Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“So you want a perkier ass sooner rather than later?” he asks in a smooth tone.
I nod.
“Yeah, I’d do anything to get a bigger butt,” I confirm, hoping that I don’t sound too ridiculous. What’s gotten into you? I think to myself. You never used to care what Sam thinks. But I don’t have time to dwell on the question for too long because then Sam’s taken a step inside the room.
“Well,” he drawls, “there are better ways to get a more toned ass.”
I cock a hip to the side.
“Please enlighten me Doctor,” I say in a sassy tone. “I’ll do anything for a bigger butt because these exercises kind of suck!”
Sam’s eyes flash with amusement, and I feel something stir deep inside of me. Then he takes another step into the room and the breath catches in my throat because this man is so tall and broad that he makes the space feel infinitely smaller. My pulse starts to race, and I clutch the sweater tighter to my breasts.
Sam looks unfazed though.
“Well, this is going to surprise you, but actually anal sex will help increase your ass size.”
I feel my jaw drop as silence fills the room. Well, that was unexpected.
“Um, I’m sorry?” I stammer. “Did you just say what I think you did?”
The handsome man steps forward again, almost crowding me where I stand now.
“It’s just science,” he says in a casual tone. “Working out the anal canal can help strengthen the muscles around it. And as those muscles get bigger, you’ll get a— what was the word you used?—a ‘juicier ass,’ is I think what you called it.” He looks pointedly at my rear end, even as I try to pick my jaw up off the ground. Is this man insane? I mean, is he playing a practical joke right now because this statement is too ludicrous to be true, right? After all, I’m pretty sure I would have heard about the idea that anal sex gives you a bigger ass, given my job and the fact that I’ve been researching on the internet like crazy. But at the same time, Sam is a doctor, so who knows what kind of wacky things they’ve figured out in the medical world? Hell, maybe anal sex can make the butt bigger.
But it doesn’t really matter because there’s no way I’m going in for loads of backdoor love just to get a bigger booty. It’s too crazy, even for me. Yet Sam steps forward then, and trails a gentle finger down my arm.
“You know, I can help you, Harlow,” he says in a low tone, those blue eyes on fire. “I’d be more than happy to do the honors.” Oh shit, the erection through his scrubs is huge, and the air evaporates from my lungs.
“Oh, um,” I stammer like a fool. “Hmmm.”
But before I realize it, Sam’s mouth is on my own, those sensual lips dominating mine. At first, I’m so shocked that nothing happens, but then I melt against his touch, sighing rapturously against his lips.
“Oh Sam,” I gasp, dropping my sweater to snake my arms around his neck. “Yes please.”
He doesn’t respond, at least not immediately. Instead, Sam pulls away for a moment, breaking our kiss, and shoots me an intent look. “I’m not entirely sure you understand what you’re asking for,” he rasps. But his eyes betray him because they flash brightly — two orbs of blue steel that burn with longing.
I bite my lip and look up at him once more through my lashes. “I know exactly what I’m asking you to do,” I purr sweetly. “Like I said, I’ve always wanted a bigger booty, so show me how to get there.”
A low, throaty groan escapes Sam’s lips, but I up the ante again by taking one of his hands and placing it against my left butt cheek. Then I then take his other hand and rest it against my right butt cheeks. “What’s the doctor’s opinion? Can you help a girl out?” I ask breathily, already feeling hot and needy.
Sam moans and then grips my ass tightly in his large palm. “I’m going to have to pound it hard to make sure I really work the muscles,” he growls in my ear. “Are you ready for a good ass fucking, sweetheart? Or is that going to be too much for you?”
I should be offended by the words, but instead they make the fire within grow bright with heat. I melt against his chest, my entire body suddenly possessed with the urge to be touched. “I think that’s just what the doctor ordered,” I coo prettily. “Now let’s get started, big boy.”
Without another word, I lead Sam over to my bed before opening my nightstand drawer and pulling out a small bottle of lube.
“Oh, what is this doing here?” I say with an innocent expression. Sam merely growls.