Page 51 of Doc T (Macha MC 1)


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“Damn, Isa,” he murmured, lightly kissing above each breast. Her fingers threaded in his long hair, nails running along his scalp and sending a chill down his spine. His lips hovered at her nipples. Keeping her gaze, he licked the right one. Her eyes lit up before they rolled into her head. Sucking the nipple into his mouth, Doc traced her left breast with his fingertips. After properly turning her nipple to a peak, he gave the other one equal attention.

By the time he finished with her breasts, his cock demanded an audience. Ignoring his selfish body part, he helped her out of the tight jeans. He climbed on the bed, kissing her again.

The musky scent of her arousal tempted him too much. He moved down her body, lips touching everywhere his fingers weren’t. When he reached her hips, he traced the curve above the lace panties. They matched her black bra, and he couldn’t wait to see them on the floor too.

Nestling between her legs, he looked up. Her gray eyes were hazy and curious at the same time. “How far have you gone with a man before?”

“Some stuff.”

He nuzzled her apex and she jumped.

Evidently not a lot of stuff.

“Tell me.”

A stunning blush started at her cheeks and spread over her face. “Second base.”

He reached up and grabbed her breasts. “This?”

She nodded and he rolled her nipples between his fingers. The way she pushed toward him enticed him to kiss above her panties. A tremble shook her body and he froze.

“Isa, are you all right?”

“Aye, don’t stop.” She grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts again.

Chuckling, he tempted her for another few seconds before slipping one hand beneath the lace that separated her from him. Her eyes locked on him and her breathing staggered. He groaned at her recently manicured womanhood. He didn’t give a shit so long as it was tidy, and she was most definitely tidy.

“I see our resident madam has been whispering in your ear,” he teased, finding her slit and tracing down it. Her legs clenched.

“I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“Princess, you could never do that.” His finger reached her core and found it wet. He couldn’t stop the groan from escaping his lips. “Fuck, you’re drenched.”

“Is that bad?”

He licked his finger clean. “No, baby, but you’re about to get so much wetter.”

Another blush raced down her body, enticing him further. Doc brushed her panties down her thighs and chucked them out of sight. Isa lay before him, the tastiest feast he’d ever seen in his life.

And she was his. All his.

Positioning her against his mouth, he met her eyes and slowly started licking her clit. Isa’s eyes bulged but she didn’t recoil. Instead, as his tongue made contact, her hips rose to welcome him deeper.

“Damn, you taste so good.” He plunged his tongue into her tight hole and gently rubbed her clit. Already he sensed the buzz in her body. He’d make her come undone at least three times before he released.

Switching his tongue and finger, he slid the digit in and out of her. Her muscles clenched him tight. He added a second finger. When he added a third, she mewed. His girl liked big. Well, that was good, because he wasn’t anywhere close to small.

Rubbing her clit with his thumb, he felt her thighs against his head. He continued to eat her pussy while she neared her climax. He looked up and caught the sight of her thrashing her head into the pillow, loud moans filling the air. She was nearly there.

He increased the pressure on her clit and his beautiful Irish princess came undone. He eagerly lapped up her pleasure, the taste sweeter than fresh honey. Her hips shook and she cried out his name, clenching his head between her legs. If he died then and there, his only regret would be not loving Isa sooner.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmured, lapping up the last of her passion. Isa lay back, trying to catch her breath, her cheeks flush with her recent release. Moving to her lips, he caught her mouth and let her taste for herself. Instead of shying away, she tangled her tongue with his, further turning him on.

He released the kiss and shook his head approvingly. “I think you liked that.”

She tangled her fingers in his hair. “I did.” She looked to his jeans still in place. “When are you going to let me see what you’re hiding beneath those?”

“Anytime you want.”

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