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“Anyone walking by would see you holding your dress for me. So I can get both my hands on this perfect pussy.” He had talented fingers and was also a mind reader.
He did have both hands on me. Two fingers buried deep doing something magical and ruthlessly talented, the other hand’s thumb on my slick clit and circling it.
“They’d see you coming so pretty. You’re going to come for me, aren’t you? Right about…”
I squirmed and rolled my hips. Gripped my dress and clenched down on his fingers. I’d never felt like this, never knew it was even possible. I was sweating in the cold air, breathed in Theo’s spicy scent, felt safe and protected, even with his words threatening exposure.
I was a first-grade teacher. So many people knew me through the elementary school. It would be so bad if I was discovered like this.
Except I didn’t care because I was going to come.
“...now.”
I did. I clenched and squeezed Theo’s fingers and rode his hand. Whispered whimpers slipped from me. It was the best I could do because white lights danced behind closed eyelids.
I didn’t remember my name let alone this was so, so naughty.
Theo kept talking to me through my pleasure, although I had no idea what he was saying. I couldn’t process anything except how he’d masterfully taken control of my body.
And I liked every minute of it.
Even when he slipped his fingers from me and licked them clean.
11
THEO
“Did Verna tell you about Saturday?”
“Dr. Jeffries,” I said, turning at the question. I just came from one of the exam rooms and a woman with eczema.
The older man cocked his head and gave me a look. “I’ve told you more than once to call me Jeff.”
“I can’t believe your mother named you Jeffrey Jeffries,” I said, tucking the work laptop I’d had with me in the patient visit under my arm.
He laughed. I was coming to learn he was just as upbeat and warm as his wife. It took me less than an hour to know that while he and I were the practicing physicians, Verna ran the place.
I learned he was sixty; Verna told me all about his surprise birthday party last November. He had hair as white as his big smile, both a sharp contrast to his dark skin.
“Well, it makes nicknames easy,” he replied. He had the laid-back attitude of a Hunter Valley local where rush hour didn’t exist, and no one was a stranger. Nothing seemed to faze him, and he was always smiling, which I found somewhat annoying. How could anyone be that happy all the time?
“What’s Saturday… Jeff?” I asked.
“I told you about it this morning,” Verna called down the hall. She was at the front desk but had all-hearing ears. They were probably honed from wrangling their four now-grown children. No doubt she had an eye in the back of her head, too. “You just hadn’t had your coffee yet.”
“Probably true.” Not probably, definitely. I hadn’t slept very well after tucking Mallory into her car after I made her come all over my hand. Why? Because I had a hard-on that wouldn’t quit. I jerked off not once, but twice in the shower and my dick still wouldn’t go down. I thought of that bold, reckless woman. She’d actually wanted me to get her off in the parking lot. I should’ve expected it, knowing her personality, but after I learned she didn’t have any sexual experience, I figured she’d want a bed to kick things off.
But no.
Fuck, she’d felt amazing beneath my hands. Now I knew how she looked when she came. How she sounded when she tried to stifle her pleasure. It was almost a shame she had to keep quiet. I didn’t think she’d be a quiet lover. Hell, she wasn’t a quiet person.
“Didn’t help,” Verna called again. This was my fourth day on the job, and she seemed to know my moods. Although to her, there only seemed to be one.
Her husband fought a smile but didn’t win. “You are surly.”
Surly? Try horny.
Okay, so I had two moods.
