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)
Since last time.
One week before:
“Nice to meet you, Doctor Brody.”
Fuck. The way my name rolled off that soft tongue and over those sweet lips had my body tingling with need. The way she flushed — her cheeks burning as she looked away, as if she were embarrassed.
I’d just introduced myself to this perfect creature, after explaining the scheduling error with Doctor Petite.
“Are—” She swallowed thickly, her bright blue eyes darting to mine. Christ, that soft, lily-white skin with that dark brown hair and that smattering of freckles across her impossibly cute nose had me drowning in her already.
“Are we doing an exam today?”
She was nervous. I got that. After all, it’s not like a fertility exam was ever a breeze, but it didn’t help that I wasn’t the doctor she’d been seeing on the first few visits to the clinic.
“No, Ms. Chase, we’re not.”
I wish.
God help me, I wished. Forget professionalism, and boundaries, and my own oaths. Forget the doctor in me. The fucking caveman in me wants to touch every single inch of her body.
She sat there in her black yoga pants and a loose, grey, sleeveless top — her hair undone and tumbling down one shoulder, and one soft, succulent, glistening lip caught between her teeth. I wanted to tear those clothes off of her piece by piece, like a present for me to unwrap until she was naked before me. And then, I wanted to feel how soft that skin was. I wanted to see if her nipples were as pink as her cheeks, and I wanted to spread those pretty legs and run my tongue across a pussy I could only imagine tasted like candy.
Somehow, I got ahold of myself. How, I’m not entirely sure.
“No, today is all exterior. We’re using the new external imaging tech to take a look at everything inside. It’s a bit like a sonogram.”
She nodded, still nervously chewing that lip in the most tantalizing fucking way, to the point where I could barely concentrate on making words.
“Why don’t you go ahead and lie back.”
Then I want you to spread your legs, pull your knees back to your shoulders, and show me how wet that tight little pussy is.
I growled to myself, my jaw tightening as I tried to calm down.
“Like this?”
Fuck her voice was so sweet, like honey, and the way she looked up at me as she lay back in the reclined patient chair had something sparking inside my chest.
“Just like that.”
I grabbed the imaging device — it really was just like a sonogram — and turned back to her.
“Lift your shirt up.”
I fucking growled it, like a demand. Like I was telling someone I’d just brought home to do it, and not a patient.
Get a fucking hold of yourself.
“Over your stomach,” I added quickly, seeing the flush creep into her cheeks.
But Ada had nodded and slowly she’d reached down and lifted up her top.
I’d groaned to myself. That unblemished skin. That soft little belly, the easy curve of her hips. The little glimpse of the underside of a light blue, lacy bra.
…I was rock hard in one damn second.
My whole fucking body was humming as I approached her, watching her shiver as I came near.
“And I need you to pull your yoga pants down a bit.”
Ada had gasped quietly, her chest rising and falling as her eyes had darted to mine. “What?”
“Not all the way, just so it doesn’t hamper the imaging.”
“Oh, right.”
She forced a smile, but all it’d done was highlight how nervous she was. All it did was make her look even more innocent, and more completely and utterly fuckable.
“A little more, Ms. Chase.”
She did, tugging the elastic waist down further, and showing me more of that smooth belly, and the soft little groove of her hips. All the way until I caught the edge of her blue lacy panties, matching the bra.
I growled.
I couldn’t help it, and by then I honestly did not fucking care. I don’t know if she even heard me, but her cheeks were still blushing bright red.
“I’m a doctor, Ms. Chase,” I said quietly.
But in my head, I’ve got you on your knees with that hair wrapped around my fist and your pouty lips wrapped around my cock.
She laughed nervously, shaking her head. “I know, sorry. I’m being weird.”
“You’re not.”
“I’m just nervous is all.”
I smiled, putting a hand on her arm. It was meant to comfort. It was meant to soothe.
…It did the exact fucking opposite, to me at last. To me, it got my blood roaring. To me, touching that soft, warm skin got the animal inside of me bellowing like a beast, and got my cock pulsing rock hard against my thigh. I could feel my balls tingling — filling with cum for her.
I coughed. “Let’s begin.”
The wand was heated, but just the same, I could see her skin shivering with goosebumps as I moved it across her stomach.