The Experiment - Chapter 2

Nicole's drug mash keeps her body in high gear. She's wet, her clit hard, her inner walls pulsing with every heartbeat. Dr. Valery kneels between her legs, mouth slick and busy, working her clit in tight, practiced circles. She pushes two fingers in deep, curls them against the tender front wall, thrusts slow and sure. Nicole comes fast, legs shaking. Then again, quicker than the last, breath ragged. Each orgasm only feeds the next. Heat runs higher instead of breaking. The doctor's hand stays steady, rubbing precise and deep, never stopping. Pleasure rolls through Nicole in waves, her cunt tightening around the fingers, greedy and hot. Dr. Valery keeps going, jaw working, breath quick. Sweat beads on her upper lip. She tastes Nicole's need, feels it live between her own thighs. Her tongue presses harder. The clinical touch slips, comes from someplace hungrier. Her strokes change, sharper now, almost frantic. Nicole moans, come spilling hot and slick. Dr. Valery's mouth lingers lower, tongue seeking more. Not patient. Possessive. She climbs onto the table, thigh over thigh. Presses close, letting Nicole's wetness coat her own skin. Their mouths meet, rough and wanting. Hands move without plan. Nicole pulls at her buttons, squeezes her breast through the bra, thumb over a stiff nipple. No antidote, no hesitation now. The room fills with the sounds of desperate wanting and release. Dr. Valery spreads her legs for Nicole's tongue, fucks against it while the blonde cries out again, lost, dizzy, dripping. Neither of them pretends it will end soon.