I knew how to make her feel even better, and my finger slid through her wetness, curving toward the front, gliding in and out of her pussy. While she filled my ears with moans, I worked my hand and tongue at the same time, watching the pleasure spread across her face.

She moved with a freedom I didn’t have, her back rounding, her hips rocking forward. Each caress from my mouth caused her sounds to get louder. I read her so easily, licking harder when she needed it, faster when she was building.

And when she screamed, “Oh my God,” tightening around my finger, I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked just the end, giving her a speed I hadn’t used.

“Caleb!” she shouted, this time because she had reached the peak. Her navel shuddered, her hips slowing. “Fuuuck.”

I didn’t stop licking until I knew the sensations had passed through her, eventually pulling out my finger, swallowing the new wetness on my tongue.

Having watched her face the entire time, I confessed, “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You’re way too good at that.”

She moved down my body and kissed me. Knowing she could taste herself made me even harder, throbbing to be inside her. She must have felt my need because she began rubbing over my hardness.

I pulled my mouth away. “There are condoms in my closet, top shelf, next to my suits.”

“I’ve seen your blood work, I know you’re clean, and I’m on birth control.” She positioned herself over my tip. “Unless you still want to use one?”

“You don’t have to convince me, Nurse Whitney.”

She let out a short laugh. “Now, don’t you dare move,” she warned, always focused on my back.

She lowered until I was fully inside her, her pussy pulsing around me.

I moaned, “My fucking God, you’re tight.”

She stayed still for several seconds, her hips finally rocking back and forth. And while I was locked flat on the bed, my eyes wandered her body, starting with her nipples. With each bounce, I grazed their roundness, squeezing them between my fingers.

I dipped again, holding her curves while I took in the sight. “Whitney,” I huffed, appreciating how lucky I was. I was in awe of her beauty, her body, how she felt while she squeezed me from within. “So fucking wet,” I panted. “And stunning.”

She was bringing me closer with each thrust, and I pressed the spot where I had just licked, using the softest part of my hand to rub it.

“Yesss,” she sighed, her head leaning back, exposing the most seductive throat.

She was determining the speed, owning the control, all while holding her own weight, making sure none of it landed on me.

“Caleb …” Her hips were bucking forward, her moans lengthening.

My jaw clenched, my own build increasing. “Fuck … me.”