Chapter 13

That was better. Now I could concentrate on how the rough hairs on his lower body abraded the skin of my groin and thighs.

“Please.” I rocked up to deepen the sensation. I didn’t mind begging for that.

Dr. Avila angled my thighs over his shoulders and leaned down to take my mouth in a kiss that mimicked the act we would soon be engaged in. As he thrust his tongue in and out of my mouth, licking and teasing my tongue, he stroked over my hole with slick fingers, circling and driving me wild with tentative dips that barely breached the tight ring of muscle.