Page 58 of Doc T (Macha MC 1)


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“Damn, baby, you’re always soaking for me,” he murmured, inserting another finger and pumping it in and out.

She arched her back at his fluid movements as she kissed him harder, her breathing staggered the closer she came to release. When he removed his fingers, she let out an annoyed groan. “What’re you—”

His lips cut off the rest of her protest. Her eyes rolled back once more, and she suddenly didn’t care about his interruption. The sound of foil tearing met her ears, and he pulled away from her lips in time for her to watch him sheath his long cock. She licked her lips at the tantalizing sight. He was the most beautiful man she’d ever laid eyes on.

“You ready for me?” he asked, his voice a sexy combination of husky and commanding.

She nodded enthusiastically, hair catching on the wall. “Please.”

Doc entered her as soon as she breathed the last syllable. For a long moment, she couldn’t move. He slowly pulled out and slammed back into her. She tightened her legs around him, his cock hitting her just right.

He leaned down and kissed her, hips increasing their rhythm. Isa tried to counter his movements, but the concrete wall behind her made it increasingly difficult. Even with the towel, she couldn’t move. She was completely pinned, his hands cupping her arse, bringing her up and down his hard cock. He filled her so full that she wasn’t sure she could handle the delightful agony. With each long stroke, her body hummed against him. She squirmed closer until his movements struck her clit, the bundle of nerves pushing her closer to release.

A tickle of wind grazed her exposed nipples, and the sound of the sliding door at the back of the house opening caught her attention. She shuddered but couldn’t resist the pulse of their lovemaking. The shy Irish girl was long gone. She didn’t give a damn if someone caught them. The sliding door shut again, and she nipped his collarbone. He growled in response, encouraging her to do it again. Goose bumps lined his skin the more she bit his neck, his hips slamming into her harder.

Doc hissed out a curse and grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him. The lust-rimmed blue eyes were too much for her to handle. His tongue intertwined with hers, the connection sending her head into the clouds. He kissed as though it were the last time, and she yearned for more. His thrusts picked up, the sound of his balls slapping against her arse echoing in the courtyard. A strangled moan escaped her mouth, but Doc was there to drown out the sound.

“You keep making those noises and my brothers will come watch,” he teased, kissing her again. She could barely hear above the rush of blood in her ears but sensed they weren’t alone. The idea of someone watching them didn’t bother her. At least not in the moment. All she cared about was Doc and the expert way he pounded into her.

Finally, warmth spread up her toes and to her head. The familiar tingling sensation of an orgasm rushed her body faster than the last time. She opened her mouth to cry out, but only a whisper of his name came through.

His tempo increased as she drifted from the mountaintop of her ecstasy. His cock swelled once more, and he moaned into her neck through his own release. The fervor of his lips slowly decreased, but he remained cuddled against her body.

Isa’s breathing evened out, the residual effects of Doc’s touch filtering through her. The first night had been incredible, but this? This was pure ecstasy.

She grinned against his leather cut.And out in the open. You little slut.

He cupped her face and kissed her gently. No words were needed. Their bodies said plenty. They both felt the connection.

“Isa, you have a call,” a deep voice said, cutting into the silence.

She yelped and tried to right her swimsuit. The top half was easier than the bottom since Doc was presently inside her. Her eyes met his, and a proud glint crossed his blue gaze. “Don’t get used to taking me anywhere you want,” she teased in his ear.

He disposed of the condom, tucked himself back into his jeans, and then helped her fix her swimsuit. “I’ll fuck you anytime I want, princess.” He winked. “If you let me, that is.”

She blushed and bit her bottom lip. He didn’t have to ask, but he would.

Taking a step, she cursed when her legs wobbled. She took another and stifled a giggle when her knees knocked together. Tossing a glance over her shoulder, she noticed the smugly satisfied grin on Doc’s handsome face. He was damn proud of himself for fucking her legs right out from under her.

Straightening her shoulders, she moved from the shadows and walked around the corner. Brewer stood with a sheepish look on his freckled face.

“Who is it?” she asked, hoping she didn’t sound as breathless as she felt. If she didn’t find a chair soon, she’d simply topple right over.

“Phantom.”

She nodded and lifted her hands to her head. The hair there was in complete disarray. She tried to smooth it down, but it was useless. Until she found a brush, Isadora Walsh would simply have to walk around withjust got fuckedhair. Surprisingly, she didn’t mind one smidgen.

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Doc

Doc sankinto the leather couch and exhaled. Isa was off with Brewer and Reaper, chatting with her dad. He would’ve gone with her if he had the chance, but apparently Brewer was sufficient protection for the walk to the phone.

Doc needed a drink anyhow. After fucking her outside by the pool, his body hummed with adrenaline. He guzzled the rest of his beer and grabbed a fresh one from the side table. Normally, getting his dick wet once or twice would suffice for a while.Not with Isa.He wanted her. Needed her, even. It was the best bad news he could imagine.

Klink and Hawk entered the open living room. Each one gave him a knowing look. They’d been on rooftop security and no doubt heard and saw a few things. That fact riled him more than he thought. He’d screwed nymphs in front of his brothers before and didn’t give a shit. But with Isa, he didn’t want anyone else to see what they did. It was more than fucking.

“I couldn’t help but notice a porno outside earlier,” Klink began, plopping into the seat next to him. “It was a bit amateur for my taste, though.”

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