Master of Lust

Chapter 156: It always comes down to just one thing

Chapter - 156

Amanda pondered for a good while, letting her thoughts do a little dance before deciding to waltz into conversation. But even after some mental choreography, she found herself stuck in the hesitant shuffle of not knowing where to start. Sensing her hesitation, Rick, always the social dance partner, gave her a nudge.

"Just ask the first thing that pops in your head. what do you want to know?"

Amanda opened the floodgates of inquiry, her words bubbling forth like a giddy stream, "Anything. Everything. Where do you come from? What do you do? What do you like? What do you hate?

What are your dreams? What are your fears?"

Rick chuckled, appreciating the enthusiastic barrage of questions. "Whoa there, Amanda! That's quite the rapid-fire round. Do you really have time for this grand interrogation?"

Amanda nodded with infectious eagerness, her eyes gleaming, "I have all the time in the world."

Rick felt a warm sensation in his chest. He liked the way she said that as if he was the most important thing in her life.

"Alrighty then, let's rewind to the start," Rick began, a grin playing on his lips, "I am still in college. Final year and majoring in Business Management. I am not actually from Willowbrook. I grew up in the outskirts, near the countryside. It's a small town, very quiet and peaceful. My family is still there."

Amanda, fully engaged, flashed a curious grin. "Sounds pretty nice. Do you ever get homesick?"

"Yeah, every now and then. It's the quiet I miss the most. The city can get very loud at times." Rick looked a bit nostalgic as he spoke.

Amanda smiled and said, "Do you visit often?"

Rick did a casual shoulder shuffle. "Eh, every now and then. But enough about me, let's flip the script. Spill it – what's the deal with nursing? What sparked that flame?"

"Would it be too clichéd if I said it's because becoming a doctor is too much work?"

Rick laughed and pulled her closer. "Didn't want to study too hard?"

"No, that's not it. I like helping people, and nurses have this natural charm that just makes you want to listen to them, you know?" Amanda admitted, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. She absentmindedly shook her head, causing her bangs to tumble into her eyes. "Gosh, I'm babbling. Ignore me; my brain's on vacation or something."

But Rick, always the smooth talker, casually swept that misplaced strand behind her ear, "Nonsense," he declared with a grin. "You are the whole package – kind, brainy, and treat for the eyes. Bet your patients hang on to your every word." Adding a dash of mischief, he playfully gave her rear end a gentle pat. "For more than one reason, I am sure."

The sudden jerk sent a jolt up Rick's bruised ribs and he winced. A movement that didn't go unnoticed by Amanda.

"Oh, shit, I'm so sorry. I forgot. Are you okay?" Amanda was quick to apologise.

Rick nodded and waved a hand. "I'm fine, don't worry. It's just a scratch. It doesn't hurt that much."

"Rick, you're sweating." She scooted back, sitting on her haunches, and brushed her gentle fingertips over the purple bruises that coated one side of his torso. "This looks pretty bad. Maybe we should go to the hospital, just in case. There might be internal bleeding."

"There isn't," Rick gritted out, working on evening his breathing. "The doctor said it's just some minor internal bruising, nothing to be worried about. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?" Amanda had that guilty, worried look on her face again. "After last night... I mean, you're already injured, and I..." She trailed off, and her eyes darted to the side. "I'd hate to be the reason you're in pain."

"Hey!" Rick tilted her chin to face him. "You can't hurt me. I'm fine, really. The meds are just wearing off, so I'm a little sore, but other than that..." Rick pointedly looked down to where his throbbing erection bulged against his boxers. "But if you're really feeling that guilty, I wouldn't mind being taken care of one more time."

Amanda got the hint and freed Rick from his boxers, stroking upward, her thumb brushing the slit. Rick tipped his head back and just revelled in the warmth her hand brought about as she expertly glided her palm up and down, creating a rhythm.

Amanda knew Rick's tells well enough by now that she could predict exactly when Rick was about to explode, and just as he teetered toward the edge, she stopped her ministrations, instead playing with his balls underneath.

As much as Rick loved her teasing, right now, he was in the mood to sink deep inside her. Ignoring the sting on his side, in one swift move, he flipped them so that he was between Amanda's legs, hovering over her. His hand reached in between, thumb pressing on her clitoris. Amanda's back arched, her lip thoroughly abused by her teeth as she bit down so hard, Rick was sure she could taste blood.

Two fingers dove past her slippery folds and stroked her core. Amanda's thighs as they squeezed Rick's hips. Her head thrashed from side to side as her pleasure became too much to handle.

"So fucking wet for, huh, baby?" Rick cooed, slowing down his pace and allowing Amanda to breathe. "So needy. Always up for a nice, hard fuck, eh?"

"Only you for you, Rick," she moaned when Rick pushed the crown of his dick inside her.

Slowly, bit by bit, he dove inside her, both of them groaning as lust filled every crevice in their bodies.

Amanda's ankles crossed over his lower back, and she lifted her hips up slightly to allow him to go deeper. She'd expected him to be in a frenzy this morning, fuck her like he always did: fast and unforgiving. But this time, he went slow. Deep, sensual thrusts that sent all of her senses into overdrive. She clawed at his back, moaning into his ear about how good he felt.

It wasn't long till euphoria had taken over the both of them, rendering them immune to all the worldly distractions and leaving them at mercy to the slow rhythm of their lovemaking.

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