Page 65 of A Doctor for Daisy


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“Do you know you’ve got such nice hands?”

“The most important part of my body,” he said.

“I don’t know about that,” she said. Her hands went down to the front of his jeans and cupped him. His dick was hard and pressing through. She could almost feel the heat of his body through his clothes.

“Let’s say the most important part of my career.”

“This is about us,” she said. “Not your career.”

“It is,” he said. “So just feel. Let yourself go. I think you need that.”

It’s funny how he could read her so well.

She shut her eyes and decided to do what he said. She’d make it up to him later if he took care of her now.

Her little slip-on sneakers were pulled off, her leggings yanked down with her underwear. She was left only wearing her bra which he made quick work of.

She expected he would go right toward her dripping heat like he normally did, but he hadn’t.

She opened her eyes and saw him removing his clothes, then reaching for a condom.

She inched up on the bed better, her head on the pillows, him crawling up and over her, grabbing her hands and holding them above her head.

His mouth went to hers, their fingers interlacing together. She felt trapped but in a wonderful way.

This was different for them. It was slower than normal. More considerate when they would usually yank their clothes off and go at it because their time was limited.

Guess she’d made that mistake before too and so many more causing her to land on her head.

“You feel good,” she said.

“You feel tense,” he said. “Relax.”

He was whispering in her ear, his dick moving around and finding her opening, then sliding in. It amazed her how ready she always was for him.

“It’s hard when it feels so good.”

She lifted her hips up, but he said, “No. Don’t go fast. Take it slow. Nice and slow. Like a ballet rather than a rap song.”

She’d never heard it put that way before and tried not to laugh at his comparison, but she got it.

“I’ll try,” she said.

His hips were moving slow, his cock sliding in and out of her. All the way out, then all the way in. It was almost a tease that he’d stop and then give her what she needed.

“Do you like that?” he asked.

“A lot,” she said and moaned when he stopped almost out of her completely, then slammed back in fast. “That even more.”

“I figured,” he said.

His mouth went to hers and he started to kiss her almost sweetly. No tongue action, just lips. More of a tease. She hadn’t realized he had this much control when he never seemed to before.

“Why are you doing this to me?”

“I’m treasuring you,” he said. “Letting you know that life isn’t all about rushing to the end.”

She shut her eyes hearing him say that. It made her feel better to a point.

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