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“It’s okay. You get the VIP treatment.”
Pulling back slightly, she looks up at me, confused.
“I don’t usually cuddle my patients,” I explain but fail to mention I have no qualms sleeping with them.
“Oh,” she says guiltily, pulling away.
But I hold on tight, not allowing her to move an inch. “But lucky for us, you’re not one of my patients,” I say, brushing her tears away with my thumb.
“Thank you, Dixon. That’s the first time I’ve cried in a very long time.”
“How’d it feel?”
“Good,” she replies with a sad smile.
“Well, anytime you need this”—I pat my right shoulder—“it’s yours.”
It’s meant to be a joke, but Madison’s eyes widen, and it appears she’s only just realized she’s been pressing against my bare chest because she quickly pulls out of my arms and blushes as she looks at my body. Her eyes linger on my stomach, and as they briefly drop down to my crotch, my very attentive body jumps to attention, and things begin twitching below the belt. I’m semi-hard by a look alone.
But I stand proud because I want her to know she’s elicited this response.
Madison steps forward, and with apprehensive fingers, she reaches out and touches the dip between my collarbones. Themoment her trembling fingers make contact with my skin, I hiss in pleasure because her movements are slow and measured. With the tips of her fingers, she then slowly glides down my torso, stopping just above my heart. I never take my eyes off her. I’ve never experienced something as erotic because I know her exploration of my willing body is probably her first time.
With fumbling fingers, she moves to one pec muscle, her pointer finger lightly circling my nipple, while I barely contain the moan caught in my throat. I watch with heated desire as she bites her lip, her small teeth rolling her ruby flesh backward and forward.
But still, I don’t say a word.
She moves across to the other nipple, and as she passes her thumb over it, my dick jumps to attention, and I’m now fully hard. Her eyes drop to my tenting sweats, and instead of seeing fear, I see desire. I almost come in my pants because it’s a sight worth coming for.
As much as I want to reach out and touch her, I don’t. I remain utterly still and allow her to take control. With delicate apprehension, she slides her fingers down my middle and detours to my ribs, tracing over my tattoo. A single touch has never felt so intimate, and I hum low, about ready to explode.
“I don’t think it’s pathetic. I think it shows what you did in order to survive.” She sweeps her long hair to one side as she bends forward, laying a single kiss on my flank.
Her lips feel like a shot of adrenalin to my starved body, and I shudder under her gentle touch. She lays another kiss, and then another, and another down the length of my tattoo until her lips rest at my waist. Both of her hands are wrapped around my hips, and she’s bent low to get full access to my obliques. The sensual sight evokes images of her wrapping her lips around my straining dick and bringing this home. But I won’t have her onher knees on this cold, hard floor pleasuring me because all I can think about is seeing her explode because of my hand.
“Come here,” I say, my voice hoarse, filled with longing.
Madison slowly rises, standing to full height. We face one another, inches apart, our chests rising and falling as we anticipate what comes next. Madison surprises me, however, as she’s the one who makes the first move. She edges forward and places a hand over my racing heart and slowly raises her mouth to mine, our breaths mingling into one.
But before this happens, I need to make sure this is what she wants, and she’s not just lost in the moment.
“If you kiss me,” I roughly state, my gaze locked with hers. “You can’t take it back.”
“I don’t want to take it back,” she whispers, her warm breath caressing my cheeks, her eyes filled with molten desire.
“Good,” I growl before swooping forward and devouring her mouth with an impassioned need.
The kiss is frenzied, and we don’t start slow. It’s a race to determine who can consume the other person first.
I wrap one hand around Madison’s waist, and with the other, I fist her long hair, using it as leverage so I can dominate her mouth. She’s gasping and moaning, her lithe body writhing against mine, and her jarring movements are rubbing over my dick in the most delicious way possible. She throws both arms around my neck, pulling my mouth down to hers, and the hunger I feel controls my actions as I walk her backward into my room, my lips never leaving hers.
She comes willingly, and the moment the back of her knees hits the edge of the mattress, she falls backward, pulling me down with her. My huge body shadows her tiny frame, and I try to take my full weight off her by resting up on my elbows. She folds her strong legs around me and pulls me down on top of her.
I can’t get enough of her and every frenzied kiss I deliver, she kisses me back twice as hard. Her tongue duels with mine, and her desire is like an aphrodisiac within itself. Before long, I’m tearing at her top, needing to feel her bare skin against mine.
I manage to yank her tee off without parting with her mouth for longer than two seconds, and then I’m back on her, kissing her like I might expire without her lips. Her legs scissor beneath me, and I know she wants a release. I plan on giving her one—and giving it to her good.
As hard as it is, I pull my mouth away from hers, and she takes a much-needed breath, her chest rising and falling so quickly that her juicy, bouncy breasts almost spill free from her black lacy bra. My cock jolts at the sight, and Madison gasps, her eyes widening as I’m pressed against her core.
