“Please, Chris,” she said, whispering the words for only him to hear.
He pulled away seeing the lust shining in her eyes. “Circle your nipple with your cream.” He was feeling dirty and wanted to see how far she’d go.
Many women had a lot of inhibitions when it came to sex. He didn’t want Rachel to feel any of them.
She fingered her nipple, coating the bud with her essence. Before she moved away, he sucked her bud into his mouth including her finger. He moved from one breast to the other getting her to soak each nipple with her cream.
The more he ordered her, the wetter she became.
When he could no longer take it he stood, pressing his palm to her cunt, testing her wetness. He pushed her hand out of the way to finger her clit.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he said.
“Yes.”
“Are you ready for me?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Beg me.”
She frowned. “I don’t know what you mean.”
He stared at her and pinched her clit, watching her squirm underneath him. “Tell me what you want.”
“I don’t know how.”
“Then say, ‘Chris, put your cock inside me.’ You know how to do this, baby. I want to hear you tell me what to do.”
“Chris, please, I need your cock inside my pussy. I need you to fuck me hard and make me come. No man has ever made me feel like this before in my life.”
He pressed a finger inside her, amazed by how tight she was.
“Don’t you worry about a thing. I’m going to take care of you.” He pressed a hand on her chest, pushing her back onto the table.
Opening her legs, he gripped his shaft, running the tip along her slit. When he bumped her clit, she cried out, trying to thrust up against him.
“Hold steady.” He stroked up and down her clit, bumping her entrance but not going inside.
She growled. “Fuck me already,” she said.
“When I’m ready. You’re not going to rush me.” With her command on the air, he took his time, circling her clit then going down, teasing her entrance with the chance of being fucked.
All the time he pulled away, loving her response to his lack of sex.
Her cream was dripping out of her cunt and leaking down to coat her ass. Only when she looked ready to cry did he tease her entrance. She rolled her eyes, not believing he’d fuck her all the way.
Slowly, he returned his hands to her hips and slammed in deep.
Rachel cried out. Her hands landed on his arms. If it wasn’t for his jacket her nails would have sunk into his flesh.
“See, I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready.”
Her cunt pulsed around his cock with her cream soaking him. She really was amazing. Pushing to the hilt inside her, Chris didn’t move. Her hands were still on him.
“Tell me you love me,” he said.
She bit her lip, keeping the words back.
Reaching down, he fingered her clit. When she was at the point of orgasm, he withdrew his fingers, leaving her hanging for release.
“I love you, Chris. I’ve always loved you.”
He pounded inside her, not giving her chance to move away. The words of love were exactly what he wanted to hear.
“I love you, Chris,” she said again.
Holding her hands down onto the table, he fucked her hard and fast. She cried out in orgasm, and still he kept up his thrusts.
“I love you, too, baby.” He meant the words. Chris did love Rachel. She was part of his soul and the reason for him to look forward to a future.
He felt his orgasm building. His balls were incredibly tight. Chris growled out as his orgasm shot out of him into her waiting body. In all of his life he’d never felt so complete. This was the right thing for both of them. Rachel was his life and would be his future. Staring down into her dark brown gaze, he was struck by how strong his woman was. She may need him in her life, but she’d survived so much without him.
Rachel didn’t need him like he needed her. She was so beautiful, pure, and generous.
Chris was determined to be the right man for her, to never let her go and to never take her for granted.
Panting for breath, he waited for the last of his orgasm to ebb away. Pressing his head against hers, Chris promised to never give her the chance to leave. He couldn’t handle being alone again or seeing another man finding happiness inside her.
Chapter Nine
Two weeks later
Working for Chris was the biggest mistake Rachel had made. It would soon be December, and the thought of working with him for another moment filled Rachel with disdain. He needed a nurse or someone who understood the medical jargon. She didn’t even understand who was important and where he needed to sign. The work was too hard for her. She was never interested in medicine. Rachel appreciated all people who loved medicine, but it wasn’t for her at all. She even hated watching the medical shows on television.