Excited pounded in his blood and skated over his flesh. "Wrap your legs around my body," he ordered, then cupped Thalia's surprisingly plump ass and lifted her up.
She wrapped her thighs around his body, kissing her with fervor as he carried her over the nearby pile of burlap sacks. It was as close to a bed, and the scratchy sack sure as hell beat the dirty, oil-streaked floor.
He laid her down on the makeshift bed, then stood over her for a moment, admiring the view. "You're beautiful, Doc."
She blushed. "I thought I was too skinny."
"But I never said you weren't beautiful." He wet her lips with his tongue, then he gestured for her to take off her bra. "Take off your bra."
Her fingers flicked the front clasp and parted the two cups, revealing a pair of small breasts, tipped by pink nipples.
His mouth watered again. "Now take off your panties."
She swallowed and slowly lowered the panties she was wearing.
He released his throbbing manhood and separated both of her legs, then he placed his manhood on her belly.
"Be gentle," she blurted out. "It's my first time."
He couldn't fight his curiosity. "Is this your first time doing this?"
"Yes."
"We're the same." He said with a smile. "I've been celibate for two years, so I feel like it's the first time now."
"Really?"
He nodded.
Her sweet smile had his heart doing a strange little flip. "So apparently you need this as much as I do," she murmured.
"Yes, I need it badly," he agreed in a hoarse voice.
And because the girl said it was her first time, so he would focus on making her happy first before himself. Their lips touched again. Tasting each other like no other sweetness in the world is good enough to be compared to their kisses.
His lips went down to her ear, to her neck, to her shoulders and down to her breast. He licked it, tasted it and sucked it like a hungry soul.
His hand went down to the middle of her thighs, rubbing gently the softness of her womanhood. He felt her nails dig into his back. And when he slipped a finger inside, she couldn't do anything but moan and arch her body. He moved his hand in and out and only stopped when she was about to reach the peak of delirium.
"How do you...ohhh..." She trailed off, then moaned when he feathered his thumb over her swollen nub.
"How do I do what?" he prompted, absolutely loving the look of exquisite pleasure on her face.
"Know exactly how to make me feel good," she choked out.
"I'm just listening to your body, baby." He said, then knelt between her legs and allowed her to take a look at the size of the weapon about to conquer her.
He wrapped her thighs around his waist and carefully rode on top of her. He kissed her on the forehead, down to her nose and deeply on her lips. Slowly, he entered her womanhood.
"Ahhh..." she moaned.
She was really tight. So he adjusted to her pain. Moved moderately on top of her while giving her gentle kisses on the forehead.
He is slowly inching himself inside her, making sure not to hurt her even more. And when he got fully inside her, he started to move on top of her, thrusting in and out.
After he finally hears her moans, he rams himself hard, picking up his pace and keeps on pounding mercilessly. His dick loved the feeling of being hugged by a wet and tight pussy.
"You're so fucking wet, baby. It feels so damn good." He whispered while continuing to ride hard on the girl.
He grabbed one of the girl's legs and lifted it so that he could press himself into it even more and he accelerated the movement even more.
The girl's grunts have gotten a little louder which adds to the heat he feels. He wanted to satisfy her, especially that it was her first experience with sex.
He was ramming her hard to the brim. Fucking her rough and fast, hitting her sensitive spot.
"Oh, Dean." The girl screamed.
He felt very good while riding the girl hard. It was very different from the way he felt before about the women he had slept.
"Ohhh..." She moaned again. "I think I'm about to--" and her mouth opened as her breathing quickened, a sign that she was about to reach the peak of happiness.
"Let's do it together." He muttered and even more speeded up while going in and out of her.
And then he watched her face as she came together with him, releasing everything to her, as they're both enjoying the pleasure of paradise.
"Wow," he said when he caught his own breath. "That was...unbelievable." He brushed his lips over hers, and he left being on top of her and then lay down on her side.
"Ugh, I think my ass might get rashes." Thalia said and she got up. "Because this sack I'm lying on is so itchy."
"I'm sorry, I hope I don't just--"
She held up her hand to silence him. "Don't you dare apologize. I loved every second of what happened."
He smiled. "You know, for a doctor, you sure have an abysmal vocabulary."
"Do you have a better word to describe what just happened?"
Dean searched his brain. "It was...wow."
Thalia grinned and picked up her clothes lying on the floor.
"Am I a bad person because it seems that I suddenly forgotten everything that happened to my colleagues?" It was a sad statement.
He put on his boxer briefs again, then he approached Thalia and held her hand. "You're thinking wrong, Thalia. Forget the bad things that happened to you for a while, and just focus on what makes you happy right now."
"But back to reality."
"Yep," he said grimly.
She swallowed. "And I have a strong feeling that something worse will happen."
He didn't offer any reassurances to her anymore. Because like Thalia, he has the same instincts.
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