Dr. Good by Flora Ferrari

Chapter Twenty-Two

Miller

“Okay, Mom. Sleep tight.”

I hang up the phone and take in the sight of my woman standing at the balcony railing. She’s still wearing the dress she wore to dinner, the cut just above her knees driving me feral as I think about all the things I’m going to do to her.

I place my cell phone down and stalk over to her, my body still primed and buzzing from the need to protect her.

I reach out and grab onto her thigh, something deep growling inside of me when she lets out a whimper.

“I need to claim what’s mine,” I tell her, reaching around with my other hand and gripping onto her gorgeous ass cheek.

I squeeze it indulgently and pull her toward me, driving forward with my hips so she can feel how hard my manhood is for her.

“You said I fought like a Viking warrior back there. Well, now it’s time for me to claim the spoils of battle. It’s you, Macie. You’re the only person I want, the only body I need, forever. Forever.”

I slide my hand further up her leg, sensing the lust moving through her, listening to her moans as her eyelids flutter and she squirms against me.

“Tell me you’re ready,” I growl. “Tell me. Now.”

“I’m ready,” she moans. “Oh, God. I want it. I want it so bad. But—”

I crush her but with a kiss, our lips fusing together as I sink into our closeness. She whimpers through the tight press of our bodies and her hands smooth up my arms, gripping onto my shoulders as I deepen the kiss, as I slide my hand further and further up her leg.

I can feel the heat of her sex, blazing, screaming out to be touched and teased and pleased.

“Wait,” I growl, somehow breaking it off. “Not here. Get your fine ass into the bedroom. Now.”

She giggles and throws me a look over her shoulder as she passes, a look that tells me she’s going to lay her shyness aside for the night and give in to her rising lust instead.

“Okay, Mr. Bossy,” she teases.

I grin like a savage and stalk after her, my hand on the small of her back as I guide her through the apartment. It takes everything I have not to slide my hand down to the fleshy juicy bulbs of her ass cheeks, but I can’t let the beast inside of me fully free until we’re away from the balcony.

Even if it’s incredibly unlikely, the idea of somebody seeing my woman in the throes of her sexuality makes me want to roar.

I guide her down the hallway and into the bedroom, my cock so hard it takes everything I have not to bend her over and shove her against the wall.

I close the door behind us and then lead her over to the bed.

“Don’t forget your spanks, you sexy fucking virgin. Four, remember?”

“Oh, God,” she whimpers. “Not hard, okay?”

“Just hard enough to let you know who you belong to.”

She makes a moaning noise that goes right to the base of my cock, somehow making me even harder.

I push against the small of her back and my obedient virgin bends over, sticking her ass out, causing the hem of her dress to rise to her thick hips and expose her round perfect ass.

I growl at the sight of her panties, a spot of wetness telling me how badly she needs this.

“Fuck,” I snarl, and then I bring my hand down in a loving swat on her ass.

She shivers against me as I deliver the final three, getting slightly harder each time, but not doing it so hard that it hurts her. She looks at me over her shoulder, her hair cascading over her back, a tempting smile on her lips.

“Oh God, I want this,” she moans.

“I can see that,” I growl. “I can feel that.”

I slide my hand up her inner thigh and bring it to her sex, pressing the heel of my hand down on that gorgeous spot of wetness.

I grind against her through her panties, smearing her lips and her clit with her wetness.

She gasps and pulses against me, her hunger driving her body even as her virginal shyness tries to hold her back.

Then I grab her panties and yank them down, pulling them roughly to her ankles. She steps out of them with an urgent movement, and I spring back up and press down on her pussy with my palm, feeling her wetness smear across her lips and her clit as I rub her faster.

“I need you to cream for me,” I growl. “Get that pussy nice and wet for me, you perfect fucking virgin.”

She pulses against me, bucking her hips faster the harder I rub her, clawing onto the silk sheets like she’s struggling to hold on and she thinks she’s going to explode any second.

I can’t believe my woman was ever nervous about disappointing me.

Every second she makes me want her more.

Her moans get strangled and hollow-sounding, and then a glorious river of wet cream gushes over my hand, making her hot pink hole glisten as the orgasm thunders out of her. She lets out a moan and then bites down on the sheets, pulsing against me.

“Fuck, you look so sexy when you move like that,” I snarl. “Keep pumping those perfect fucking hips.”

“Like… this?” she cries.

“Yes,” I snarl, and then I slip my middle finger into her waiting hole.

I can feel how badly her body wants me by the slick way my finger slides right up inside of her, right to the knuckle as her hole clutches onto me, hungry for the pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re going to cream again, aren’t you?”

“I… think… so…”

She bites down on the sheets again as another reverberation moves through her body, her cheeks turning blush-pink with her lust, the same shade as her tempting hole.

I step back and grab at my jacket, pulling it off roughly, and then I grab the front of my shirt and yank as hard as I can. The buttons pop and I pull the shredded material from my body, throwing it to the floor.

“Naked—now,” I growl. “I need to see those fucking tits. I need to see all of you.”

I yank off my belt and pop the button on my pants, my cock pushing urgently against my clothes.

She does as she’s told, moving with the same swiftness as I do so that in under a minute I’m looming over her completely naked body. My cock heaves, tension running from my precome-slick base to my heavy-feeling balls.

My woman lies on her back with her legs open, her hot pink pussy winking at me, gorgeous veins moving through her breasts, tempting me to grab and lick and please them.

She tilts her head up at me, a shy sassy look creeping into her eyes.

“What now?” she whimpers.

I chuckle darkly, lowering myself onto the bed. “What do you think?”

She giggles, and then reaches down with slow movements, as though she thinks I’m going to stop her. She grabs onto my cock and lets out a gasp, the same moment I let out a feral snarl.

Her palm feels like it was fucking made for my cock.

She squeezes down and I let out a savage growl, and then her eyes go wide as though she’s shocked at the pleasure she’s drawing out of me. But it feels so damn perfect, her hand pressing harder as she strokes up and down, spreading slick precome from my tip right down to my base.

“You’re so hard,” she whimpers, biting her lip in that captivating way of hers.

“How could I be anything else?” I snarl. “You make me crazy, Macie. Fuck, I need to feel your pussy. I need to feel how tight and hungry you are. I need to feel how badly your body wants to give me a family.”

She whimpers and wriggles against me, her thigh brushing my leg.

“Okay, okay,” she says, letting out a short breath as though she’s ramping up for something.

And she is, I sense.

She’s ramping up to the moment where she takes my throbbing dick, to the moment where I plunge inside of her and make her mine.

I growl and reach down, propping myself up with one arm.

She reaches up and grips onto my bicep, letting out another of her soul-capturing shivering moans.

“You’re so freaking strong,” she moans. “You’re so freaking big.”

I smirk and lean down, kissing the edge of her mouth. “You’re perfect. You’re everything I ever wanted in a woman.”

She gasps when I grab the pulsing base of my dick and guide my engorged helm to her hole, pushing in softly at first.

I feel her hole kissing the end of my dick, feel her hole widen as she lets out a series of shivering moans. Her hole is so tight, a perfect virgin slit begging to be widened and owned.

But only by me, always by me.

She cries when I arch my back and push in deeper, deeper, her sweet hole widening just enough to let me slide a few inches inside of her.

I let out a growl when I feel the hot fire of her pussy around my cock, clasping onto me like she’s been waiting a long time to feel what it’s like to be a woman, to have a man inside of her.

But not just any man.

Me, always me.

As I inch in more and more, her hole fluttering and pulsing like a tight fist of flames around my massive aching dick, my seed writhes around my shaft, sending possessive signals into her body, silently letting her know I’m going to claim her, claim every part of her, forever.

I growl and lean down, kissing her neck, biting it softly.

“Fuck, you’re big. I don’t know if I can take it.”

“You can,” I snarl like the animal I am. “Your body wants it. Your body fucking needs it.”

She gasps when I dive deep, pushing in right up to the hilt.

I hold myself there for a long moment, savoring the feeling of her hole wrapped tightly around me, her tightness quivering and pulsing like any second she’s going to…

And then she does.

I lean back to watch the first moments of her flowering.

Her eyes widen and her mouth falls open in fascinated lust, her cheeks trembling with the suddenness of the change.

I feel her hole loosen slightly around my dick, but she still clings onto me with her virgin-tight slit.

But there’s a tiny shift there, enough to let me know she’s starting to enjoy it, enough to let me know she’s giving in to the pleasure.

She gazes up at me, whimpering. “Oh, God. Yes. That’s it. That feels… So. Good. Perfect.”

“I fucking told you,” I snarl, pulling out slowly, making her feel every tiny twitching movement, making her revel in the closeness. “Now get ready to cream all over this dick, you perfect…”

I trail off with a carnal shudder when she starts to shift her hips in time with my thrusts, angling them downward, causing a searing sensation to surge up and down my shaft in step with my seed.

“Fuck, keep doing that,” I growl, picking up my pace now, leaning back so I can stare at the gorgeous sight of her perfect tits.

“Like this?” she moans, grinding down my cock as I fuck her deeper, harder, finding it more and more difficult to restrain myself each second.

“Yes, yes,” I snarl, the slap-slap of our flesh filling the air, her sweet hot pussy talking to me, letting me know how badly her body needs this. “And grab… those fucking… tits. Now.”

I stare captivated as her small hands bury into her large beautiful breasts, squeezing onto her nipples as she pushes them together, bouncing up and down beautifully for me.

I fuck her even harder, ramming into her so the whole bed squeaks and whines under the pressure of our bodies.

Time loses all meaning as I lose myself in the feeling of her perfect hole, my cock feeling like it could erupt into goddamn euphoria any second, the tip of my shaft humming with the searing near-release.

I bite down and stare into her eyes, watching as the shyness drains away and fresh confidence spills into them, as she pushes aside her nervousness and sinks wholly into this moment and this moment alone.

I growl when she reaches up and claws onto my shoulders, digging her fingernails in.

I can feel her pussy starting to pulse around my shaft, telling me she’s close to another orgasm, her perfect young fresh hole getting ready to squirt down my massive throbbing dick.

“Come,” I growl, letting myself go completely now, savaging her with my cock. “Come, come, come.”

She throws her head back and lets out a scream, the sort of scream that tells me she’s done being nervous, she’s done overthinking everything.

She cries out and bounces even faster on my cock, and I rear up like a bear as I pommel into her, eager to get a look at the sweet white squirting cream moving down my cock.

I stare in fascination as her lustful juices seep down my shaft, coating my entire cock with thick white cream, letting me know she’s as captivated with this release as I am.

I reach down and slip my thumb into her mouth.

“Suck it as you come,” I growl. “Now, Macie.”

“Hmm, hmm,” she moans, grabbing my wrist and bobbing her head up and down, staring at me through fluttering eyelids as her body squirts out wave upon wave of pleasure.

She collapses onto the bed once her orgasm has passed.

I pull out of her.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” she murmurs.

“Nothing,” I snap, my voice frantic. “I just need to see that ass. Now. Get on all fours. Bend over. Now, Macie. Fuck.”

“Yes, Yes,” she gasps, climbing onto her hands and knees.

I study her for a moment, staring at the way her hole gapes for me, her come sliding down her lips and her clit, making it glisten. Her ass cheeks are round and big and so fucking tasty-looking I can’t help myself…

I lean forward and slip my finger into her pussy, and then I move my lips over her ass cheeks, kissing and biting her fresh young flesh.

I bite softly, but just hard enough to leave perfect red marks of lust.

“Are you ready to take it doggy style?” I snarl, fingering her quicker each moment, her sopping hole making beautiful wet noises with each penetration. “Are you ready to take my massive dick from behind like the horny thing you are?”

“Yes, yes,” she quivers. “Whatever you want, baby. Whatever you need.”

I smirk, smoothing my hand over her ass and then spanking her softly, eliciting a whimper that goes directly to my manhood. “And you thought you wouldn’t know what to do. You’re a natural, Macie. But only for me. Always for me.”

“For you,” she whimpers. “Forever, Miller. Only for you.”

“Good girl.”

I position myself behind her, one hand buried in her lust-red ass cheek and the other on the base of my cock. The sight of her round cheeks backing up onto my dick causes more flurries of need to move through me, savage and deep and all-consuming.

I guide my helm to her hole and then arch my back, driving a fiery path inside of her. She whimpers as I get deeper and deeper, my cock disappearing between the beautiful roundness of her juicy ass.

“Oh, fuck,” I growl, feeling my mind haze over as I stare down at the captivating sight, everything else falling by the wayside as I focus entirely on her perfect fucking body.

“I need to fuck you hard. I need to pound your pussy and explode inside of you.”

“I can take it,” she moans, despite the note of uncertainty in her voice. “I can do this, Miller. Fuck me hard. Fuck me however you want.”

She turns and looks at me, her eyes wide and sassy beneath the messiness of her hair, biting her lip as she gives herself wholly to this moment.

“And you thought you’d disappoint me?” I snarl, grinding my cock inside of her, pushing until I’m buried right up to the hilt. “Fuck. You’re so tight. You’re so perfect.”

I grab onto her ass cheeks and start fucking her like she deserves to be fucked, pounding my cock inside of her, I feel my helm going deep, thudding into her so the bed whines beneath us and she has to squeeze the sheets just to stop from collapsing forward.

“That’s it,” I growl, leaning over so my abs crush into her ass. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”

She lets out a scream as her hot hole sends another wave of thick white cream squirting down my cock, as she bounces up and down in time with my thrusts.

I groan as I gaze down at my cock slamming into her, each thrust causing the cream to smooth up toward her tight asshole. I reach down and spread the cream over her ass cheeks, making them glisten wetly as the buzzing at the end of my cock becomes too much to handle.

My seed presses against my shaft, trying to make me burst with my release.

I roar and collapse atop her as the hot come shoots up my shaft, exploding inside of her, her orgasm coming to an end as her pussy gets ready to greedily gulp down my seed and start our future together.

She shivers against me as my cock begins to wilt inside of her, and then I collapse to the side, my balls feeling like they’ve just been drained.

I grab her and pull her into my arms. She rests her head against my chest, her breath in time with mine, as though our bodies are in synch after what we just did.

“Fuck, Macie,” I murmur, leaning down and kissing her forehead. “That was…”

“It was amazing,” she whispers. “I never dreamed it would feel so good, so right. I can’t believe I was ever nervous to give myself to you.”

“The way you bounced for me, the way you shifted those childbearing hips… it was goddamn magical. You’re magical. You’re perfect.”

She kisses my sweaty chest, moving even closer to me.

I feel the words rising on my lips.

I love you.

But something holds me back.

Maybe it’s the fact that this is better than I ever could’ve imagined, and I don’t want to risk it.

But I know I’m not going to be able to keep silent forever.

For now, I move my fingers through her hair, enjoying the way she shivers against me, the happiest man alive.