Dr. Love Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
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With every word, Samantha beamed a little brighter.

I cocked my head to the side and raised my eyebrow. “Did you really think I would wait around for you to turn eighteen, spend all that time watching over you, making sure that you would be happy in our life together, if I didn’t love you?”

Samantha’s cheeks bloomed with pink, and she shrugged adorably. “I thought maybe, I was…you know, just your type. And you thought I’d make a good mom since I know you want kids.” She stopped for a minute, and her brow drew down. “Did you say watched—”

I cut her off by covering her mouth with my own. We spoke without words, our tongues twisting and our bodies gearing up once more.

When she was quivering with need, I slowly worked my way down her body, leaving behind a trail of kisses and little red marks from my beard. I nibbled on each nipple before moving on to her flat stomach. I licked a circle around her belly button, then kissed the spot where our babies would grow.

Eventually, I settled on my stomach, my shoulders wedged between her legs and my mouth hovering over her dripping pussy.

“I love that you get so wet for me, baby doll.” Resting my arms on her thighs, I used my thumbs to part her folds, and my mouth filled with saliva, forcing me to swallow hard. “Fucking gorgeous,” I groaned. “Pink and wet, swollen with need.” I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue, and my cock pulsed hard when she cried out. I took a second to think about anything other than my woman’s naked body and the sweet cherry I was about to take.

When I felt a little more in control, I ran my tongue up her center and groaned. “You taste even better than you smell, baby doll.” Carefully, I pushed the tip of my pinky into her channel. The fit was so snug, I couldn’t help releasing a spurt of come. “Fuck, you’re tight.” It was gonna take some effort to get her ready to take my cock. She was so tiny compared to me, but I had no doubt she’d be able to take all of me eventually.

“Just relax, Samantha. I need to stretch your virgin pussy so I can pop that cherry without hurting you too much.”

I went to work, eating her like she was my first meal after a yearlong fast. Using my tongue and fingers, I drove her to a screaming orgasm, and while she was in the throes of passion, I was able to fill her with a second digit.

“Noah. Oh my gosh,” she panted, her cloudy eyes staring at me as I grinned up at her.

“I’m gonna need another one, baby doll. You're doing amazing, and your cervix will be nice and soft, ready for my seed. Going to fill you so full there’s no damn way you won’t be pregnant.”

It didn’t take much to tip her over the edge again because she was so fucking responsive. I couldn’t wait much longer to feel her pussy squeezing my cock, milking my orgasm from me.

I watched her fly apart, marveling at her beauty, but when she started to float back down, I crawled up until I covered her from head to toe.

“That was…” Samantha trailed off, and I grinned.

“It’s about to get a fuck of a lot better, baby.”

I grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips, then shifted so that the tip of my cock was notched at her entrance.

“Eyes on me, baby doll,” I said in a rough voice. My dick was barely kissing her pussy, and I was close to nutting too soon.

Slowly, I pushed the fat, swollen head of my cock into her right channel. “Oh fuck,” I grunted. Being bare inside her felt fucking amazing, and something about her unprotected womb, knowing it meant she could get pregnant, added a thrill. It took all my energy not to forget everything and slam home. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I pushed in at an agonizing pace. I exhaled harshly when I felt the thin barrier of her virginity. Part of me was relieved to be that far in, and the other was cringing because I hated to hurt her.

“Keep looking at me, baby doll,” I whispered. She nodded, and the trust in her beautiful blues wrapped around my heart. If she hadn’t already owned all of it, it would have been hers from that moment on.

I bent my head and kissed her, telling her I loved her without words as I punched my hips forward, finally claiming my baby doll. My intent had been to pop her cherry with a small thrust, then wait before continuing to work my way in. But she felt so fucking incredible, I lost my damn mind and plunged into her heat until I was gloved from root to tip.


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