Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“Nice and wet,” he growled. “I love the way your little pussy responds for me.”
I gasped sharply, panting at his filthy, commanding words.
“I don’t use medical terms, Ada,” Jackson murmured, leaning close into me. “They can be so cold and sterile.”
I nodded, panting as his thumb rolled over my clit.
“So I want to use familiar terms with my patients.”
He kept sliding his fingers in and out of me, stroking against my inner wall as his thumb teased my clit again and again, until I was a puddle for him. Or at least, leaving one on chair beneath me.
“Familiar terms like pussy,” he growled, curling his fingers inside of me and bringing a loud cry of pleasure from my lips.
“Or clit.”
His thumb rubbed over my hard little nub, sending my body reeling in ecstasy.
“After all, the reason you’re here is so that we can make sure you’re able to take a man’s cum deep inside this sweet little pussy until you swell with child.”
My pulse thundered through me, the gasp panting from my lips at his words. His fingers plunged in and out of me, his thumb brushing my clit, and his other hand stroking my belly and my thighs.
Jackson leaned close, and when his lips brushed my ear, the fire started to blaze out of control inside of me.
“And believe me when I say, Ada,” he growled lowly in my ear, making my pussy tighten around his fingers and flood them with more of my sticky arousal.
“Believe me when I say I’ll be personally making sure that you can.”
The fire took hold inside of me, and suddenly, a feeling I’d only ever had with myself started to erupt inside.
Oh my God….
I was going to come.
Right there.
For him.
For my doctor.
His fingers slid deep inside, and he started to curl them inside like he was beckoning me. His thumb started to rub my clit faster and faster, and when his teasing fingers traced over my hips and my thighs and my mound, I started to tumble.
Jackson leaned close again, his lips hot against my ear.
“I know you’re close, beautiful,” he murmured. “I know this tight, hot little pussy wants to come so fucking bad for me. I know you want to give me all of that sweet honey and coat my fucking fingers in it so I can lick them clean. So be a good girl,” he growled, his teeth raking over my earlobe as his fingers drove in and out and his thumb rolled my clit again and again.
“Be a good girl and come for me.”
I screamed, and then, it happened.
I went crashing over the edge, my whole body arching off the exam chair. I started to cry out in pleasure, when suddenly, his lips crushed to mine, kissing me fiercely and swallowing my cries of pleasure as his fingers made me come harder than I’d ever come in my entire life.
“Good girl,” he whispered into my lips. “And now you’re mine.”
5
Jackson
I kissed her hungrily, tasting those sweet, honeyed lips I’d been dreaming of for a week. I claimed her mouth, searing my lips to hers and letting my tongue explore hers. For a second, she froze, as if even though I’d just made her fucking come on my fingers, this was still something so shockingly new to her.
And I suppose it was.
A virgin. I wasn’t going to fetishize it, but the fact that no other man had been inside of her — that no other man had ever touched her, or made her moan, or made her beg for more, or made her come — turned my cock to solid fucking steel. She’d be mine and mine only — always. It would be me who taught her to beg for more — me who made her come until she couldn’t stand it any longer.
It’d be me who slid his cock between her thighs for the first time — who felt that tight, slick, young pussy stretch around my shaft and slide down every inch of me until I emptied my balls inside of her.
She moaned as she melted into me, the frozen moment shattering as she kissed me back, hungrily and whimpering softly.
“You know who I am, beautiful,” I growled into her lips, my fingers still teasing that dripping wet, hot pussy of hers.
“Y-yes, I do,” she whispered, panting as I teased a finger over her clit again.
“You know my reputation and position here at the clinic, and in the medical field at large.”
She faltered, her eyes looking away as her brow furrowed. “Yes, I’m—” She looked down, her lip catching between her teeth. “I’m sorry, Doctor Brody. I know we shouldn’t be doing this, and I know I’m putting you in a—”
“Ada.”
My voice was firm, stopping her as she — what, tried to apologize to me? Like if this was a bad thing, it was in any way her fault? I scowled, not pissed at her, but pissed at the world she’d grown up in that would teach her to apologize for what had just happened.