by Amy Brent
“I’ve seen plenty.” She lifted her chin as it daring me to challenge her confidence.
“Have you? You have a thing for older men?”
“See, there you go again with your dirty mind.” She rolled her eyes. “I bet your bedside manner is a sight to see.”
“I’ve never had any complaints. And none from my patients either.” I reached over and tugged down her hem, and she pushed my hand away.
“You’re not getting to me if that’s what you’re trying to do. I mean, you’re a good-looking man, and all and I can see why you’d normally get away such things, but I’m not one of your little cheap toys you can use for the weekend. I’ve come for one reason, and that’s to get my tuition paid.” She met me with a challenging glare.
“When I come, it’s usually for pleasure, but maybe that’s your problem. When was the last time you did?” Her face went blank and pale as her eyes widened. “If you want to accuse me of being dirty minded, I figure I should at least play the part, especially since you don’t seem to have a sense of humor.”
“I might laugh if you’d say something funny, but your idea of humor is dismal and might I add, quite predictable.”
“Oh? All that shock on your face says otherwise, Harbor.” I have a feeling I’ve already gotten under that skin of yours.” Her face flashed another look of guilt as if she had a secret she wouldn’t dare admit.
“You think every woman wants you, I bet. With your looks, you probably think you can have any woman you want too.” She lifted a shoulder and looked at the road ahead.
“That’s the second time you’ve said I’m attractive. Careful or you’re going to make me blush.”
“Please, like you don’t know it. Congratulations, your reputation for the hospital’s most arrogant doctor is still well intact.”
I switched lanes and put my foot down, causing her to push back against the seat. “Now you’re just being mean.” I chuckled. If she thought all that scolding was going to turn me off, she was mistaken. I knew my reputation, and call me arrogant, but I didn’t care what anyone thought.
“Like you don’t know how handsome you are.” She shook her head and reached down to her bag in the floorboard.
“Of course I do. But you can keep reminding me since you’re an expert on beauty.” Her gorgeous eyes widened, and her face was red with blush behind her big glasses.
She tucked her chin and straightened her hair. “Not all of us are so fortunate.” Her comment was so short that I realized I’d hit a nerve and hurt her feelings.
My shoulders slumped, and I reached across to touch her cheek. “Hey, I was only kidding around and when I said that about your beauty, it was sincere. You’re a gorgeous young lady. I’m just trying to get you to loosen up and have some fun.”
She huffed. “You think I’m gorgeous? Yeah, right, even I know I’m awkward. What I’m not is easy.”
“Well, I happen to trust my opinions, and I feel I should warn you as well; I love a challenge.” That seemed to relax her for some reason, and I couldn’t help but wonder why. Maybe she wanted to be pursued and hoped playing hard to get would win me over. “And as for this damned skirt,” I reached down and rubbed my hand across her knee and up, pushing her skirt until I could see at least two more inches of thigh. “You may as well give up. It’s not going to cooperate.”
She looked down at my hand and squirmed in her seat, but she didn’t push it away, so I left it in place all the way to the hotel room where I had much more in mind for the two of us.
By the time we parked our conversation had changed tones, and she seemed much more at ease.
“This place is amazing.” She craned her neck and looked around taking in the view. I’d chosen this hotel for its luxury suites, and I hoped she liked her room just as much.
“I’m glad you like it.” I pulled to a stop, and after turning my baby over to the valet, I walked around to join her. She kept her fingers laced, and I could have sworn I spotted her wringing them.
I met her eyes, and she released a long breath like just being inside the place made her nervous. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, it’s just so amazing I’m a bit overwhelmed. I had no idea the university would spring for this nice a place.” She looked at the high ceilings and as we were led to the elevator. “Are our rooms close?” Her question caused the attendant to glance at her and grin which caused her to give me a curious shrug as we exited the elevator and walked down the hall.
“I’ve arranged for us to be neighbors. I hope you don’t mind.” The door to her room opened, and she sounded an audible gasp and missed half of what I’d said.
“It’s gorgeous.” I quickly sent the attendant away while she was busy opening doors and cabinets. She spun around. “There’s a whole other room in here.” She disappeared into my room, and I followed her in flipping on the lights.
“This is my room. As I was saying, I took the liberty of assuring we were neighbors. What better way to keep my eye on you?”
She turned one knee in against the other and gave me a sideward glare. “Joining rooms? It’s not like I’m going to trip over the expensive rug and bruise a chin. I don’t need a babysitter.”
I stepped closer, keeping myself between her and her room. “Is it such a bad thing that I want you close?” Her chest rose and fell a bit more rapidly, but she didn’t change her expression.
“I should really get a move on. I’ve got to have the procedure today. I should get out of this damned skirt.” She walked around me and headed for the door.
“Harbor?” She stopped on the other side of her door and turned to peek as she pulled it to. “Let me know if you need any help with that.”
Though she tucked her chin, I still caught a glimpse at her smile turning up the corners of her lips.
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I have one day to marry this woman. Period.
Do I love her? No.
When my boss catches me f*cking my intern, I either marry her or lose my job.
Easy choice. Do what any single dad would do.
I’m a doctor, who loves giving it HARD and going in DEEP.
When I chaperone Harbor to a weekend workshop, I take my responsibilities very seriously.
When she complains about an ache between her legs,
I examine her and give her a cure of my own.
Harbor is sassy and sexy with an a$$ any man would die for.
She makes me want to teach her things you don't learn in any medical school.
I’m a single dad with responsibilities.
But then, I also have needs.
What kind of a boss would deliberately set you up with a nerdy intern?
God, how I want to come over those big glasses.
Wait a second. Did I say Fake Marriage?
Maybe it’s time to reconsider that.
And maybe it’s time for Harbor and I to make a real baby...
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Hot Deleted Kinky Scene: The Doctor’s Fake Marriage
Harbor
Evan and I had only been married for forty-eight hours when I told my friend Courtney and her boyfriend Scott about my marriage. She’d been upset, to say the least, especially since I would be moving out and leaving her hanging on rent, but Evan had jumped in and offered to pay for the next five months.
On the way home I shifted in my seat uncomfortably, and he took notice.
“Are you still upset about your friends?” He reached over and patted my leg which made my issue only worse.
“No, it’s not that. I’m aching again.”
“Your little hole is getting raw, isn’t it? I’ll have to take care of that when we get back and get you settled into your new room.” As horny as I was, I didn’t think I could take much more, but I wasn’t sure how to tell him no.
He rubbed my leg, and t
hen we exchanged a glance as I bit my lip. “Relax, baby girl. I’ll make sure it’s good. It’s always going to be about your pleasure too. You have to trust me.” He was big on the whole trust thing and I supposed since I barely knew him it was not a mystery why it was so hard to do so. I wanted to trust him though, and so far he’d given me every bit of the pleasure he’d promised.
We got back to his place, and though I enjoyed playing with Blythe for a while, he was watching me like a hawk. He pulled me aside after we tucked her into bed and told me to wait for him in my room. He wanted me naked. I nodded and stalked away, not sure what I was getting into but eager to find out.
I lay on my bed in the dark letting my mind clear and the ache between my legs grow more intense. I wanted to touch myself, but I was already so tender that I wanted to save as much as I could for him.
My door opened, and his shadow filled the doorway. He walked in and flicked on the lamp beside my bed. The soft light spilled across my naked flesh exposing my hardened nipples.
“You look beautiful. How do you feel?”
“Tender and horny. I lowered my eyes, but he leaned over and kissed my breast. I moaned out at his touch, and he smiled as his hand pressed against my mound. “Spread your legs so I can examine you.” I did as I was told and he rubbed his fingers between my folds and spread my silky lips. “You’re very red. Have you been touching it for me?”
“No, I’ve been trying to rest when I can.” I’d only lost my virginity a few days ago, and since we’d had rough sex at least twice per day and if you counted him soothing my needs with his fingers and mouth, it was no wonder I was tender.
He took down his pants and then lifted his shirt over his head. I would never get used to how handsome he was, with that light dusting of hair across his body in all the right places, and his smoky gray eyes seeming much darker behind his thick lashes. “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.” He planted a soft kiss, barely breathing against it and as much as I needed a rest, I wanted him on it. “Roll over.” My eyes flashed as I remembered his promise for our honeymoon.
I rolled over to my tummy, and he straddled my legs, keeping them apart. Then he spread my cheeks. I hadn’t noticed him bringing anything with him, but he had something in his hand, and he rested it against my back. “Don’t move. I don’t want that fall.” I held very still careful not to squirm and curious about what he had.
His hands parted my cheeks, and then his ass came up off of me. I dared not move, and sure enough, his mouth pressed against me, right over my little star. His tongue pushed hard against it and I clenched my cheeks. “Don’t move.” The order had me stiffen, but my cheeks were still clenched.
“You need to relax, and it will make it much easier. You want this, don’t you?” His question was formed in the sincerest tone, and I shook my head.
“Yes, I want it.” I wanted it so bad that I didn’t know what to do with myself and sitting still was sweet torture.
“Then be a good girl and be still.” His hand was back on my ass, two fingers teasing my hole, but never entering. “By the time I get done with you, you’ll be begging for it.” I was close to begging now. The walls of my channel were already quivering.
He lowered his mouth to me again, and I tried my best not to flinch, not even when his finger dipped into my tight hole. He worked it nice and slow, starting off with just a tiny bit and then pressing to his second knuckle. I whimpered not wanting to be still and tilted my ass a bit upward when he inserted a second finger.
“You know what I’m doing, don’t you?” His hand worked me in and out and then spread apart, widening my little hole.
“Torturing me?” I giggled, and he joined me.
“No, but I’m glad it does. Your little pussy is going to be soaked when I’m ready for it.” I was surprised he was going to fuck me there, but also relieved. I wanted it so badly that I was about to say so. “I’m preparing you for my cock. I want in this tight little hole of yours.”
The thought was terrifying in one way, but I knew the pleasure was going to be even more intense than the pain. “What’s on my back?”
“Funny you should ask. I think you’re ready for it.” I stiffened, clenching my ass at his words, but he laughed. “No, relax, you don’t want me to force it.”
“What is it?” I wiggled, and I felt the thing rolling around in a circle.
“It’s a plug. I want to train your hole for me. Be still.” He slapped me on the ass, and I giggled.
“Please, may I see it? I want to know what you’re putting inside of me.” He let out a long breath and then pushed his fingers as deep as they’d go. My little channel was soaked even though he hadn’t touched it yet.
“You’re going to have to trust me, baby. But I will say, it’s not the biggest one I have.” It was big enough for me to feel it and if it was to train me for his cock, I could only assume it was pretty thick.
His tongue pressed against my little hole, and then he sat up. “I’m going to see how much work we’ll have to do.” He pushed his cock against me and I winced as his head popped inside. He thrust his hips, fucking it a little until I cried out and bit the pillow beneath me.
“Yeah, it’s too tight, baby girl. I’m going to fix that for you.” He pulled out and then pushed his finger in my mouth. “Get it nice and wet for me.” I did as I was told, trusting he knew best and then he pushed the finger back inside me stroking me so good I moaned.
“Close your eyes and open your mouth.” He pushed his plug into my lips. “Make sure it’s ready for you and that you’re ready for it.”
The thing was narrow at one end, but got as thick as his cock at the other before it narrowed again for what I could only assume was a handle.
He let me nurse at it a minute then he pulled it out. I made sure it was nice and wet, but he ordered me to spit into his hand. He massaged my tight hole, and then I winced as he pushed it inside. It felt so much bigger in my other end, and my channel was soaked and ready for him. I needed something more.
He kissed my mouth. “Take a deep breath and tell me how that feels.” I clenched my cheeks a few times on the toy until I got used to it. “Breathe, baby.” I took a few deep breaths, and it was already starting to feel better.
“I need more.” I panted afraid that he wouldn’t give it to me.
“You be a good girl and wait here.”
I reached down and touched myself as he walked out the door, and the pleasure was intensified greatly by the plug.
He returned and caught what I was doing. “Naughty girl, and here I got the lube to make it easier on you.” He chuckled and crawled up on the bed beside me and slapped my ass. I reached out and touched his cock, which was standing proud between his legs begging for my mouth.
I stroked it and leaned over to close my mouth around it. He let me, rubbing my bare ass where he’d spanked it. “I’m only giving you a taste, and then I’m going to fuck you. You’ll love it with the plug inside.” I moaned my response around his cock, but even I didn’t understand it.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” He thrust his hips, and his cock hit the back of my throat causing my tummy to spasm. I pulled away coughing, and he reached over and wiggled the plus in my ass by its ring-shaped handle.
“Come here, baby.” He eased me around to the edge of the bed and pulled me till my feet hung over the bed. “Stand there and lean over like a good girl.” I could feel the trickle of my wetness below, and he raked his cock through it and then pushed it inside my sore little hole. The lube was so slippery, and it helped with the pain, his cock gliding in and out as his hips pounded hard against my ass, and the ring. With each movement, it sent a lick of heat through me, and it didn’t take a moment for me to come.
“That’s my good girl. See how intense it is? I’m going to take it even harder if you want me to. But you’ll have to ask.”
“Please take me harder.”
“Mhm. That’s what I thought you’d say.” He leaned down, and his breath
was hot in my ear. “I’m going to take you hard in that ass. You’re ready for me, aren’t you?”
I nodded as the words tumbled forth. “Yes, please.”
“That’s my girl.” The plug slipped out, and before I could get used to it not being there, he pushed his thick head against me and before I knew it, he was filling me up. He pumped his cock and then reached around pushing his fingers into my channel. “I’m going to fill it up and make it feel real good.” And as the last word fell from his lips and died in the air, his cock twitched and pulsed as he came, pouring inside my tight little ass.
“You’re such a good girl.” His hand found my hair, and he brushed it back and then pulled my head back so he could kiss me. Suddenly he was gone, and I found myself empty.
I rolled over, and he pulled me close. “I need more.”
Evan
My new, hot little wife was a nympho thanks to Ortho-Nouveau. The drug had done a number on her sex drive, and I wasn’t complaining. I’d already worn out her tight little pussy, and now I’d taken her ass too, and she was still begging for more.
I collapsed beside her certain she’d be the death of me, and that was okay. I’d gladly die buried deep inside her if I could do it a thousand times over.