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This day is fucking hell, and my family is making it worse. Monroe has damn near been up the Doc’s ass all day. She doesn’t seem interested in him, which is lucky for me, even if all I’ve gotten from her is a hard cock followed by blue balls. The Doc playing with Ciara is just as bad on my dick. For fuck’s sake, that giggle almost had me creaming my jeans.

Thankfully, things are calming down, which is good as it’s time for Ciara to go to bed. I look around, spotting her with Lachlan going over something on a tablet. I glance over his shoulder, seeing a road map.

“Next haul?” I ask softly, but my little one wakes before he can do more than nod.

“Da. Da.” Ciara whimpers, climbing down from him and putting out her hand.

“I’m coming, baby.” I wave, and Lachlan does the same before making the call me gesture. I follow her to her room. “Climb into bed, and I’ll sing to you.” Running my fingers through her hair, I sing the Irish Lullaby, My Lagan Love, like my dad did every night for me, and I have every night since I got her. Before I’m even halfway through, she’s asleep. Kissing her head, I check the monitor to find it already on before shutting the door and heading across the house to my room. I need to grab the monitor from my bedside before I head back outside.

Shutting the door behind me, I hear a gasp and know it’s the Doc. I would know the smell of her Argan Oil in my sleep. It’s like a fucking Siren’s song. God Damnit!

“Doc, are you lost?” I slowly turn to see her sitting on my fucking bed. There goes my dick again. Her hair is up in a messy bun, with strands falling that perfectly frame her once again glossy lips, which she is now biting on.

“I needed to freshen up.” She stands, trying to head for the exit. “All fresh. I should probably go now.” Her words are quick and dismissive.

“You freshen up sitting on a man’s bed?” I watch her the closer she gets. “Tell me, Doc, do you enjoy teasing men who can’t decide if it’d be better to eat ya or fuck ya?”

She stops, her head tilting to the side ever so. “Should I be wearing a little red hood, Mister Westmoreland?” Her eyes drop. “I should warn you, in my momma’s version, little red is the wolf.”

I pick her up in a flash, pinning her to the fucking door. “Your mouth is gonna get you in trouble, Darlin’.” My lips slide over her ear.

“Why don’t you worry less about my mouth and more about filling yours?” Pressing back, she grabs her dress, popping the buttons to reveal a lacy white bra as her back arches perfectly toward me.

I rip her bra right down the middle with my fucking teeth. I don’t have to be told twice. I’m holding her to the door with one hand while my other is playing with her nipple.

She moans into my neck, her leg rolling over my hip. “My purse is on the floor. I have condoms.” She’s breathless. “Be warned, if I don’t come, neither will you.” She grabs my balls, giving them a good tug.

“Fuck.” I hiss. “If your gonna get rough, then you better fucking kiss them.”

“Baby, I’m prepared to swallow them and your cock, if you get me out of what’s left of this dress and on that bed.”

I walk her over to the bed, which is difficult with this hard cock. Laying her down, I grab her panties in one hand, and with a good yank, they’re gone as she writhes and bucks against the motion.

“My turn.” Still, in her strappy stilettos, she gets up on her knees and grabs the waist of my jeans, jerking me onto the bed with her. She unzips me, reaching into them. “Commando, huh?” Her thumb slides over my throbbing head as her other hand pushes down, getting my ass exposed.

I let out a happy grunt and then am pushed back. It’s a bit uncomfortable, but when my cock hits the back of her throat and she manages to lick my nuts at the same time, the pain is a long-forgotten memory.

My hands wrap into her dark thick hair as my hips pump my cock faster. This woman has no gag reflex? Her hands join in, and she strokes my cock as her tongue licks down my shaft until she gets to my sac. The woman keeps her promises. Slurp, there goes one nut. My eyes roll back as the other goes into her hot wet mouth as well.

“Fuck Darlin’, you and that mouth.”

The vibration in her throat as she giggles almost makes me blow my load until she stops.

“Wanna eat your way to my heart?” She purrs, pulling herself up my length, stopping as her soft wet pussy aligns with my cock. A wicked grin crosses her lips as the light hits her desire-filled eyes. Lifting off my chest with one hand, she grasps me, rubbing the head of my cock against her wet folds. With a gentle moan, she wiggles and lowers herself just enough that the head of my dick slips inside. Up on her knees, she pops me back off, then back again, teasing me relentlessly. Before I can grab her hips and just pound her, she’s grabbed my headboard and shoved that soaked pussy right into my face.

Jesus Christ, she tastes better than she smells. My tongue takes long, probing licks as she rides my face until she starts to come.

“Fuck, yes.” She pants, and I feel her body contort before hearing the unmistakable sound of a rubber being opened. She releases my head from the vice of her thighs and settles on her knees between mine. “So, how would you like to take your slice? Forward, reverse? Ass up, head down? Anything you like except missionary. My pussy is your playground tonight.”

Grabbing, I spin so she’s face down with that luscious ass in the fucking air. I run my hand down her spine as her body withers. “Anything I want? Doc, you’re gonna be in for a long night. I want to hear you fucking scream.”

“You have till dawn.” She looks over her shoulder, flashing me that perfect little smile as she reaches back and opens herself up to my aching cock.

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