Filthy Doctor(197)

“Don’t just say what you’re going to do and just… DOOOOOOOO.” Her voice rose considerably and she bit into her tongue to make sure that those on the outside didn’t hear her. She felt something cold and knew from what he had already done that he was duplicating the action down below. The jarring sensation tickled her clit and then he compounded the issue with his hot mouth enveloping that tiny little nub.

Payton looked up and saw this woman with her eyes half closed and knew that it was only a matter of time before he sank every single inch into her more than willing body. He needed to pave the way and the only way that he knew how to do that was with his fingers. He peeled open the petals of her sex, seeing that she was wet to the touch and finding that her nectar was from the gods themselves. He had his fair share of going down on women, but Josie had a certain flavor that was better than all the others.

Payton had become obsessed and became like a ravenous animal that had its leash taken off. His tongue was invading her personal space. He had his hands on her ass keeping her plastered against his mouth and the eagerness of his fingers stirring up her libido. He had to admit that it was doing wonders for his. His hardness was literally drumming to its own beat inside his pants. He liked having her this way and knowing that those on the other side were oblivious to what was going on behind closed doors. The music was loud and anything that they did inside this room would be masked by the crowd getting into the beat at the time.

He slapped her cheeks and heard the echo of the crack like music to his ears. He did that a few times. He heard her gasp with a certain pleasure that came with a mixture of pain. He had three fingers deeply inside of her, enclosed by her heat and muscles that were now making him think about what it would feel like to plunge deep between her legs.

Josie had taken a page from his book, grabbing onto the bottle of champagne and downing half of it in one swallow. Things were getting crazy and there was no need for this to ever end. She wanted to take off her clothes and let him bend her to his will. It was going to get rough and she was going to make him do it right the first time. She was going to tell him what she liked and be damned the consequences of trying to lead him by the hand. “I want you to spin me around and then I will bend over and let you kiss my ass.” She felt his huge body move her around with ease, until she was standing once again, but with her ass up against his face. She bent at an angle and looked at where he was now holding her open and stabbing her repeatedly with the long angle of his tongue.

“I hope that you’re ready for my kind of tough love.” Payton had no regrets about his life. The millions that he was already getting from his contract with the sharks paled in comparison to his investment portfolio. He had billions and this was a secret that he had never revealed to any one. He really didn’t need the contract to be that lucrative, but he wasn’t about to roll over and play dead like some sort of dog. He allowed those that worked for him to work out the details. He would’ve probably accepted anything to play the sport that he loved, but his agent was dead set on making it something legendary.

The feel of his fingers slipping in and out of her was amazing. She wanted it to continue for, as long as possible. She was close to having that moment and watching his eager face and the way that he was enjoying himself was too much. She actually enjoyed watching him, more than she did feeling his fingers and it was the combination of both of those things that took her over the top. “I’m ready for it… God damn… I’ve been ready for it from the moment that I saw you from across the room.” Her legs were shaky with her knees knocking. It was a wonder that she didn’t just face plant into the glass coffee table in front of her.

Payton felt that she was close and it wouldn’t take much to make it happen. It came in the form of his tongue circling her clit and then pulling it with his teeth. He was grazing along its surface to get her to let out a banshee cry that could probably shatter glass.

Josie fell back against him with her ass against his face and her hands now holding onto the top of the sofa. She grinded in a circle, enjoying keeping him in his place, but it was the thumping member of his sex that caught her attention. She caught her second wind and then she bent over once more, but this time she traced the outline of his love stick with first her eyes and then with her nimble fingers. She opened the zipper and saw the bulge obscenely showing its girth. His excitement that was quite evident by the moisture that had spread with a stain at where the head was currently pressing up against the waistband.

Josie grabbed onto the bottle of champagne and poured herself another one from the long neck. She turned it towards his mouth and he opened like some sort of lap dog. His outstretched tongue caught the liquid and she watched, as a lot of it drizzled down over his well defined chest. The hairs were soaked in it and the rivers that followed made a beeline for his belt line.

“I think…that we should slow things down a little.” She could almost hear the sigh of resignation. He didn’t like that she was putting the brakes on, but what he didn’t realize was that she was only teasing. “You can’t possibly think that I was serious. I’m too far gone to give a damn about anything, but my own pleasure and yours.” She flicked her fingernail at the split down the middle in his underwear. The red material separated and she caught her breath, as she got her first look at the product of what his mother gave him or maybe it was his father.

“I’m so glad that you said that, Josie. I thought that you were one of the many that balked at being with a real man. You scared me into thinking that you decided that you didn’t want any part of it. You don’t know how many times I’ve dealt with little girls, instead of real women that knew what they wanted and wasn’t going to take no for an answer.” Her hair was dragging along his pant legs. He could see her upside down about to try a position that seemed a little difficult.

“You’re not the only one that has been famished. I’ve been looking for something delicious to eat and I believe that you might just have the kind of protein that I’m looking for.” She easily devoured half of that link of sausage, tickling the underside and that vein that seemed to be throbbing out of control. She drooled all the way down the length of it, paying particular attention to the heavy laden balls that were currently encased in that red fabric. She was no stranger to deepthroating a cock and she was about to show Payton that the other girls were not in her league.

“Whoa…what the hell…you did that without even blinking.” Payton was beside himself and he took that bottle of liquor and poured the cold substance on to his shaft and her tongue at the same time. She licked it up readily and greedily, moaning around his shaft and causing this vibration that made his balls boil with the hot semen within. “I think that I just might have found me somebody that can match my oversexed behavior.” He lifted his hips and pulled back with a sheen of her salvia making him shine with the glistening droplets left behind.

It wasn’t the first time that Josie had a man try to run away from her. She could be a little overwhelming, but that wasn’t going to stop her from having her man. She pushed him down and straddled him with his sex giving her a very interesting kiss. The wet sticky point of his instrument was tracing a line down her slit. She sank down his pole like a fireman going down to the rescue of some kitten in a tree.

The liquor was making things fuzzy, but she could vividly feel the love muscle being strangled by her pussy. She squeezed those muscles and made his eyes go wide with the implications of what she was trying to make happen.

“You really don’t think that you can make me cum on command. I think that I have a little bit more self control than that.” Holding her ass cheeks in the palm of his hands, he began to bounce her to the rhythm of his hips coming off the sofa and slamming into her over and over again. The smacking sound of their flesh caused them to kiss hotly, pulling at each other’s tongue and making this one of the most enticing and unpredictable moments of both of their lives.

“I don’t know what it is about you, Payton, but I can’t seem to get enough of you. I think that it has something to do with the fantasy and believe me the fantasy doesn’t even compare to reality. I never knew that you had this kind of equipment and I certainly didn’t know that you knew how to use it the right way. Most guys think that just stroking into a woman is enough, but oral sex is exactly what you said it was. You master that and any woman will crawl over broken glass to show you their appreciation.” She was leaving him breathless and raking down his chest with her fingernails had only made it more difficult on him.

“I don’t believe it. If you’re not careful, you’re going to leave me in pieces.” He was slightly worried that she was going to break the skin, but what he didn’t realize was that this was not her first rodeo. Riding a man to completion was an art form and one that she required complete concentration. “I can feel you working me over and I have no idea how you’re doing that. I don’t know, if I’m coming or going, but I got a feeling that you’re going to find out sooner than later.” The liquor was causing him to move with the motion of a man possessed by a woman that had turned me into a gibbering idiot.