I had no illusion that we’d get back together or that this would ever happen again. It made me want to go slow and take my time. I wanted to savor and get lost in her until there was nothing but her.
I sucked on her nipples, tugging and blowing on them until they were tight peaks. She’d always liked it when I’d done that before, and this time seemed the same if her gasps and moans were any indication. I caressed her belly, loving the softness of her skin. I followed my hand with my lips, trailing kisses down, down until I reached her hip.
“I want to eat you, Mia. Will you let me?” Please God, I thought. Before, she’d always been too self-conscious.
“Nick.”
I looked up at her. “I want to taste you. For once in my life I want to know all of you.”
She had that look in her eyes again, a mixture of pity and sympathy. She gave a nod, even though I could tell she was still self-conscious. That probably meant no man had ever gone down on her. It would be crazy to think she hadn’t been with another man in the last few years, but it would have made me fucking jealous to learn she’d let another man have her sweet pussy.
I kissed her just below her belly button and then rubbed my nose in her bush, inhaling the exotic intoxicating scent of her. What was it about Mia that her scent permeated every cell of my body? It had always been like that. Since we’d broken up, I’d been with other women, but none of them felt like they were a part of me.
I dragged my tongue through her folds, loving the way her hips rose and she moaned.
“You taste divine,” I said, as I flicked at her clit, growing harder and rosier under my tongue. Then I sucked it into my mouth, pulling on it until she was writhing and her fingers were gripping my head. I stopped before her orgasm hit.
“Nick.” Her voice was a mixture of a growl and a whimper.
I slid my tongue down her folds, and then slowly pushed into her sweet pussy. It gripped and pulsed around my tongue. Her sweet juices coated my mouth and chin as I tongue fucked her.
I gripped her hips, preparing to send her flying. I thrust my tongue inside her, and used my nose to flick over her hard clit.
“Nick!” She screamed my name and it was like fucking music to my ears. Then her pussy squeezed my tongue hard, and her hips gyrated as her orgasm rocked through her. The prize was the sweet pussy juice that flooded my mouth. The taste rocketed my need up until my dick was screaming to be fucked.
I scrambled up her body, lifting her leg around my hip and I plunged inside her, as I kissed her mouth hard, letting her taste her sweetness. She gasped under my advance, but her fingers gripped my back and her legs wrapped around me so I knew she was with me.
“I need you so fucking bad,” I groaned as I moved, pulling out and plunging in like my head would explode if I stopped.
“Yes,” she said. “Yes, more … Nick … more.”
I was pounding away at her. Need built over need. Oblivion was within my reach. “Fuck, I’m going to come … going to come …” I was like a rutting animal, driving hard and fast into her, as my salvation waited just beyond.
I shifted, tilted her hips and drove in deeper.
“Oh God, Nick,” she cried out again, only this time her pussy clamped down like a vice.
The friction was beyond spectacular. White bursts of light blasted in my brain as I thrust in and pleasure shot out from my cock, radiating to every neuron in my body. “Yes. Fuck yes,” I cried out as my orgasm drew out with each thrust, each squeeze of her pussy. It was fucking perfect.
Even when my arms gave out, my dick pulsed inside her. Her pussy continued to massage me. I could have wept at the intensity of it. For a moment, I’d gotten what I wanted. A respite from anguish. A view of paradise.
We lay entwined, not speaking as our breaths returned to normal. I dropped my head to the crook of her neck, kissing her there. “Thank you.”
Her hands caressed my back. “I feel like I should thank you.”
I smiled, grateful for the ability to feel amused by her. “You’re welcome.”
We didn’t talk much after that, which felt a little awkward. But a few minutes later, Mia was up scrounging around in my kitchen and making me dinner. For a moment, it felt like old times when she’d come over to study with me, but we’d end up having sex and dinner more than we’d get any work done.
As we sat at my dining room table, it seemed like it was time to deal with the elephant in the room. “Is there going to be an investigation?”
She looked up at me over the noodles she’d made like she was surprised. “I’ve been asked to look over the notes and talk to you, but there’s nothing official.”
I nodded. “Is Dick worried?”
“Dick is always worried. That’s his job. He doesn’t have any specific need to be, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“But there’s something,” I arched a brow, feeling like she was being evasive.
“He wants to be sure the diagnosis wasn’t missed.”
Guilt flared. Fear, too. Not that I’d lose my job or be sued. But fear that somehow, I had messed up, and losing Ms. Mason had been my fault.
I started to say that I shouldn’t have left her, but then I remembered Mia was the lawyer. The hospital’s lawyer, not mine. I wasn’t sure what would happen if I confessed my concerns. Still, something happened, and Dick wasn’t wrong in needing to look
