Filthy Doctor(198)
He found his manhood by turning her over and placing her feet onto his shoulders. He looked down to see that they were joined at the hip and the feeling was indescribable. He pushed forward with his knees planted on the leather couch. He buried himself repeatedly and watched her face turn from mild amusement to orgasmic contortions. Her eyes were closed and she was throwing her head from side to side, while he appealed to her sexual nature.
They were already sweaty and it didn’t even occur to them that time meant absolutely nothing. In their inebriated state, they could continue to give, as good as they were getting. “I’ve been sick of the same old kind of sex. It’s boring. I need a real man that can take control…take control.” She licked her lips to find any kind of moisture, as she screamed and buried her teeth into his neck through the shirt that was hanging barely on his frame.
He could feel the motion of her sex going out of control. His knob was flared like that of a beast ready to let go. He tried to hold on, but then it became an effort just to keep going an inch at a time. He felt like they needed time, so he did the only thing that he could under the circumstances. He pulled free to see that he was on the edge. The color of his shaft had turned this angry purple and the knob looked like it was going to explode at any second. “I don’t want to ruin this and you deserve better than that. I can make this something more than what I have with other girls. I should just take you and fuck you, until I cum inside that sweet little hole of yours. For some reason I want to prolong that from happening. I want to enhance this experience and leave you with a lasting reminder of our time together.” He didn’t dare touch himself, or that would’ve been the last thing that he would ever do.
Josie was looking at him strangely and couldn’t quite believe that he had the forethought to pull away at the last second. She saw that it was throbbing and in need of some kind of relief, but he was denying himself that pleasure for the sake of making this last longer. She was tempted to grab it and to see it fire off like a cannon, but what she wanted most of all was for her idol to man up.
“I’m surprised that you didn’t just throw your hands up in defeat. This is my idea of celebrating and living my life. I think that it’s time that we hit the floor. We can do it like they do on the discovery channel.” She could see the confusion in his eyes, but that turned to elation, as she got into the position of the doggy style. She wiggled her butt and winked at him over her shoulder. She had her hands over the glass coffee table with her breasts pressing into the surface. Her nipples were squashed underneath her, but then she felt his hands touching her and then peeling away her resistance.
“Never let it be said that I don’t give the girl what she wants.” The scuffing of his knees on the wood underneath him was nothing. The liquor that was inducing this kind of reaction had also caused him to feel no pain. The only thing that he was worried about was how long he was going to last, as he buried himself and held still with the quivering lips now working him into a frenzy.
“I’m going to take it all night and I’m going to be the last one standing.” This was her personal dare to make him work his best and not phone it in for the sake of his own pleasure. “I just want it all and I’m not going to settle for second best. Put your hands on my ass and fuck me hard. Oh yeah…I can feel your shaft inside me. If I were to touch your balls at this precise moment, I doubt that you would be able to hold back.” Payton was paying homage to her body like no man had ever done before. She had fears that this night would be a dismal disappointment, but it wasn’t even close to that.
“I hope that you will remember…MEEEEEEE.” Payton was gritting his teeth and trying every trick in the book to stop himself from feeling that overload of stimulus. She gave him that wink and smile. Seeing her beautiful lips crimson was the one thing that made him powerless. He had her wrapped around his finger from the moment that they met. He was the bad boy and he was determined to make her scream again.
It was the definition of her spine and the contour of the small of her back not to mention the soft cushion of her ass that had the desired effect. He was rock hard. He really didn’t believe that he had ever been this hard in his life. It was like all the blood from the rest of his body had now joined in on the action.
“You have the type of loving that I’ve been looking for all of my life, Payton. Give in to that need to fill me with your seed and make me feel every single spurt. I want it and there’s no way that you are going to hold on to something that belongs to me.” She came again and she had lost count of how many times she had rounded that mountain to the other side. She was splayed out there on top of the coffee table making quite the sight.
“Oh fuck it… I don’t think that I could hold back, even if I…wanted to…YESSSSSSS.” That creamy essence that he had been storing up had come out of him with an onrush that caught him by surprise. He grunted and moaned, digging his fingers into the pliant flesh of Josie’s ample exterior. She was not like any other woman. He figured that she was only more to handle. He had never been into bigger girls, but Josie was slowly changing his mind in a big way. She was irresistible and there was no way that he could stop himself from claiming her, as his own.
The liquor continued to flow and they found themselves acting out of character. Nobody could stop them from doing these insane things and most often than not, the people that saw them acting this way was only fueling the fire by encouraging them.
Chapter four
They both awoke on a heart shaped bed with red silk sheets draping them. She had her head on his chest and he was lying there completely satiated and unable to voice his pleasure. His mouth felt like he had cotton balls in it and then he slowly raised her enough that he was able to climb out from underneath her.
He sat on the edge of the bed with his hands up to his face. This was one bender that he would never forget. He turned to see Josie lying there with the lower half of her body exposed. He touched her bare thigh and heard her squeal of delight. He was tempted to wake her up in a different fashion, but decided that last night was more than enough to keep them both satisfied for quite some time.
He hovered over her, took her hand and kissed each individual finger, until his eyes came wide with surprise at seeing the rock on her finger. It was a huge diamond and then in a flash of memory he remembered walking down the aisle like some drunken person wearing a cheesy white tuxedo that barely fit him. He saw that same tuxedo lying on the floor and that was when he came to the painful conclusion that they were now linked by not only their physical desire, but by the legal hand of god.
“What is wrong with you? You look like you have seen…what the hell is that on my finger? No fucking way. We did not get married last night. Almighty god… This has to be the biggest mistake of my life. I never wanted more than just this one time and I hope that you didn’t think that I did any of this on purpose.” She grabbed for her clothes which were easy to find in a line going down the stairs of the penthouse suite. “I can’t believe that we did something, as foolish and cliché as getting married. That only happens in the movies.” She stopped with her pink pair of panties in her hands. They weren’t even the same ones that she was wearing when she met him.
“Um, I seem to recall that we stopped off at this boutique and did some window shopping. I think that even Victoria secret had a few things that were to your liking. I remember using my credit card and feeling your lipstick that you just bought planted on my mouth.” Payton was still naked and his junk was swinging back and forth between his legs. He was not ashamed of how he looked. He didn’t give a damn if this made anybody uncomfortable. “You don’t have to leave right away. I do need a way to get in contact with you, so that we can dissolve this marriage.” He didn’t want to be that blunt, but he had no aspirations to have that ball and chain around his ankle.
“Trust me, I want this done and over with, as much as you do. We were only meant to have a wild time together and then go our separate ways. I don’t think that anything has changed.” She looked at him to make sure that he hadn’t fallen head over heels. He was shaking his head and she took that, as confirmation that this was any ill conceived idea that they had come up with under the influence of the alcohol. “I have to go, but I’ve left you my cell phone number.” She scribbled it down on a pad by the telephone. She stopped momentarily to look at the view of the city from the balcony.
Payton wanted to say something more, but wasn’t sure how to say what was on his mind. He was worried that he would do something that would make her hate him. For whatever reason, he didn’t want that to happen. She was at the door about to do the walk of shame with her hair in disarray in a way that anybody would know that she had spent the night in the company of a stranger.
“Call me with the details of the annulment. If it all possible, you can send it to my e-mail address and we can work things out and get this done.” There was a small part of her that was happy to be married to him, but she couldn’t admit that to herself. She wanted to leave this in the past and she left there running down the hallway with some of her clothes still clutched in her hands, including her underwear. She had dropped her panties but she had no idea that they were missing or that Payton was now holding them to his face, as she disappeared from his life into the elevator.