“Fuck, I’m coming,” he growled as his body arched back and his hips jerked up.
I rode him harder, not wanting him to be able to stop himself. My pussy gripped him as it seized and pleasure shot through me.
He groaned again, and this time when his hands went to my hips, it was to help them rock over him and draw out his orgasm.
The minute he was done, I was off of him. “Don’t you ever use me to punish yourself again.”
7
Nick
I reached for Mia, feeling like a fucking idiot. “Mia, I’m sorry.” When I couldn’t coax her back on the couch, I stood and reached for her again. “I’m … I’m a fucking mess.”
That seemed to have worked as she stopped trying to get away from me. “Sex isn’t the answer, Nick. That shouldn’t have happened.”
She was probably right. The truth was, it worked. To have her hands on me again was like heaven. The minute my dick was inside her hot tight pussy, I felt like nothing in the world mattered except fucking her. But as I let pleasure take over, the guilt pushed back in. What the fuck was wrong with me that I was experiencing something so pleasurable after losing a patient?
An act designed to make me forget for a moment was turned into a mechanism to punish myself for losing my patient.
“You’re probably right, but don’t go … I need the distraction. Please.” I pulled her against me. At first, she stiffened, and I knew I needed to let her go. But then her body went pliant against mine. All those smooth soft curves melted into me, giving me warmth.
“The guilt is going to swallow me whole.” I didn’t know why I was saying all this. Yes, she and I had a relationship once, but now she was the hospital lawyer. It was her job to determine if I’d done something wrong. Confessing my guilt wasn’t wise.
“Nick.” Her arms went around me, and I sank into them.
“You’re so sweet and good … I fucking need that right now.” I steered back to the couch. My dick was hard again. I needed to be inside her, to feel a part of something and not like I was whirling off into an abyss.
She sat and pulled me over her. Thank fuck, she was with me on this. “Let go, Nick. I won’t go through you edging yourself as punishment again.”
“I want to get lost in you, Mia. I want to drown in you.” I ran my hands down her body, this time trying to pay attention. I wanted to reacquaint myself with her smooth skin and luscious curves. Her pussy was wet and I wanted to taste her there, the only thing I hadn’t done when we’d been together before.
She pulled me to her. “Take what you need.”
I realized I still had on the last condom. “I need another condom.” I pulled the last condom off, tying the end, and setting it on a napkin on the coffee table. I reached for my wallet that I’d tossed on the table when I’d gotten the last condom. I quickly covered my dick and then lay over her, lifting her thigh over my hip.
“Thank you for this,” I said, feeling a bit like an idiot and yet, who knew what my mind would be like had she not shown up. Had she not given me a moment to forget.
She pulled my head down and kissed me. From the first time I kissed her years ago, until now, her lips were like a magic elixir. Tasting her always sent a shot of adrenaline coursing through my blood. It made me feel alive and potent. Like I was the fucking king of the world.
I had no illusion that we’d get back together or that this would ever happen again. It made me want to go slow and take my time. I wanted to savor and get lost in her until there was nothing but her.
I sucked on her nipples, tugging and blowing on them until they were tight peaks. She’d always liked it when I’d done that before, and this time seemed the same if her gasps and moans were any indication. I caressed her belly, loving the softness of her skin. I followed my hand with my lips, trailing kisses down, down until I reached her hip.
“I want to eat you, Mia. Will you let me?” Please God, I thought. Before, she’d always been too self-conscious.
“Nick.”
I looked up at her. “I want to taste you. For once in my life I want to know all of you.”
She had that look in her eyes again, a mixture of pity and sympathy. She gave a nod, even though I could tell she was still self-conscious. That probably meant no man had ever gone down on her. It would be crazy to think she hadn’t been with another man in the last few years, but it would have made me fucking jealous to learn she’d let another man have her sweet pussy.
I kissed her just below her belly button and then rubbed my nose in her bush, inhaling the exotic intoxicating scent of her. Wh
at was it about Mia that her scent permeated every cell of my body? It had always been like that. Since we’d broken up, I’d been with other women, but none of them felt like they were a part of me.
I dragged my tongue through her folds, loving the way her hips rose and she moaned.
“You taste divine,” I said, as I flicked at her clit, growing harder and rosier under my tongue. Then I sucked it into my mouth, pulling on it until she was writhing and her fingers were gripping my head. I stopped before her orgasm hit.