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Our lips meet again, just for a second before I rock back on my heals, pulling off her tiny sleep shorts and panties so she’s laying sprawled on the bed beneath me, legs spread.

“Is all this for me?” I dip two fingers between the lips of her pussy, and we groan in unison.

“It’s for you!” She whimpers, spreading her legs wider as I circle her hard little nub.

“Have you had sex before, sweetheart?” I’ve only thought about that in my filthiest, most depraved fantasies. Late at night with my hand fisting my cock, imagining what it would be like if Delta were mine,onlymine.

I could roar when she shakes her head slightly, her cheeks flushed and eyes bright.

“I won’t fuck you tonight.” I say it out loud while I still have a shred of my wits about me so I’m not tempted later. I’ve made such a damnable mess of this, of Delta, the least I can do is treat her as she ought to be treated before she gives herself to me completely.

Delta laughs breathily, eyes on the thick bulge tenting my gym shorts. “Why not?”

Growling, I drop back down over her to nip and suck at her neck, the hand not supporting me coming down to pull her tank top down. Her tits are small and perky and practically begging for me to mark them. She moans loudly as I latch onto one fiercely, sucking and grazing my teeth over the sweet tasting bud.

I grunt in surprise when a small hand wraps around my cock through my shorts, stroking and squeezing it experimentally. “I had my first orgasm to thoughts of you.” She confesses and I growl pumping my hips into her hand, the head of my cock already leaking.

“Shit, sweetheart.” I bite gently on her nipple, sending her back arching off the bed with another cry. I’m turned on beyond comprehension at the thought of her alone in her bed, rubbing her clit and wishing it was me. “I’m going to make you show me one day, but not tonight.”

I pull back so her hand falls away from my cock, kissing down her flat belly until I can smell her arousal. She’s drenched,wetness spreading onto her inner thighs and the bed beneath us. “You’re so beautiful.” I run my fingers over the lips of her pussy, gazing at her in awe.

“Brooks!” Delta whines, shifting anxiously.

I grin, reaching up to give her nipple a sharp pinch. “Patience, sweetheart. Sometimes a man likes to look at his food before he eats it.”

I’m done looking through. Leaning forward, I run my tongue down her slit, groaning as the taste of her, earthy and sweet, explodes on my tongue. It’s intoxicating, knowing I’m the first man to touch her like this, that I’ll be the one to introduce her to this feeling.

The only one, if I have anything to say about it.

I eat her like I’m starving. Above me, my sweet girl moans and whines, her hands gripping my hair so tightly it hurts and her hips lift desperately off the bed whenever I pull back even the slightest bit, trying to force feed me.

Grinning, I pull back enough to smack her inner thigh lightly. “Greedy girl.” Before diving back in.

I latch onto her clit, suckling gently and ease two fingers past her entrance. If I hadn’t known she was a virgin, I would now. I’ve never felt anything so fucking tight and perfect in my life. Curling my fingers, I rub her secret spot, and Delta explodes.

Wetness floods my tongue, her thighs clamp down on my ears, and still, I don’t stop eating her pussy. I’m a man possessed, near feral with the need to wring every drop of pleasure from my girl’s body until she can’t take any more. When the last of her orgasm finally fade away and she tries to pull me away from her swollen, sensitive little clit, I finally let go.

Throwing myself forward I brace myself over her, kissing her fiercely as I rip down my shorts and fist my cock roughly. It only takes a few vicious strokes before I’m finished. My seed jetsout of me in powerful spurts, painting her pussy while we both watch, transfixed.

Neither of us speak as I sit back on my heals and draw two fingers through the white stripes on her belly. Gathering my own cum, my heart pounds as I slowly push it to her tight opening. I feel Delta’s wide eyes on me, but I can’t tear my eyes away from what I’m doing.

It’s insane. Absolutely mad. I know it, but I still don’t stop.

I’m her doctor. I know what medications she’s on and, more importantly in this situation, what medications she’snoton.

“Brooks.” Delta breathes, her hand coming down to wrap around my wrist as I gather more of my cum. I hesitate, just for a second, my eyes flicking up to meet hers where I see the tiniest of nods.

Together, we push my cum covered fingers into her virgin pussy.

Chapter Eight

Delta

“Good morning.” A pair of strong male arms wrap around my waist as Brooks pulls me firmly against him, pressing bristly kisses over my neck and shoulder. I smile, my heart soaring as I turn, standing on my toes to meet his lips. It’s been a full week since my nightmare somehow resulted in my dream come true, and I’m still not used to being able to kiss Brooks whenever I want.

We’d stayed up late last night, making up for lost opportunities to desecrate the hot tub, but he’d had an early morning knee replacement, so I’d woken up alone.

“I missed you this morning.” I pout playfully and Brooks grins, leaning forward to nip at my bottom lip. My heart swells at how happy and carefree he looks, a man in love, not a man wracked with guilt for his feelings.

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