A grin appeared on his lips. A cold shiver ran down my spine as I anticipated what he would do next.

He pulled his fingers free. I was still shaking.

The wet sound was filthy. A thick string of my come clung to his knuckles before breaking. I watched, dazed, as he brought those fingers to his mouth. He licked them clean without breaking eye contact. The sight made my empty cunt clench around nothing.

“Fuck, you taste too sweet for me to end here, baby,” he muttered.

He stood. He shoved his scrubs and boxers down in one motion.

His cock sprang free. It was thick, the head shiny...