you," she said.
"I… I don't think I can."
"Come on." Plunging her hand down between her thighs, she reached under his shaft to his balls and squeezed them hard.
His mouth opened wide and he let out a girly squeal that could have easily been mistaken for pleasure, but was something else entirely.
"That's it. Come on." She kissed him hard on the mouth and at one point took his lip between her teeth.
He struggled to free his mouth from hers as she kept bouncing up and down on him. "Come on, baby. Does that feel good?"
"Uh-huh." He turned away to hide his pain-stricken look. She bounced harder up and down and at some point thankfully lost her grip of his sensitive balls.
"Come for me." She lifted higher and plunged down. Looking at her face, he had never seen her so determined. She rose once more then down again. His penis was losing its hardness and he felt a sharp pain as it flexed before luckily sliding inside her instead of folding in half. He finally took hold of her shoulders and kept her from moving back up. He let out a half squeal, half moan sound and she shot him a concerned look.
He put his hand on the back of her head and guided her chin to his shoulder as he tried to simulate the sounds of one of his orgasms. "Ahhhh… Ohhhhh." Sadly, he overdid it a bit when he added an over the top shudder. He blew out a long, slow breath. "Oh. Wow, that was… just… wow."
"Amazing, right?"
"Mm-Hmm." He nodded then made a face. "I'm getting a cramp though. Could you…?"
"Sure." She lifted off him and moved toward the desk.
He spun the chair away from her and leaned forward lowering his head between his knees and holding onto the table behind him for support. He took a look at his groin, penis, and balls for any signs of damage. It was a little redder than he was used to seeing it but other than that he found nothing unusual. He was, however, convinced bruising would appear and soon.
"I need something to, uh…" With one hand between her spread thighs, she reached blindly out to him. "Do you have a tissue or something?"
"Sure." He handed her a napkin from his drawer.
Looking at her hand, she narrowed her eyes then wiped her palm with the napkin. "That's weird. There isn't much."
"What?"
"There isn't much mess."
"Oh, I, um. I sorta took care of myself earlier," he lied.
"That's understandable with the way I've been feeling."
He nodded then stood and gingerly pulled his underwear and shorts over his sore parts.
She moved close to him and smiled. "Something tells me I just turned a corner with all this morning sickness and I might be back in the game."
"Oh, great." They hugged and he turned away from her with his face sinking.
"Maybe we can even do it again later when we get back from dinner at Victoria's."
He swallowed hard. "Uh, okay."
"Suddenly I'm feeling all sexy again. I think I'll stop at Victoria's Secret on the way home." She took a step back from him and wore a sexy grin. "And I might even shave everything off for you."
"Awesome." He forced a smile.
She took off toward the door. "See you later."
"Bye."
He plopped in his chair and sighed with his eyes closed. Seconds later Todd appeared at the door, holding back a laugh. "Dude, what happened in here?"
"Don't ask," he grumbled. "Could you get the door?"
As Todd pulled the door closed, Brian reached for the Tylenol.
12
With Kaylie bouncing around in her spin-chair-thing, Victoria, Jim, Brian, and Jillian sat down for a wonderful meal, which Jim had prepared. After some small talk about the weather and the television show Ray Donovan , Jim took a sip from his third glass of wine and flashed his brother a grin. "So did you guys have as much fun today as we did?"
"What?"
Jillian's eyes widened and she waved her hand at Jim. "Oh, let's not—"
"I was a little self-conscious at first… obviously." Jim lifted his glass to his wife. "But the talented doctor here put me at ease… literally."
"I do what I can." Victoria shot him a smug
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