Page 33 of Indebted

A squeak came from outside. Outside the room, because we were still in Justin’s clinic and he had patients out there. And Midge.

“Holy shit.”

“That good?”

“No,” I tried to move away but couldn’t. “We’re at work. Your work. There are people out there!”

As if to punctuate my words a knock came on the door, followed by Midge’s nosy voice. “Dr. Kingston? Is Katie awake? I heard a groan.”

Chapter 12

Ifroze, aware of Justin’s big body, blocking me in. His hand down the front of my pants, fingers deep inside me.

I stared up at him, wide-eyed. I expected to see the same dread and anxiety mirrored in his eyes, but he only smiled.

His thumb flicked against my center and I jolted.

“What are you doing? Stop.”

“You don’t want me to,” he withdrew his fingers, slowly. Only to push them back inside.

I gasped.

“Dr. Kingston?”

“Everything’s fine Midge,” Justin called, his eyes laughing. “Katie got up a bit too fast. She seems to have a headache. I think she needs to rest a bit longer. I’m going to watch over her.”

I bit down on my lip as he thrust in and out of me, his thumb rubbing my clit.

More shuffling from outside the room. “Are you sure? I could watch her.”

Justin slid another finger between my folds. “No, that’s all right. I’ve got her. I can take care of my little girl. I know what she needs.”

Our eyes locked.

It was another level of intimacy and vulnerability I’d never experienced. I’d never had a guy stare me in the eye while he fucked me with his fingers. I felt completely naked and I still had clothes on.

“Well,” said Midge through the door. “If you’re sure.”

“Oh,” said Justin. “I’m positive. Happy to do it in fact.”

Wiseass.

I was panting by the time her footsteps faded. His fingers pumping in and out of me, the tips dragging against my g-spot, sending sparks down my skin.

“Now, where were we?” He pretended to think. “Oh yes, you, thinking about me while touching yourself. Did it feel like this?”

No, because I’d never been this turned on. The idea of being caught by Midge amped my body up, every nerve wide awake and humming.

“Hm?” he probed, and I knew if I didn’t answer he’d stop. I needed to remember that when the tables were turned.

“No,” I moaned. I shut my eyes as my climax built, my body trembling on the edge.

“Tell me, what was it like?”

My fingers dug into his sides, anchoring myself. “Quiet,” I said, exasperated. “It was quiet.”

He laughed. “So, you only make noise for your Daddy?”