Free Her Old-Fashioned Doctor by Sue Lyndon Page B

tan chest. He removed the garment and tossed it aside, then crossed his arms over that gorgeous chest she couldn’t stop staring at. “You have two seconds to remove your dress, Melissa, or I’ll rip it off you.”
    She gasped in air and fumbled to pull her dress off, clumsily drawing it over her head. She threw it to the floor and flushed as she met his dark gaze. An approving nod was his only response, and she felt her tummy flutter uncontrollably as he began unbuckling his belt. The thick leather length made her squirm. Would he punish her with the belt if she was especially naughty? Her bottom tingled at the thought, but those thoughts soon vanished at the sight of John removing his pants and boxers. His huge, thick, ready cock sprang out. She gulped at the size of him, wondering if she’d be able to take in his massive girth and length.
    He approached the foot of the bed and crawled on top of her. Her heart hammered and her mouth went dry. Heat coiled within her, a pleasurable tight ball that increased with each second as his warm flesh pressed to hers, and she groaned when he sought out a nipple to tease with his hot tongue. Teeth grazed overtop her stiff peak, and she writhed underneath him, arching her hips and begging to be taken. Fuck the foreplay, she wanted him now.
    “Please,” she begged. “Please take me now, John.”
    The vibration of his chuckle rippled through her breast and spread throughout her quivering body. Damn him. He meant to torture her forever.
    She moaned as he pinched her other breast while continuing to suckle on her stiff peak, each nip of his teeth sending a tug of pleasure straight to her clit. He pulled back and stared into her eyes, and his warm gaze caught her off guard. “You aren’t allowed to run away after this, young lady. No flitting off to Florida or New York, at least not without the promise that I’ll see you again soon. I want to hear you promise.” His hand delved between her thighs and stroked her pussy lips, teasing her entrance and tormenting her protruding clit with feather soft touches.
    “I-I promise!” She’d promise to carry his babies if only he’d press that huge cock of his into her center and give her the long, hard fucking she craved.
    He kissed her then, slow and sensual at first before becoming more demanding and thrusting his tongue deep to tangle with hers. She groaned into his mouth, lost in the wonderful eroticism of the moment. Bombs could’ve detonated right outside the open window and she wouldn’t have known, she was so lost in John and all the intense, surreal feelings he stirred within her.
    He stuck a finger into her pussy and she tensed and clamped her thighs together over his hand, groaning at the pressure winding up in her center. God, she was so close, so ready to shatter and she’d only been lying in his bed for a few short minutes. He moved from her mouth and trailed kisses down her neck, occasionally grazing her flesh with his teeth. She tilted her head to the side to give him better access, enjoying each kiss and nibble as he worked his way south, down her chest to her nipples again. He paid thorough attention to each erect peak, running his tongue over her sensitive buds before peppering kisses upon her stomach.
    A deep yearning overcame her, and she thrashed her head around and reached for him, running her hands through his hair. She lifted her hips and her center met with his mouth suddenly, and the first meeting of his tongue to her clit caused her to call out her pleasure. He splayed her lips apart with his fingers and focused on her swollen nubbin, circling it with slow and precise licks that drove her wild. Too soon he stopped and came to settle atop her, but she soon forgave the loss of his tongue on her nether parts when his cock prodded her slick center.
    Arching her center up, she attempted to entice his entrance, but he paused with his hard length resting just outside her pussy. His eyes blazed with passion and he