Page 46 of Doctor of the Bay


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I flip the phone on silent and place it on the side table, then slip back beneath the sheets. I need to tell Simmi about Cheryl and my marital predicament before things get any more serious. Which I’ll do after I’ve made us dinner.

Simmi groans, turns, and pushes into me.

“Please tell me that wasn’t a patient.”

Her husky voice cracks. Her curls tickle my chin, and her ass rubs against my hard on. Pushing away any thoughts of my ex-wife, I wonder if Simmi enjoys seafood? I’ve been in the mood for a good fish barbeque for a while now.

“No one important.”

I wrap my arms around her and close my eyes, then roll us over, positioning my pelvis between her legs. My dick throbs as I covet the warmth of her wet center.

“It wasn’t a patient,” I whisper into her ear before shifting my weight and slipping inside of her.

And just like that, all thoughts of telling her the truth slip from my mind.

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