by Kinsey Grey
I swallowed some of the puddle of cum on my lips and choked out words.
“No more, no more, no more,” I said.
I couldn’t take coming a single second more. My body would literally blast apart into a billion tiny pieces.
They broke me.
They broke me completely. None of my defiant attitude remained. I had no defenses left.
They won.
Straker stopped his movement between my legs. The instant his tongue broke contact my body collapsed. Every muscle in my body went loose. I had nothing left. No reserves.
I only had just enough left within me to stay whole. To keep myself together.
Straker stood, his cock now softer but still intimidating.
“I think I speak for all of us, Private Smith, when I say that I sure hope you fuck up again.”
He grinned. A drop-dead sexy grin. A confident grin. One that said I just fucked you silly and I could do it again.
I hoped he would do it again.
Maybe even with everyone watching again.
“Give me a few days,” I said and smiled back.
THE END
Mated to the Doctors 1
Preview
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His hands slipped lower and pulled my shirt up, crumpled it over my chest.. His strong hands grasped my breasts. His long fingers supporting them better than any underwire bra ever did. He squeezed and kneaded me. His tongue traced up the side of my neck.
“I need you, Kerry,” he said.
The hardness of his need pressed into my back. It shocked me like a cattle prod. It made me want to obey its demands.
“What about—“
The words faded as a moan overtook them. The words were important. They meant something that I needed to remember. About my highest purpose in life. I couldn’t remember.
The dampness between my legs. The stiff heat on my back. My breasts rolling in waves in his hands.
That’s all there was.
He unhooked the clasp hidden deep in my cleavage. The satin cups fell away and my large breasts settled.
His hands grasped me. Pinched my aching nipples. He rolled my taut buds between his fingers.
“Ooohhh yes.”
I heard the sounds come out. But I didn’t make them. I didn’t think I made them. I couldn’t remember if I did. I couldn’t remember anything.
There was something I really needed to remember.
“I need to be inside you, Kerry,” Ryan said.
His manhood throbbed in my back, as if to agree with the spoken words. The pulse set off an echo inside me. Inside down there. My insides clenched and an electric shock crackled to my toes.
I felt so alive. Like the colors were too bright and the air buzzed with energy you could touch.
“Ryan, I, I.”
I wished I could talk. I wished words were a tool I could use to communicate. To make my desire known.
I wanted him.
I wanted him inside me. I wanted his seed filling me.
He followed his kiss around to my lips. His mouth stole my breath. Left me weak and uncertain. His hand traced my belly, my hips, my knee, my thigh.
The temple between my legs longed for his touch. Longed to be filled with his love.
He traced a fingertip along my thigh, closer. He pushed aside my shorts and panties.
And touched me.
There.
My sacred, burning bush.
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