Chapter 4
He answered the call with forced calm while I still lay there flushed and unfinished, two of his fingers still buried deep inside my soaked cunt.
My thighs were trembling and my n*****s were wet and red from his mouth.
I could feel how close I had been, that heavy ache still pulsing hard between my legs, and the sudden stop left me aching and desperate.
“Dr. Thorne speaking,” he said into the phone, voice steady and professional like nothing filthy was happening right under his hand.
His free hand stayed between my legs, fingers still buried to the knuckles inside me but completely still, and the stillness was pure torture.
Every tiny shift of his hand made my cunt clench around him and more wetness spill out onto the paper.
I couldn’t take it.
I stared straight at his fa
