Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 131455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 657(@200wpm)___ 526(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 657(@200wpm)___ 526(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
“What are you doing?” She stares at me with mixed surprise and horror as I press her back, lowering her against the table.
“Shh.” I hold a finger to my lips while placing her feet in the stirrups with the other hand. With her ass at the table's edge and her legs spread open on either side, I have a full view of her pretty pink pussy. “I'm going to need you to be real quiet for me, little bird. Can you do that? We don't want the doctor to come rushing in, now do we?”
“Callum… what are you doing?” she whispers, trying to sit up before I firmly lower her again.
“Making you relax.” As I speak, I circle her clit with my thumb. “Just lie back, relax, and let me make you feel good.
“Callum, we can't do this.” She arches her back slightly. “Oh god, this is insane.”
“Your cunt is dripping—It doesn't seem like you think it's all that insane.” And the aroma of her arousal draws me closer, making me pull over the doctor's stool to position myself between her thighs. I stare in awe, my mouth watering. I can't wait to feast on her. “I might need to buy something like this for the house,” I muse, pressing a finger into her tight channel. I watch it disappear, pumping it in and out slowly. “A table like this, with stirrups, and a stool I can sit on. It would mean fewer stiff necks for me.”
“So do that… but we should stop this…”
I begin to rub at her g-spot, and she can barely stifle the moan threatening to rip from her throat. “Are you sure about that?” I whisper while my cock twitches and strains against my zipper. What I wouldn't give to sink it deep inside her now. I doubt there's time for that, and besides, she's about to have an exam. The doctor will look the other way on a lot of shit, but I assume even he has his limits. Though, limits and boundaries were made to be broken.
“This is wrong,” she insists, even as she rocks her hips back and forth fucking herself on my finger. “We shouldn't.”
Her protests go silent the second my tongue sweeps over her clit. It doesn't matter if this is right or wrong when I can make everything else go away simply by touching and licking her. I add a second finger that's quickly coated in her sweet nectar, and slowly work her G-spot while my tongue moves in circles over the tip of her clit. If only I could torture her like this for hours, drawing it out, taking her to the brink and pulling back until she weeps for relief.
“My God… oh, my God…''She tosses her head from side to side and grips the edge of the table. She's the picture of abandon—my wanton goddess, always ready to accept the pleasure I want so much to give her.
“Such a dirty girl,” I whisper, chuckling at her strained whimpers. “My dirty girl. It's good to know you have a thing for doing it in public, or is it just that you love being spread wide open, giving me access to lick your tiny clit, and finger-fuck your pussy whenever I please.”
“Lick my clit,” she begs, tilting her hips like she's offering it to me. “Please. Lick it until I come, and don't stop.”
“Are you going to come? Fuck you're such a bad girl. Spray that sweet nectar of yours all over my tongue. I want your juices dripping down my chin,” I growl against her folds and lick her from ass to pussy and back again.
There's a brief knock at the door followed by the squeak of hinges that makes her jump like she's been given a shock. I lift my head and bark, “Walk in here, and I'll fucking kill you right now.” The door closes without the doctor saying a word.
“Callum.” Whatever else she was about to say is swallowed by a moan when I return my attention to her clit, now sucking while pumping my fingers faster until the wet, sloppy sound of her arousal fills the room. Fuck, her pussy is perfection. Her body tightens, and her channel clenches around my fingers, squeezing me so tightly I wish it was my cock she was strangling. She lets out a soft sigh, her body going limp, teeth sunk into her lip to hold back her euphoric cries. My fingers are a dripping mess once I pull them free, and I bring them to my lips, licking them greedily before sucking all the juice she left on them.
“There.” I stand, satisfied to look down at her limp, boneless body. “Now you're nice and relaxed, aren't you?”
“Mmm…” Her eyes open slowly. They twinkle, and I love the post-orgasmic look that fills them. “You're a very bad man threatening the doctor like that.”