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It was so deliciously perverted to have Eric standing at the foot of the exam table still wearing his white coat—a little less crisp now—and even with the stethoscope around his neck. This was quite the fetish she found herself making a deep dive into.
He scrubbed up and snapped on a new pair of gloves before bending her knees and moving her feet so he could slide the extension of the table back. Now her knees were propped up, her feet and therefor thighs were spread wide and her hips were near the end of the table. And the cotton gown was still bunched around her waist, crumpled and damp with her sweat. Not that it had done her any good in the way of protection. Not that she had wanted it to.
Devaney gasped when Eric ran a single finger down her mound and delved a little deeper, reaching her clit. It wasn’t enough to arouse her but she was so sensitive after everything he’d done to her that it was like an electric shock to her nerves and her gasp deepened into a moan.
“It appears that your body is still producing copious amounts of lubrication,” he observed, slicking the probing finger around her entrance but not actually breaching it.
“Yes, Doctor,” she agreed, flame-faced.
“Good. That makes this next part of the exam easier. You said you’re a virgin, correct?”
She bit her lip and nodded and Eric gave her one of those kind smiles. “Don’t worry. This won’t hurt a bit. You might even find you enjoy yourself. I’m going to use a very special instrument to gauge your response to sexual stimulation. It’s especially sensitive to orgasms so we’ll be forcing you to climax one more time.”
God she hoped so.
Who even was she? Greedy for yet another climax so soon? That would’ve seemed impossible not that long ago. It definitely had been, with Carter. Probably even by herself. But with Eric? This man had some sort of very specific and incredibly wonderful gift.
He toyed with her some more, rubbing and pinching, occasionally slipping a finger or two inside her but never for long enough for her to even get close to coming. He slicked his finger around her clit until she was canting her hips off the table and when he stopped, she cried out in frustration, and then in surprise as he pinched her hard.
“Now, now, Miss Norfolk. Let’s not start with your misbehavior again.”
She could only whimper her agreement and toss her head. Talented and wicked man.
“That’s it, that’s a good girl,” he soothed as he went back to pressing fingers inside her and drawing lazy circles over her clit. “Now just be still while I prepare the special instrument I told you about.”
The gloves he’d been wearing got peeled off, and when he reached for his belt, her mouth watered. Yes, she wanted this, him. He didn’t bother removing his pants. No, he only moved aside his shirt tails and freed his cock from his pants and—wow.
Devaney wasn’t one to be impressed or intimidated by dicks—she had, after all, birthed two children despite what they were playing at—but then again she’d never seen a cock as massive as Eric’s. She doubted she’d be able to get her fingers to touch around it.
It was duskier than the rest of his burnished brown skin, and the thick head poked out of his grip as he fisted himself. Devaney licked her lips and tried to imagine what he’d taste like. Maybe not tonight, but someday she’d find out.
Eric pumped his cock a few more times before sheathing himself in a condom and it made her a little sad she wouldn’t get to feel the hot spurt of his come inside her. Not this time. But maybe—no, she shouldn’t be thinking about Eric putting a baby in her belly. She should be concentrating on letting herself be open, receptive so she could take his huge cock inside her.
She was glad he’d taken his gloves off when he stepped in closer and notched himself at her entrance. He was so hot and thick she wanted to beg for it but she wasn’t quite that far gone. She made no promises about a few minutes from now though.
“Okay, babygirl. We’re gonna take it real slow but you’re going to take every inch of this fat dick. Just relax, I promise I’m going to make you feel so good. Doctor knows best, right?”
“Yes, Doctor Eric. Yes, Daddy.”
Big hands on her thighs, Eric pressed forward, stretching her open with the thick head of his cock.
“There you go, that’s a good girl. Just keep breathing and open up so I can work this huge dick into your tight little cunt. You feel so good, Devy. So good.”
He kept talking to her as he pressed a little ways in and then drew out again before pushing still further into her, forcing his way carefully but insistently inside her.
The mix of his filthy sweet words was perfect, heightening her arousal as much as he was filling her up, making her feel owned. Owned in a belonging way, not the bought-and-paid for way she’d felt so often in her marriage.
By the time he’d worked his way into her pussy, she was panting and a bit sorry she’d asked for her hands to be bound. She wanted to touch him. Definitely next time.
It wasn’t fair that he could dig his fingertips into her flesh so hard she’d have bruises and she couldn’t so much as coast her hands over his skin. Because also, yes, next time she’d want toseehim. See the swell of his biceps as he held her, how his abs worked as he stroked into her.
For now though, he was fully seated and if he didn’t start to move she was going to scream. The time for gentleness and patience was over. The time to be fucked was now.
“Please, Eric, please, doctor. Fuck me, please. Need you. Hard, now,” she insisted, and one of his brows arched at her audacity in that cocky way she loved.
“My pleasure, Devy.”
And then he pulled out almost fully before slamming back into her, the fullness and the impact making her eyes roll back in her head and forcing a downright animal noise of pleasure mixed with still more need from her throat.
