Relapse (Doctor Dom Volume 4) (A BDSM & Medical Play Novella) by Tara Crescent Page B

“Not just a pretty face, baby,” I responded, and he chuckled.
    “No,” he said, “there’s a pretty pussy in there as well. Let me see it, baby. Part your lips and show me.”
    “Bossy, bossy,” I chided, but I obeyed, and flushed as he hissed his arousal. His cock jumped underneath me, and I giggled again, opening the condom wrapper and rolling it on his hard cock. I swivelled my hips around his erection, rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy lips a few times as he growled his impatience with my teasing. Finally, I pushed down, and his entire hard length filled me, and I whimpered as each and every nerve ending in my pussy came alight with pleasure.
    Patrick moved his hands to place them on my hips, and I shook my head at him. His lips twitched, and he let his hands drop away. “Payback’s going to be such a bitch, baby,” he said, his tone slightly mocking. I just laughed at him.
    “I like your payback,” I told him, raising and lowering my hips in a steady rhythm. I leaned forward slightly, and Patrick seized the chance to pull a nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling it till I groaned, and pulled his hand up to place it on my other breast.
    It was his turn to laugh. “What would you like me to do with this hand, Lisa?” he enquired. Amusement danced in his eyes.
    “Pinch my nipple,” I ordered, my voice breathy with need. His eyes darkened as he complied, and I groaned and ground my hips against his cock. My hands moved to my clitoris. One hand parted my pussy lips so that Patrick could watch, and the other rubbed tight circles on my aching clitoris.
    Patrick groaned, a noise that vibrated against my nipple. “You are so beautiful,” he bit out, his words muffled by my breast. “Keep doing that.”
    I couldn’t have stopped at that moment. My fingers moved, faster, with increased desperation, matched by the speed of my hips gyrating against him. He straightened me. His hands gripped my breasts, and his eyes stayed on my pussy, and his look of hot lust was enough to push me over the edge.
    “I’m coming,” I moaned, as I exploded, muscles clenching around his dick, and he laughed and his hands finally stayed on my hips, and he firmly kept my rhythm against him going until he too ground his teeth and erupted in climax.
    I purred, and climbed off him, and slumped in bed by his side. His hand reached out towards me, and he laced his fingers in mine. “Was that okay?” I asked him.
    “Slightly better than okay, I’d say,” he responded with a smile. “Planning to make a habit of it?”
    I shook my head. “Nope. You are definitely the Dom. I was just goofing around.”
    He grinned at me, and his grip on my fingers tightened. “Goof around anytime, that was great,” he said. I giggled and he chuckled, and I snuggled against him, till he groaned and got up to dispose of the condom.
    I grumbled a little and moved reluctantly when he came back. “I just made a nice, warm cocoon,” I protested, and he laughed and kissed my neck.
    “Can I ask you something?” he said.
    “Mmm,” I replied. My brain wasn’t really up to forming words yet.
    “ Shoot me down if it’s too soon, or if you aren’t up for it. But are you on birth control, and if you are, how do you feel about getting tested, and then possibly dispensing with the condoms?”
    I turned to him. “I am on birth control,” I replied. “Neither of us is sleeping with anyone else. If we get a clean bill of health, sure thing, I’m game.”
    “Birth control isn’t fail-proof,” he warned. “Do you want kids, Lisa?”
    “Whoa,” I said. “Intense conversation alert.” My heart sped up underneath my flippant words. My answer could be a deal-breaker for us. When you were our age, there was a clock that tended to tick pretty loudly. If we weren’t on the same page on this, we’d be done. But, if there was one thing that it seemed pointless to lie about, it was this. This was just too big a deal.
    “I’ve never