Free Falling For The Doctor (BWWM Pregnancy Romance) by Violet Jackson Page B

followed her.
    “Sherina would you like to speak with my attorney? The divorce is complete; I swear. You were never the other woman; you are the only woman for me and I love you as I have never loved anyone.”
    Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes flew to his, assessing.
    “I love you Legs, and I’m sorry I hurt you. I never meant to; I could never want to hurt you,” he whispered.
    Sherina’s eyes filled with tears as she read the truth in his gaze. Somehow, this strong, self-assured man had given his heart to her; he loved her and he was always hers.
    “I love you too,” she responded, her heart thumping wildly in her chest as she said the words she had been choking back for months.
    With a groan, David grabbed her and hauled her into his arms for a bruising, desperate kiss into which he poured all the love flowing in his veins.
    ***
    Sherina grinned up at David as he came down on top of her in her bedroom hours later. He looked a little more like his old self and she marveled at the difference a few hours could make. He was still slim as ever but his eyes were alive and bright with their usual smoldering intensity. He had lost that ravaged, confused look he had this morning.
    David took her lips in a wild, turbulent kiss that curled every last one of her toes. Then slowly, he lowered his lips to her neck and began to lightly kiss the exposed expanse of skin at her throat. Sherina moved restlessly against him, urging him on with her cries of pleasure. His lips moved from her neck, trailed a sensitive spot on her collarbone, and then lowered to her breasts, kissing, licking and suckling every inch of skin.
    Sherina arched against him her hands slowly trailing over and caressing every inch of him. He groaned and captured her hands, raising them above her head. His lips feasted on her breasts as his hand trailed gently down to the juncture of her thighs. His lips followed his hands down her body and trailed down to her vagina, opening hotly over her soft clitoris.
    The sensation was so hot and unexpected that she almost came right then and there. Sherina began to roll her hips in circles, helpless to control the motion as David’s lips sucked her clitoris. As he sucked, he dipped one long finger into her and immediately, her vaginal muscles clamped down eagerly onto the intruding finger and began to clench. Sherina moaned an encouragement and he sucked her even harder as more wetness pooled between her dripping folds, the tension gathering in the pit of her stomach.
    Sensing that she was about climaxing, David pulled his finger out of her immediately and replaced it with the broad head of his penis which he deliberately thrust in inch by agonizing inch, ignoring her orders to go faster. Before he got fully to the hilt, Sherina was screaming, bucking and cumming, clenching and unclenching around his dick.
    David stalled, enjoying the tight sensation as she gripped him. Then when she had finished, he resumed his thrusts, changing the angle so unexpectedly that she tensed around him again. Sherina moaned, helpless to control his thrusts or her reaction as he continued to drive her inexorably towards fulfillment again.
    Fine tremors shook her from the crown of her head to the sole of her feet leaving her sated, spent and weak as a rag doll. David stilled, watching her as different expressions chased across of her face in the thrall of her pleasure. When she was finally sated, he resumed pounding, his face thrown back in pleasure, his teeth gritted. An intense shudder shook his powerful frame and he continued to slam into her deliciously, his hands tightening on her slim supple thighs. Soon, he was screaming her name as he came powerfully; pouring his seed into her tight, wet, willing passage until he was drained completely.
    Silence reigned as David collapsed onto the bed beside her; a silence broken only by the sounds of their panting breaths.
    “Are you alright?” Sherina asked, leaning up on an elbow to stare