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“Enough, or I’ll have you once more before dinner.”
“Promise?”
“I do,” I say and hold her face with both my hands and press my lips to hers. “How did I get so lucky?”
“I feel the same way.” She wraps her arms around my waist, and I rest my cheek on the top of her head.
When Dr. Sweet retired, I did take over the practice, but I only see patients as a family doctor. Penelope always gets nervous before her yearly physical, so this was a way to help ease her fears. I’m not sure how she’s going to react to anactualexam, but maybe this will at least help her laugh a little.
“Let me finish up with my last two patients, and I’ll take you home,” I offer, and she nods. “I’ll meet you in the lobby in half an hour.”
I kiss her once more, because I just can’t keep my lips off of hers before I step back and go to the door.
“Dr. Maverick?” Penelope asks, and I smile at her.
“That’s Dr. Night now,” I say, and she rolls her eyes.
“Make sure you bring that lube home with you.” She winks, and my cock throbs in agreement.
“Anything for my star patient.”
She blows me a kiss as I exit the room. It’s not quite the end of the day, but I can safely say I’m ready to throw my wife over my shoulder and get the hell out of here. Home is waiting for us.
EPILOGUE
DR. MAVERICK
Six years later…
“Hello,Penny. It’s good to see you. What brings you into the office today?” I ask as I place her file down on the counter and walk around the exam table.
“It’s so strange, Dr. Maverick. Ever since I got pregnant with my third baby, I’ve had this ache that won’t go away.” She tries to hide a smile as I look down at her body and begin to untie her gown.
“Really? That is unexpected. Can you tell me where this ache is?” She’s completely naked under the gown, her pregnant belly rounded and beautiful. She’s due next week, and if this pregnancy is like the other two, she’ll be giving birth by the weekend.
“It’s, um, low.” She blushes as she pulls her knees tightly together.
“Penny, you know I’m your doctor, and you can show me anything. There’s no need to be shy.” I rub over her belly and then to her hips. “Your husband must be so proud of how well you bred.”
She inhales sharply, and her eyes widen.
“I remember telling you that you had hips made for that.” I squeeze them for emphasis as my hands go to her knees. “Pregnancy suits you,” I say, reaching for her nipples. “Has your milk come in yet?”
Her lips press together, and she nods shyly.
“Excellent. We’ll need to express some so that I can make sure your milk ducts are working properly.”
“How will you do that?”
“It’s easiest with my mouth,” I answer, then pinch her nipple until I see the pearl of cream beading up. “What a good girl you are. So responsive.”
Bending down, I suck on her tight peak, and the taste of sugary sweet milk hits my tongue. Then I take a long drink, wanting more now that I’ve got the taste for it. When I look over to the other breast, I see it’s already dripping.
“Darling girl, I’m so sorry your milk must have let down because of my mouth.” I smile at her. “It can’t be helped with such sweet cream.”
Leaning over, I lick up the spilled milk off the other breast and then latch on. I suckle until I’ve gotten a few drinks and then go back to the first.
“I’ll need to empty you so that it doesn’t ache after you leave.”
