Addison
"Sweetheart, put these on."
My entire body shuddered as his words ripped through me, every inch of
my skin quivering and yearning for more.
I wished he would touch me.
I knew it was against the law, especially given he was my doctor, but I
can't seem to shake the emotion that's running through my body. I truly
want him to touch me like he did the night before when he grabbed my
hand and drew me into him. I would like him to dominate me, to take what
he wants and keep me whimpering for more, like he did the night before.
I needed the feeling of surrender I'd had when his lips had blazed
against mine - the feeling of what his lips and touch had given me that
I'd never had before.
No matter how ridiculous it was, I wanted him with every fiber of my
being.
"Show me your delicious little pussy by taking down your tights."
My eyes darted to his and my entire body melted as I saw the passionate,
voracious look in his gaze. His words ignited the flame within me,
enveloping me in the blaze. I didn't care if those were not the words of
a physician to a patient.
I was hoping he would keep going.
As he leaned in close, I gulped, our gazes locked, and the heat of his
stare washed over me.
He whispered, "Take those off, sweetie."
"I-"
I couldn't move because I couldn't move. I wasn't shocked and horrified,
afraid, or anything like that. I'm unable to move because I've never
felt so hot in my entire life. I'd never experienced my body being
entirely engulfed in heat like that before.
"Or maybe," he said, his eyes darting across my face and a ravenous grin
emerging on his flawless lips as he came in closer. "Perhaps you
require the help of my expert hands."
As his fingers stroked down my naked tummy, leaving shivers in its wake,
I moaned - fuck, I actually moaned. As his fingers ran over my skin,
down to the lace border of my panties, I gasped, my tummy collapsing. I
gasped again as two of his fingers pushed beneath the edge and gripped
the fabric between them and his thumb.
Slowly, he yanked it off.
My whole body trembled as I allowed this domineering, beautiful,
sexy-as-sin doctor - my doctor - slowly remove my panties away from me
and down my legs until he could see it all.
Doctor Perez hissed directly into my ear, which sent shivers up my
spine.
"Do you get this wet all the time, sweetie?" he murmured in my ear, his
baritone voice booming.
"I-"
It was embarrassing, but it was also getting me wetter, with him yanking
down my pants and to see how slick and moist I was. I was certain he
could see it dripping on my lips, let alone how saturated my underwear
was.
"No," I said quietly.
"No?"
With a shake of my head, I expressed my embarrassment with his question.
He hissed, "Interesting." His hand let go of my slacks half way down to
my thighs, leaving them knotted. As he slipped his hand back up my calf,
his fingers ran over my flesh, causing my breath to halt and my hips to
arch in front of him as if they had their own mind.
I really can not stop the gasp from sliding from my lips as his fingers
trailed up the crease between my thigh and my pussy.
"Perfectly typical reaction to stimulation," he said as he turned to
face me.
"You are a very good girl."
For one more second, his fingers played along my thigh before he placed
his hand between my legs.
Holy fuck!
"As his fingers glided past my slippery, wet lips, I gasped aloud, my
breath catching in my throat and my whole body tingling with
excitement." As he dragged one thick finger up and down my pussy, I
gasped, my hips rolling into his hand and making him chuckle.
He hissed, "So eager."
My lips were split by his fingers, causing me to whimper. He didn't have
any gloves on. I almost allowed my mind stay there for a second before
rolling my eyes to myself.
That's exactly what made this unethical. Not that the most stunning,
authoritative, toe-curlingly sexy, and mesmerizing man I'd ever met was
caressing my pussy on an exam chair in his doctor's office with my
underwear around my knees.
But at that point, it didn't matter to me whether it was professional or
not. All I knew was that I'd never felt better in my life. All I
understood was there was just something about Simon Perez that made me
turn to jelly and made my body feel sensations it had never experienced
before. There was just something about him that made me want more.
He hissed into my ear, "Nice and wet." My body writhed under his
wonderful touch, and I moaned once more. I'd never felt so good in my
life - never felt as though I was melting into a puddle. I screamed as
one of his fingers slid through my lips and rolled across my clit.
My fingers pressed into the chair's soft armrest, and I turned my head,
my eyes so hot and desperate that they focused straight on his.
"Keep moaning for me, sweetheart," he said softly against my lips, his
fingers tickling my clit. "Please keep this precious little pussy wet
for me."
As our eyes locked, inches apart, I gaped and panted.
"Is this your standard treatment?" "
His lips curved into a greedy grin, his eyes glowed, and he shook his
head slowly.
"Not really even fucking close," says doctor Perez.
His mouth pressed against mine, and I sank into him once more when I
felt those lovely lips. As his tongue pushed past my lips to meet mine, I
groaned hungrily. As I lost myself in him, he groaned, the rumbling of
it quivering through our lips.
As he stroked it in and out, he curled a finger deep inside of me,
making me moan into his mouth. His thumb glided across my clit, sending
shivers down my spine. My nipples squeezed like hard little points
against the taunting fabric of my bra, and my blood rushed hot like fire
throughout my veins as I rocked off the chair under his hand.
As the pleasure and pressure inside of me got hotter and greater, his
fingers rolled harder and more carefully, pressing on my small nub and
flicking over it. His other hand moved over my jaw, possessively cupping
my face as he kissed me like no one had ever kissed me before. That's
not even close. As the white light within grew hotter and brighter, I
groaned louder, rolling against him and clawing at his immaculate white
button up shirt.
Oh, my God.
It was a foregone conclusion. It was going to happen, and it was going
to happen now.
His finger curled in and out of my slippery, soaking wet pussy while his
thumb massaged my clit in circles. My hips thrust harder against his
hand as his growls and my quivering gasps filled the room.
It was happening, and I was ecstatic-
"Doctor Perez?"
The loudspeaker on the exam room wall suprised me, its sound tinny and
loud, destroying the scene totally. I exclaimed, the happiness and
pleasure I'd been experiencing dissipating around me like mist.
Doctor Perez swore vehemently as he backed away from me and sped for the
intercom. He shut off a switch by slamming his hand across it. As he
turned to face me, his shoulders rose and I could hear him snarl.
He snarled and shook his head, "I'm sorry, Addison."
"That's-" I inhaled deeply, panting and aware of the intense heat
coursing through my body.
"That's o-" I said
"No," he grumbled. "It isn't. They know not to bother me when I'm
working with a patient."
I should have been horrified as his eyes slid over me, sitting there
with my panties around my knees and my legs spread out for him.
But I wasn't one of them. He's not one of them. That, I assumed, was the
other element of this man's unfathomable, magnetic pull. Of course, it
was all about the physical - how my body needed him and how I desired
him to do whatever he wanted to me. But there was much more to than
that. There was a part of me that felt so genuine around him - so
relaxed and effortless.
When there was a harsh pounding at the door, when he began to advance
towards me. Simon cursed and dashed for the door.
"I'm dealing with a patient!"
The woman cleared her throat and said, "Doctor. I apologize, but there
is an emergency in neonatal that requires your quick attention."
He nodded as he returned his gaze to me, closing his eyes and taking a
breath.
"Tell them I'll be down in a minute."
As he rushed towards me, he opened his eyes, and I gasped. He was
kissing me all over again before I knew it. As he rumbled into my mouth,
I groaned into his lips, allowing his hands to glide around me and draw
me into him. As he kissed me harder and fiercer than I'd ever been
kissed before, my hands ran up his muscled arms, grabbing to his broad
shoulders.
"That- I mean, I've never..." I took a step back, my gaze riveted on his
as I bit my lower lip. I murmured, "That was extremely wonderful."
"That was only the beginning, princess," he said softly as he kissed me
tenderly. "I'm sorry to have to leave you."
"I see what you're saying."
His gaze was fixed on me.
"When are you next on the schedule?"
"I'm not-"
He muttered, "Tomorrow. You'll be here tomorrow. Because I'm aiming to
finish what I started tomorrow."