Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“Very good, Ada,” Jackson growled, his eyes dragging back to mine. He eased a finger against my opening. I’d never had sex before, but horse-riding when I was younger meant I’d long since lost my hymen. And yet, no one aside from a doctor — and a doctor in a very different circumstance — had ever felt inside of me. Jackson was about to be my first.
…And it wasn’t the only thing I wanted him to be my first for.
He eased his finger inside and curled it deep against that sweet perfect spot inside, and I knew I was lost. Lying there, totally at his mercy with those gorgeous eyes locked onto mine and his fingers and thumb doing things to my body that no man ever had, I knew I was lost.
I knew I was his.
He slid a second finger inside, and I moaned as my hips rocked to meet him eagerly. Jackson chuckled, bringing his other hand to my stomach and resting his palm there.
“So fucking eager,” he growled, his jaw twitching. “Are you this excited for Doctor Petite? This fucking wet.”
“No!” I gasped quietly, shaking my head.
“And how about any other man?” he growled lowly, his eyes flashing fire. “Are there any other men who—”
“There are no other men,” I said quietly, biting my lip. “There—”
I looked away, but suddenly, his hand was cupping my jaw, and gently turning me back into that fierce gaze.
“There’s never been another man, has there, beautiful?”
I swallowed, my face flushed as I shook my head. “No.”
“Good.”
The word growled from his lips, and that fire in his eyes blazed even hotter as he let them sear into me. He moved closer to me, almost like he was about to move onto the chair with me. His fingers slid deep inside of me, stroking me so perfectly as his thumb rolled over my clit again and again, making my body melt for him.
“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.”