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“Absolutely,” I hear. “Give me one sec and I’ll be right there.”
Her crow’s-feet crinkle a little more in a doubtful expression, but I assure her I’ve designed these things, and I am certain that they work.
“You’re not obligated to buy anything of course, but just know it’s here if you need it. Is there anything else I can help you with today, Mrs. Hetherington?” I ask as I close her file.
“No, thank you, Dr. Stu… Dr. Warner,” she smiles, and for a second I wonder if she were about to say Sturgill or Stud. Either way, she’s going to have to learn a new name for her doctor. It’s the twenty-first century, and even our small town has to move into it at some point.
Besides, the devices continue to make us a tidy profit, which I have donated to the foundation in Costa Rica. Sometimes I can imagine that I hear the whole town buzzing when it hits five fifteen in the evening and I know that it’s doing a lot of good for everyone. Plus, the online sales from DrStud.com are going to make us able to do even more. Joanna made me use that name. She laughed and laughed, but told me it would get press and that would help. So I did, and she was right. I even was on Ellen recently, talking about how sexual health is important and vital to overall health. And Ellen was all over helping kids with cleft palates smile again, so I expect that we’re going to be able to donate even more.
It feels good to make that happen, because at this point I just can’t bear to leave my family no matter how much the people in Costa Rica could use another doctor. Since the money pays for a lot of surgeons and soon we’ll have a real clinic built, that makes me feel better about staying put in Willowdale. Now that little Ava has been born, I’m the happiest when I’m sitting home with my beautiful family.
“Jen. I’m going to head out. You doing okay?” I ask as I peek in to see Mrs. Hetherington with an armload of boxes of our products. Her cheeks grow red when I wink at her.
“Yep, it’s all under control,” Jen says with a smile. “I’ll close up. Go home to your family!”
Luckily, Jen is no longer on the prowl. She apparently met someone at the art gallery, and after a few weeks they hit it off. She’s been a lot easier to work with ever since. Goes to show you how important it is for a person to have romance in his or her life.
Speaking of which, I can’t wait to be with my love.
When I finally make it home, Joanna greets me at the door with Ava in her arms and a smear of baby food on her cheek.
“Is there chocolate pudding on my face again?” she asks when she sees the look in my eyes.
“I hope it’s chocolate pudding,” I grin. I hug her and give it a loud sniff. “Yes, phew, chocolate pudding.”
She laughs and kisses me and we walk into the house, the house that had so many memories and the place where we are making more.
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I look Sturgill in the eyes, challenging him. “How many do you think you can make me have?" I turn around and flip the back of my skirt up to expose my thong, and he growls and comes after me.
“Do you really want to find out?” he asks as he sweeps me into his arms and carries me up the big wooden stairs to the bedroom.
“You bet I do,” I grin at him. “In fact, it’s all I want to know.”
“You might regret that, little girl,” he says and lies on top of me, lifting his chin and looking into my eyes with that hungry expression that always turns me on.
“Make me,” I say, and he starts kissing down my neck, his stubble deliciously scratching me, sending tingles straight to my core. His strong, sensitive doctor’s fingers slide down my sides and then slide under my top, until he pulls it over my head, baring my bra.
“You’re so gorgeous,” he groans as he falls onto my breasts, kissing and nibbling his way from one nipple across to the other. I squirm under his expert hands as they earn a small squeal from me. Building anticipation, he kisses a trail down to my hips, teasing my pussy as he circles it.
“Come on, give it to me,” I finally cry out, unable to stand the way he tantalizes me, wanting him so much. “I need it.”
His grin is wicked. “Patience, Joanna. I’ll get there when I get there. Don’t rush me.”
I pull the pillow over my face for a moment as I groan with frustration, then push it away. “You’re a cruel man!”
“I was wondering if you would notice,” he jokes and then gives me one swipe of his tongue over my clit, making me gasp, before he slowly kisses down my thigh. I try to move, to get in the way of that glorious mouth of his to encourage him to give me what I want. His eyes flash at me before he pulls himself up by my side, kissing me deeply.
“Sturgill, you torturer,” I say.
“Well, you did want to see how many you could have, right?” he answers as his fingers stroke my thighs and th
en begin to stroke the outside of my pussy, and I groan.
“Yeah…” I breathe.
“You’ll have more if you trust me.”
