Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“Now tell me, Karmen. Have you been having problems getting yourself to cum?”
Dr. Rourk leans back in his own chair, and I hate that there’s a table between us. I want to see if he’s hard. Is his cock pressing into his slacks, making it ache? God, I want to make him hard almost as much as I want to cum.
“Yes,” I admit, wiggling in my seat.
“And how does that make you feel?”
“Dr. Rourk,” I groan, closing my eyes. Is he torturing me? I suppose it’s only fair. I’ve been doing that to him since I met him. Now that I’m more than willing to play with him, he’s the one who won’t play with me.
“Eyes on me,” he snaps, and I eagerly obey. God, I love this side of him. His voice exudes authority, and my nipples harden almost painfully. “Answer me or you’ll put your pants back on.”
“I hate it,” I admit. “If I don’t do it for myself, then no one else will.”
“I’m not sure that’s true.”
“No one else that I want to do it.”
“And you think that I could help you?”
“Yes. You could teach me.” I lick my lips. “You know, like a daddy teaches his little girl to do things.”
“Jesus Christ,” I hear him say in a whisper before he sucks in a deep breath. “Spread your legs for me.” I do it slowly, wanting to torture him as much as he’s torturing me. "Fuck, you’re wet.” He sounds like it’s painful to watch.
I look between my legs and see the cotton of my panties sticking to my sex. It’s completely soaked.
“I’m aching.”
“Slip your fingers inside your panties. Only touch your clit.”
When my fingers go to the top of my underwear, Dr. Rourk's eyes follow their every movement. Then I dip them in, guiding two fingers to my clit.
“Slowly circle,” he says, and it’s like he’s straining to control his words.
I can’t worry about that now while I do as I’m told. I’m so wet that my fingers easily slide around my clit. It’s all over me, and I can’t think of a time I’ve ever been this turned on.
“I want to go faster.” There’s a whine to my voice, but I can’t help it.
“I didn’t ask you what you wanted.”
“Is this what you want?” My thighs spread wider.
“This is about you.” I see his hand go under his desk. Is he touching himself?
“Dr. Rourk,” I moan, thinking about him stroking his cock as he watches me.
“I thought you wanted me to be your daddy.” My heart gives me an unexpected flutter.
“Yes, Daddy,” I say this time.
“Move them down now. I want you to thrust two of them into your cunt.”
Fuck me. Why is hearing him say the word ‘cunt’ such a turn-on? Probably because this isn’t a side he shows to anyone else. This is only for me.
He sits up straight for a better view, and I use one finger for the first thrust. “I don’t know if I can get two.”
“Is my little girl's pussy that tight?”
I nod my head, but I don’t want to disappoint him. “I’m trying. I’ve never put them inside of me before.”
Dr. Rourk mutters a string of curse words under his breath. “Try harder. How are you ever going to take Daddy’s fat cock if you can’t?”
“Oh god,” I moan, thrusting another finger inside of me.
“Not god, Daddy,” he reminds me again.
“Daddy.” Each time I say the word, I want it more and more. I’ve never had a real daddy. Not one that took care of me.
“In and out.”
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip as I work them in and out of me. My hips rock in time with the movements and I’m so close.
“I want you,” I whine. Why can’t it be him doing this?
“You want your Daddy’s cock?”
“Please,” I beg.
“Where do you want it?”
“Inside me.” I pump my fingers in and out and I see Dr. Rourk’s hand moving under the desk. Does he have his cock out or is he rubbing himself over his pants?
“Inside where? You have to say it.”
“Right here.” I clench around my fingers. “In my pussy,” I cry out. I’m so, so close. “I need it so bad, Daddy. Please.”
He stands up so quickly that his chair hits the wall behind him. Dr. Daddy is here, and he's going to give me what I need.
Chapter Six
ROURK
This is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong.
I can hear the words chanting in the back of my head, yet I ignore every single one of them as I walk around my desk. I’ve never done anything like this. I’ve never even had the thought of crossing the line with a patient. But one look at Karmen and I wanted to set fire to every rule that separated us.
There’s something about her that I can’t let go or put up barriers to stop. I have no control with her, and it’s driving me to do things that I know I shouldn’t want. It’s like I’m standing on the beach watching the tsunami come closer, and all I can do is walk toward it.