want to go,” he whispered and he meant it, but a sudden burst of doubt reentered his soul. He saw Deb in his mind and clenched his eyes shut, trying to blot out the memory of her. She was gone, but her memory refused to leave him alone.
    Deb’s mother’s words returned to haunt him and he tensed in Hailey’s embrace.
    He knew she would be hurt and he didn’t have the heart or the courage to hurt sweet, wonderful Hailey. But he was so confused, he was suddenly tense and breathless, and he wanted to escape. He wanted to run away from all the dread and confusion messing with his mind, and he was terrified.
    Slowly entangling himself from Hailey’s embrace, he pulled away, avoiding the shocked expression on Hailey’s face.
    “Greg?” she whispered holding his hand tightly but he tugged at it, his face twisted in pain. Hailey saw the look perfectly and she knew, she knew this was it. He was going to leave her.
    Pride and pain crossed her face, but she checked herself instantly. Greg saw her dark-skinned hand slide out of his, but at the moment he didn’t care, he just wanted to escape.
    He grabbed his clothes off the floor, and swiftly slid into them, avoiding Hailey’s eyes, turning his back to her.
    Hailey looked away from the tall, injured man who ruled her heart, and clenched her jaw tightly together. She refused to let the tears spill from her eyes. She couldn’t let him see her. She didn’t want him to. She wanted to hide, cover her face and bawl for being an idiot, for being so naïve.
    Greg stopped at the bedroom door, tense, his neck aching with stress. He turned to glance at Hailey, and saw her staring at the wall to the left, her face harsh, unlike anything he had ever seen on her gorgeous