CHAPTER 22: RUIN ME, DOCTOR I (R18)

The hand didn’t relent, stroking across his crotch with a fierce, unrelenting intensity, her fingers circling the swollen cap of his dick through the strained fabric of his trousers. Each deliberate swirl teased the sensitive dick, coaxing it to throb and harden until it pulsed with raw need, the outline of his thick shaft unmistakable under her grip.

Lina’s touch was bold, her nails grazing lightly over the bulge as she squeezed, drawing a low groan from Devon’s throat.

He played along, his hands sliding down to grip her ass with commanding force, fingers sinking into the soft, plump flesh as he pulled her body flush against his. Her erect nipples, hard as diamonds, pressed insistently against his chest through her nurse’s gown, their stiff peaks rubbing against him with every breath, while his rock-hard cock pressed against her lower belly, its heat searing through their clothes.

Towering over her, Devon’s presence was a looming force, with lust brimming from his body that made her tremble with anticipation.

Lina rose onto her tiptoes, her petite frame stretching to close the gap between them, one hand snaking around his neck, fingers tangling in the hair at his nape. Her breath was hot and ragged against his ear, lips brushing the sensitive skin as she whispered, her voice a sultry, velvet growl dripping with desperation.

"After our little play in the elevator, I haven’t stopped thinking about your dick, Doctor. It’s fucking torture. I keep imagining it, thick, hard, splitting me open, pounding me until my legs give out and I’m screaming your name, begging for more. I want you to ruin me, make me yours in every filthy way." Her words were a spark to gasoline, igniting a primal hunger in him that made his cock twitch against her.

The room’s dim light cast flickering shadows, the single overhead bulb painting their bodies in a soft, golden glow that hid just enough to amplify the illicit thrill. Devon’s lips curled into a predatory smile, his obsidian eyes glinting with dark promise.

He tightened his grip on Lina’s ass, fingers digging into the lush curves, kneading the flesh until she squirmed against him.

Then, with a swift motion, he delivered a sharp spank, the crack echoing in the confined space. Her cheeks jiggled under his palm, the ripple of her plump ass sending a surge of heat through his veins. Lina gasped, her body jolting forward, pressing her tits harder against him as a soft whimper escaped her lips, her arousal evident in the way her thighs clenched together.

She surged forward, capturing his mouth in a kiss that started slow, a teasing brush of lips, soft and tentative, before exploding into a passionate, ravenous clash. Her tongue darted out, slick and eager, invading his mouth with eagerly.

Devon matched her intensity, his tongue tangling with hers in a wet, heated duel, sucking her lower lip between his teeth and biting just hard enough to make her moan into his mouth. His hands roamed her ass, squeezing and spreading the cheeks roughly, feeling the heat radiating from her core as she ground herself against his thigh, desperate for friction.

"Fuck," he growled against her lips, voice low and thick with lust, "you’re practically dripping through your panties already." His hands slid upward, cupping her full, heavy breasts through the thin fabric of her nurse’s gown. He kneaded them roughly, thumbs circling her stiff nipples, the hard peaks straining against the material.

With a wicked grin, he pinched them hard, twisting and pulling until Lina’s back arched, a deep, throaty moan tearing from her throat as pleasure-pain sparked through her. "You like that, don’t you?"

Lina’s breath hitched, her lips parting as she gasped, "Oh God, Devon, don’t stop. My nipples are so fucking sensitive, I could cum just from you touching them like that." She kissed him again, deeper this time, her tongue plunging into his mouth with reckless abandon, her hands clawing at his shoulders as she pressed her body tighter against his.

The heat of her pussy radiated through her gown, her hips rocking instinctively against his cock, the friction driving her wild.

Devon’s hands continued their assault, fondling her breasts with a mix of reverence and savagery, squeezing the soft mounds until they spilled over his palms. He tugged at her nipples again, rolling them between his fingers, each pull drawing a louder moan from Lina’s lips, her body trembling under his touch. "You’re such a slut for this, aren’t you?" he murmured, his voice a dark caress. "Moaning like that, practically begging me to fuck you right here against the wall."

"God, yes," Lina panted, breaking the kiss just enough to speak, her words dripping with raw, unfiltered lust. "I want you so fucking bad, Devon. I need your cock inside me, stretching my pussy, pounding me until I can’t walk straight. Feel how wet I am for you."

She grabbed his hand, guiding it under the hem of her dress, past the soaked fabric of her panties, pressing his fingers against her slick, swollen folds. Her pussy was drenched, her arousal coating his fingertips as she rocked against him, urging him deeper. "See? My cunt’s been aching all day, leaking for you, dreaming of you fucking me until I’m screaming, coming so hard I forget my own name."

Devon’s fingers slid through her wetness, parting her lips to tease her clit with slow, deliberate circles that made her hips buck against him. "Fuck, you’re soaked," he growled, slipping one finger inside her tight heat, feeling her walls clench around him.

He added a second finger, pumping them in and out, curling to hit that sweet spot inside her that made her cry out, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him.

"Yes, yes, please," Lina whimpered, her voice breaking as she rode his fingers, her hips grinding desperately against his hand. "Finger me harder, Devon, make me cum, then fuck me until I’m a mess. I want your cock so deep I feel it for days." Her breath came in hot, ragged bursts, her body on fire from the way his hand curled inside her, but her craving for more for him overpowered everything.

With frantic urgency, her hand returned to his crotch, stroking his cock through his trousers, fingers tracing every ridge and vein, squeezing until he groaned, his control visibly fraying at the edges like a thread about to snap.

Emboldened by his reaction, Lina’s fingers moved with purpose, fumbling at his belt buckle, the metallic clink echoing in the dim storage room as she tugged it open. She yanked down his zipper, her heart pounding like a drum, and reached inside, freeing his cock from the confines of his boxers. It sprang out, huge and thick in her palm, the skin hot against her touch.

She roamed her hand around it slowly at first, savoring the cock that filled her grip, the veins pulsing under her fingertips. An electrifying sensation shot through her body, from her core straight to her fingertips, making her thighs clench involuntarily. He was Him.

God, I thought he’d be the one chasing me after that blowjob in the elevator, Lina thought, her mind swirling with a mix of shame and insatiable hunger, but here I am, obsessed with his cock, craving him to ravage me until I break.