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A bomb detonates behind my eyes uncontrollably. My hips buck up off the table as a pair of blazing dark eyes suck and pull and force the orgasm out of me. Theo doesn’t quit, relentless while thrusting his work tool in and out of me.
“Good, Prue, very good.” His movements slow down, yet his demeanor is no less of the somber intimidating doctor. “As I mentioned, you have a wonderful pussy. Healthy, wet, and beautifully pink.”
I don’t get how his voice doesn’t even strain. The burns around my throat where he choked tingle, getting me to wonder what else he could do to me with such a straight face.
“Theo,” I breathe out when the orgasm fades, and I’m wiped out. Still apprehensive while the warmth in my heart thrums and expands in every which direction. “Thank you.”
“Not done.” He removes the wand, whips off the condom, and tosses it before placing the device back in its stand.
My eyes dart to the clock on his wall. 8:05 on the dot. I have to get to work in thirty minutes. “But—“
“No buts.” Three of his fingers jam into my sopping hole, curling inside like a hook. “I said I’m not done, and it means I. Am. Not. Done.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Theo
Itwasnevermeantto get to this. Prue wasn’t supposed to come here or come to my table.
But once I started, I couldn’t stop.
And I won’t stop before I give her another orgasm, show her how my knowledge of female anatomy can introduce her to new kinds of pleasure. How I can bend her body to my will, manipulate it to react in ways it never has in the past.
“Not done? I don’t under—“ Prue begins to mouth a sentence I slice by massaging her clit with my thumb.
Words evade her. Her gaze, though, says it all as it wanders lower to my crotch.
“Don’t question me.” I sink my fingers deeper inside her, searching for the spot.Thatspot. “I need to probe and see for myself whether there was any damage done to the walls of your vagina.”
My fingertips graze the swollen place I’ve been looking for. I feel it first, witness it in Prue’s expression second. I’m only grazing the area, but Prue, the responsive little thing she is, already reacts to me.
Her deep brown eyes roll to the back of her head. Her back arches off the table, her hard nipples protruding through her T-shirt.
She’s trying to be good. Her lips part in a silent scream when it’s clear as fucking day that her lungs demand her to howl for me.
The fear I instilled in her of being kicked out or having her pussy slapped triumphs everything else. I’m in control of her. I’m taking her however I want to, and she knows it.
“Look at me, Prue.” My probing and teasing stops until I have her attention on me.
My cock stands painfully hard in my pants. This restraint costs me. There’s nothing I want more than to whip my dick out and drive it into her sweet cunt. She wants it too. Would crawl on her hands and knees for it, shake out of fear and beg for it.
But I don’t. Not yet.
“Your tissues have healed. Nothing torn or bruised.” I apply slightly more pressure on her source of pleasure now that I have her eyes on me.
“That’s, uh.” Prue clenches around me, her juices dripping down my wrist. “That’s good news, right?”
Her orgasm won’t be long now.
“Yes, very good news.” My lips curve to give her my most impersonal smile, one I save for my patients. “You’re okay to have sex again.”
“Oh.” Her breathy voice has my cock jerking with need. “Okay.”
She sounds like a person who fears heights a second before the rollercoaster drops.
“Do you…?” I roll my fingers faster while taking half a step back, so I won’t miss out on anything I’m anticipating will come. “…want to keep being sexually active?”
Prue’s ability to speak seems to be lost. She only nods. Strands of hair come out of her neat bun, her eyes blinking rapidly.
