Getting Fucked by Physical Therapy

Karina was convinced life couldn’t get any worse when an innocent run left her pained with a stretched hamstring. Yet all of that changed from the moment she laid her eyes on the gorgeous man assigned to be her Physical Therapist. Now after four weeks and a successful recovery, Karina knew she had to take matters into her own hands if she wanted him to heal her in ways that’ll leave them both sweating and begging for more.

Warning! This 3,300 contains explicit descriptions of sex scenes, including oral sex, and is for adults only!

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"Say..." With that I leaned in closer. "What brand of cologne are you wearing? It smells awfully nice even on a sweaty guy like you."

Arching my back, I pushed my breasts up against his chest, clenching my pussy as I tilted my head as if to smell his neck. I could practically feel his heart bounding against his chest when I closed the gap and caught the lobe of his ear with my teeth, tugging slightly.

"Karina, what are you..."

"Shh..." Flicking his ear with my tongue, I pressed a kiss to his smooth jawline. "I think you're holding back on me, Tony."

"Karina we shouldn't be-"

"Just listen for a moment." I chuckled, sighing blissfully. "I'm sure we both know I've already healed a long time ago. So why don't we cut to the chase and you show me some 'real' exercises to really test your work?"

The warmth and smell of his body was intoxicating, making me far wetter than I ever imagined. I felt so naughty, jumping on him when someone could walk in at any moment. But that was what made it even more exciting, especially when I felt those hands cautiously trail down my waist, grabbing my ass in order to pull me even closer.

"You're taking a big risk," He murmured, squeezing firmly and causing me to gasp. "How long have you had this planned?"

Pulling back, I offered him a devilish smile.

"Since the first time I laid my eyes on you."