Chapter 63
~~ LILY ~~
As Lucien parked outside the doctor’s office I couldn’t help but feel nervous. I’d told Michael that I was going to be the one to bring him to orgasm, but I was nervous about this. I hoped I was doing the right thing by making him go through with this test. I believed him with my whole heart when he’d said he knew that this baby was his, but I needed him to have proper results from the ones in the know.
“Lily, you coming?”
I smirked and climbed out of the car into Michael’s waiting arms. “No, but you will be soon,” I whispered.
Lucien heard and froze. “I think I’ll wait in the car.” He climbed back in as we both laughed.
Michael took my hand and dragged me inside the building to find the doctor stood talking to his receptionist.
“You must be Michael McKenzie.” He held his hand out to Michael. “I’m Doctor Stephen Rowl.”
He held his hand out to me. “I’m Lily Redmond.”
“She’s my fiancée,” Michael stated. I pinched his butt.
He smiled and led us down a corridor and came to a stop outside a door.
“If you want to go in there and lock the door, everything you need is already inside. When you’re ready, just leave the pot in the room and I’ll ring you in a few days with the results,” Doctor Rowl told us and I was sure he was trying not to laugh. Probably because I was with Michael. I bet they didn’t get a lot of fiancées or girlfriends accompanying their guy while he had an appointment to beat off.
Michael quickly ushered me into the room and locked the door. I turned to look at him and he was bright red with embarrassment.
“God,” he put his head in his hands, “you owe me big time for letting you come with me. That was embarrassing as hell.”
I smirked and dropped to the floor in front of him. “I want to play now.”
“Lily.” He pulled me up from the floor. “You can play, but we need to find a pot first.”
He was right. I moved out of his arms and walked around the small room. There was a television with a DVD player along with about ten erotic DVD’s, a table with pots and lubricants on it and then a hospital bed with fresh linen.
Michael came up behind me and placed his hands on my hips then started to kiss along my neck. “I think we have too many clothes on,” he whispered.
I stepped out of his arms and quickly removed my clothes then stood before him naked. I watched as he looked at my breasts and moved slowly down my body then back up to my face.
His breathing had become uneven. His eyes were full of lust.
“Take your clothes off, Michael, and sit on the chair.” He cocked an eyebrow at my request. “We’re going to play.” I grinned at his shocked expression. “Hurry up.”
He quickly stripped out of his jeans and t-shirt and sunk into the chair. I licked my lips. He made me wet with just one look. I walked over to him and bent my head to swipe my tongue over the head of his excited penis. “You taste good.”
“Lily,” he growled in warning.
“Hold on to the side of the chair and don’t move your hands.”
“F*ck.”
I smiled up at him as I knelt in front of him and pushed his legs apart so I could move in between them. Boy, what a view. His penis twitched with the tip glistening. His balls looked heavy. I looked up and met his lust-filled eyes. “This isn’t going to last long, Lily,” he whispered.
I leaned forward and lightly bit the inside of his thigh. He sucked in a breath. I smoothed my hands along the top of his thighs as I nibbled along his other thigh. When I reached his balls, I sucked one into my mouth. Michael arched off the chair and cursed. After I swiped it a few times with my tongue, I released it and went in for the other one.
“Lily, hell. You’re killing me.”
I released him. “Not yet!” I licked up his pre-cum then smoothed my hands up his abs to his nipples and shoulders. I cupped his face and brought him down to meet my lips. “Taste yourself on me.”
He growled and slammed his lips down onto mine. My hands went to his shoulders to steady myself. One touch of his lips and I went into sensory overload. I pulled away and bent down to his dripping penis.
I massaged around the head with my tongue then took him into my mouth. Michael’s whole body quivered with need. Using my hand, I massaged his balls and tightened my hold around his shaft while I swallowed him deeper.
“Pot,” he croaked and pushed my head away.
I quickly grabbed the pot and held his penis as he ejaculated into it. When I thought there was enough in the pot, I put my mouth back to him and sucked. He cursed and nearly bolted out of the chair.
With him all cleaned up, I sat back on my heels and looked up at him.
I smiled, he was totally satisfied. “You. Are. Amazing,” he said. Then his eyes sparkled and before I knew what was happening he’d lifted me from the floor, into his arms.
He sealed his mouth to mine in a toe-curling kiss and set me down on the bed with my butt on the edge. “Lie back. It’s your turn.”
I dropped back onto the bed as he knelt on the floor with my legs over his shoulders.
“You’re so wet.” He licked me. “So sweet.” He flicked my * with his tongue. “You’re mine.” He spread me open with his fingers. “I’m going to eat your p-ssy.” He dived in and flicked his tongue in and out of my sex while he rubbed my *. I was so close. “Play with your nipples. Let me watch you.”
God, he was so good at this. I reached up and took my nipples between my thumb and fingers and started to twist them while Michael sucked my * into his mouth and shoved two fingers into my sex. I met his eyes and came apart on his mouth.