Page 33 of Daddy Fever


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I rap my knuckles on the door and then turn the handle. A flash of déjà vu catches me off guard as I lock eyes with the woman I love, seated exactly as she was the first time I met her, cotton gown and everything.

“Natasha…” My hands tighten around her chart as I suppress the urge to wrap my arms around her and claim her mouth in possessive kiss. “What can I do for you?”

The cotton gown she’s wearing slides an inch off her shoulder as she shrugs. “I wanted to see you.”

She crinkles the paper blanket across her lap. She’s nervous. But what reason would she have to be nervous?

Maybe because she knows she comes bearing bad news.

“Is your IUD causing you problems?” I ask stiffly, taking a seat on the rollaway stool. “You can check the strings yourself. You don’t need a doctor for that.”

Her cheeks pinken. She shakes her head. “I’m not here for a checkup, Evan.”

“Then what’s with the gown?”

“I needed a reason to come here, so I made one up.” She laughs, a soft sound that makes my chest ache. “I wanted to talk to you, face to face, and tell you that I saw Ollie. He reached out to me.”

“That’s good to hear.” I had hoped Oliver would reach out to Natasha. I know he’s been missing her. We both have. “I’ve tried calling you. Many times.”

“I know,” she says, frowning. “I’m sorry I never picked up. I just needed time.”

“I understand… Anyway, I want you to know that I’m sorry for the way things happened this summer. I take full responsibility—”

“Evan, I—”

“Please, let me explain. I’m the one who crossed the line. I fell in love with you when I had no business doing so.”

“We both crossed the line,” she says, her gaze clear and confident. “And I’d cross it again if I had the chance. You’re worth it, Evan. Every time.”

Her smile is radiant as she hops off the exam bed and drops the paper blanket to the floor. She crosses the room and rests her hands on my shoulders.

“I love you, Evan. I want to be your baby girl. If you’ll let me.” She takes my hand and guides it beneath her gown, between her legs.

My breath hitches as my palm connects with her bare pussy.

“Oh, you dirty girl,” I growl, tugging her down to straddle my lap. “I want nothing more than to be your daddy.”

I’m tempted to stroke her clit now, to watch her tremble as she comes for me. But I have something even dirtier in mind for both of us.

I kiss her pretty mouth as I pull up her gown, gliding my hands up over her stomach, her ribs, her incredible tits. She whimpers into the kiss as I gently pinch her nipples.

“I am your daddy, sweetheart,” I tell her. “But I’m also your doctor. And you’re here for an exam. Let me see what’s troubling you, Natasha, so I can make you feel better.”

She grins as I guide her to her feet.

“Where does it hurt?” I ask. “Be honest with Daddy.”

“Here,” she whispers, patting her lips. “Will you kiss it better?”

My cock’s already hard as steel, and I know I won’t last long like this. But I’ll give Natasha anything she wants tonight, even if it’s just a kiss.

“Yes, baby girl. I’ll kiss all the pain away.” I slant my lips over hers, savoring the sweet taste of her mouth. She fists her hands around my shirt and whimpers, pulling away breathlessly.

“It hurts here too,” she murmurs, taking my hand and placing it on her breast.

“Better get a closer look.” I slide the gown down her arms and let it fall to the floor. She sighs as I kiss her neck.

“No, Daddy, here.” She brings my hand to her breast. I groan, teasing her nipple with the pads of my fingers.

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