Date Doctor (The Date Doctor Book 1)

by Stori Summers

  There we go. I just pull out my instructional teacher voice and this becomes a teaching situation, not a hired prostitute situation.

  Ranger lowered his chin in a single nod.

  “You look so much like her,” he said in that quiet almost inaudible voice of his. He picked me up off my feet, leaving my dress in a pool on the floor, and carried me toward the bedroom. His head dipped and I felt his hot tongue against the aching bud of my nipple.

  I held my breath, watching his mouth tug and suck on me as he continued walking. It was erotic, so much so that I found myself arching against his mouth, encouraging him to keep going.

  This is so wrong. This shouldn’t feel so good. Fuck!

  He lowered me onto the bed, increasing the force of suction with his mouth. It was such a tight pull I cried out in both heat and objection. “Softer,” I said when the cry didn’t communicate what I needed.

  Immediately he lessened the pressure and licked away the pinch with his hot tongue. “I want you to show me how wet you are for me, Raven,” he said, heat filling the high points of his cheeks.

  I kicked off my heels and concentrated on the heated, admiring look he was giving me to encourage me to continue. I started to slide off my panties but must have been going too slow. Ranger pulled them down my legs and off my feet. His movements were getting rough again, nearly panicked even.

  “Slow.” I reminded him even as he opened my legs.

  This is so much different than doing it with the lights off.

  I squirmed under his heavy gaze but he held me in place. He spread my legs wider until I was in a split and felt the ache in my muscles that objected since I hadn’t stretched first. “Am I usually this flexible?” I managed to ask as he began to lower his face toward my center.

  He paused. “No.” The pressure he had on the insides of my knees lessened measurably. His hand slid up my inner thigh as he began to explore the slick petals of my pussy.

  “You have me all exposed, talk to me, Ranger. Make me feel safe.” I reminded him feeling the quiet far too much as I struggled not to moan or whimper from his touch.

  “You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice husky and sexual. “I dreamt of you responding to me this way. I want to make you crave me, Raven.” His thumb brushed over my clit repetitively. It was too much, too sensitive.

  I reached down and guided his thumb to circle my clitoris. “Mmm.” I sounded when he continued just like I’d shown him. The answering growl of need that came from him was the only warning I got before he licked me from the rear to the entrance of my womb.

  Gasping, I raised up onto my elbows trying to slide back away from his mouth that was shocking me too much to stay in control. My efforts to pull away were answered by Ranger lifting up my ass off the bed by his hold on the underside of my thighs just above my knees.

  Our eyes locked as he sank his tongue into my center, with a look of ownership in his dark brown eyes. Telling me not to pull away again.

  My gasp became a scream of ecstasy as he thrust his tongue inside me. Sinking further each time, his nose and the whiskers on his face rubbed my clit and the walls of my pussy, setting the entire erogenous zone of my core aflame.

  He moaned against me, sucking and tonguing me so ravenously and unapologetically I had no way of slowing down the fast-climbing orgasm that was racing toward release. It’d been far too long since I’d been touched like he was touching me, or wanted like he seemed to desire me.

  I was going to come even though I was fighting it. “Ranger.” I cried out trying again to free myself from his grasp, trying to warn him.

  The feral look in his gaze told me he knew, and he wanted me to––no the look he was giving me demanded that I come for him. His face pushed so hard against me I found my upper back and the palms of my hands flat against the headboard. He was driving his tongue so deep.

  I came.

  The rush of sensations exploding inside me all at once like grenades full of blissful delirium. I had no control over how loud I screamed for him, or the way my body rolled, moving my pussy against his face and mouth.

  Bryan was my first and only. He’d never made me lose my mind like what I’d just experienced.

  Gasping for air, I tried to catch my breath. I probably owed him some kind of explanation for grinding on his face like that, didn’t I?

  Ranger lowered me so fast that my ass clapped loudly against the tight skin of his thighs. The barrel of his cock was pressed up against me, parting the lips of my pussy. I could feel how hard he was, like a titanium pipe wrapped with velvet smooth skin.

  He groaned as his shaft rubbed my labia. It was a sound of pleasure and restraint. His eyes were nearly feral as though he was just barely keeping himself contained.

  “Ranger, you did very well,” I said fighting the ache and desire to feel him plow his massive erection into me. “That was amazing.” My voice quivered as I watched his eyes close. His hips began to move and his cock slid against me increasing the ache that was already making my thighs tremble.

  “… it would be so easy.” I heard him say like he was vocalizing the tail end of whatever thought began in his head. The helmet of his rod prodded against my entrance, once, then twice before he froze.

  Am I supposed to give him permission? Is he waiting for me to tell him what to do?

  “Ranger?”

  He slid his knees out from under my ass, placing his feet on the floor. He stood at the end of the bed, as his hand lightly stroked his hard member. “You weren’t supposed to be this tempting.”

  “Neither were you.” A smile tugged at my lips. I guess because I hadn’t had anyone say anything like that to me before. Well, I suppose I had but not while I was naked. Or maybe it was because I could see how much he was struggling not to come for me. Whatever the reason, he made me feel like I was some kind of love goddess or undeniable sex force like Cleopatra or something.

  He backed away a few steps, and I watched in disbelief as he began to pull on his briefs.

  “What are you doing?” I asked sitting up and wrapping the blanket around my nude body. “Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?”

  “No,” Ranger said, his jaw a bit tight again. He had his slacks in his hand but dropped them, then he pressed his palm against his swollen thickness and gritted his teeth.

  I sat up. Taking the blanket with me, I walked over to Ranger, my curiosity burning for answers. “Ranger, I know it’s not my business but why not hire a … lady of the night? What you’re paying for and what you’re getting is––”

  “Did I say you could go?”

  He sounded angry but I knew it was his sexual frustration doing all the talking. “No.”

  “That’s because I’m not finished with you yet.” Ranger peeled away the blanket from my body, breathing deeply, calming himself as he did.

  I reached for his hard length that was straining against the fine cotton of his briefs. My fingers barely grazed him before he caught my hand with his. Ranger’s groan made my body vibrate with a thrill of stirring up his frustration further. “You need to release, Ranger. That’s why you’re so aggressive and scaring Raven away.”

  “I’m not here to cheat on Raven.”

  My confusion must have been clear on my face. Ranger’s cheeks were turning a deep shade of red. His chest heaved as he pushed his flexed palm over his red hair.

  “It doesn’t matter if you understand. I just need to learn how to win her back, dammit.”

  “You’re not making sense, Ranger. Did you cheat on her? It’s clearly not money problems that drove the two of you apart.”

  Ranger turned me around so that my back was facing him and pushed me forward until my hands landed on the bed. His hands were firm, holding me at my waist. The front of his thighs pressed up against the back of my legs.

  “I don’t need you judging me. I need you to do what you’re told.” His words sounded desperate and full of pain.

  Making him more upset wasn’t my intention. I rea
lly wanted to help him, not just because he was helping me but because if I helped him then what I was doing wasn’t so dirty. At least, that’s what I was telling myself.

  I didn’t say anything. Instead I waited, allowing him to decide what kind of night it would be. It was what I agreed to do after all.

  “She believed that I was dead. She says I’m different since I came back––a stranger.” His hands tightened on my waist. “I survived thinking of her. Only of her.”

  “Surviving changes all of us,” I said feeling that I could considering the situation that I was in. “Have you had sex since you got back?”

  He didn’t answer for so long, I thought he wasn’t going to answer at all. His hard-on was free of his briefs and rubbed against the cleft of my ass. I pushed back automatically before I caught myself. Then when I did, I still didn’t stop.

  “Not to completion. I want her too much.”

  I rubbed my ass against him again. “Tonight, I’m Raven. Later when you go to Raven you will be gentle and patient.”

  Not sure what I thought he would do, but when he lifted me by my hips taking my feet off the floor, I yelped in surprise and cried out again when his pelvis slammed against my backside. His hard shaft stroked vigorously across the valley between my cheeks.

  I’d never witnessed so much need or desire in another person before. I couldn’t believe that the first man I’d ever met to have that kind of passion for a woman was the man standing behind me with his throbbing cock rubbing against me.

  “I can’t …” The strain in his voice a testament at how hard he was fighting himself. So torn about what the right thing to do would be.

  “Ranger. You don’t want to hurt Raven. You have to release, Ranger. Do you want me to give you a massage? I could––”

  His hand fisted in my hair pulling my head back. “Don’t talk, you don’t sound like her.” His hand slid over my ass between my legs guiding his fully extended erection between my labia. Ranger released my hair to grip my shoulder as his hips began to pump forward.

  The round of his cock thrust past my entrance, his hand on my shoulder squeezing and pulling as he delved deeper. I felt the weight of his heavy balls as they slapped against my pussy. He was hammering into me like it was his one and only chance to reach completion.

  I cried out as he filled me, stretching me, devouring me all at once. Ranger wrapped an arm tightly around my waist, lifting me off the bed and pounding into me in fast, deep strokes. He was breathing faster but the man wasn’t slowing down.

  Raven, you bitch. I would kill to have a man this crazy about me, fuck!

  “You’re gonna take all of me, Raven. Every,” he thrust hard into me, “last,” he pushed deeper, “inch.” He growled as he slid his hand back to my shoulder to bury his shaft entirely.

  I was on the cusp of coming. The instant his hot seed began to spray into me I was shoved into a mindless body quivering in sheer ecstasy orgasm. Strong didn’t describe the power of the waves of bliss crashing through me.

  Struggling to catch my breath, I realized that we’d crashed forward onto the bed at some point and that the heavy mass of completely relaxed man was the reason I couldn’t draw in a full breath. With a moan I tapped him. Slowly he began to roll us both onto our sides.

  Already his hand on my arm was softer, and the kiss he pressed to the back of my neck was the perfect mix of hot and passionate. “Raven would want me to make sure I got this ravenous hunger of mine under control before I returned to her,” he said, his hand at my waist slipping down to tease my sensitive petals. “I’m not finished learning from you yet, date doctor.”

  Chapter Seven

  I woke up alone in the gigantic bed.

  Once I remembered where I was, thanks to the soreness between my legs, I struggled up to a sitting position. “Ranger?” My voice was hoarse from all the screaming I’d done the night before.

  There was no sound in answer but I saw the briefcase, my briefcase, with a note on top sitting on the table.

  “Some hooker I turned out to be. Fell asleep on the job and everything.” Walking gingerly to the table I opened the note.

  Raven,

  You have saved more than my marriage. I am nothing without my true Raven, and thanks to you I will be able to win her back. Thank you for being the woman to give back my life to me.

  I’ll never forget you, or last night.

  Ranger

  I bit my lower lip and blinked back the moisture from my eyes. Then laughed at myself for being emotional. Swallowing back that ache in my throat which made no sense, I opened the briefcase. There was eight grand inside, along with my jewelry.

  “Holy motherlode. I must be one hell of a hooker.”

  With a laugh that was a little hysterical, I closed up the briefcase and took it with me to the bathroom. I showered using steaming hot water to wash away the soreness.

  After my scavenger hunt through the suite to find my clothes, I got dressed, put on all my jewelry since I was sure Crawford and Danny would be waiting for me when I returned to my apartment. I could give them the briefcase and still go and see what I could get for my jewelry.

  I took the elevator down to the lobby. It was still early but I had to give the loan sharks credit, they were ready and waiting for me the moment I exited the elevator.

  “Where the fuck have you been?” Crawford snarled into my ear as his hand gripped my upper arm.

  “Take it easy, guys. I was raising money for you.” I tried to free my arm from Crawford’s grasp, but he didn’t let me go until he’d taken the briefcase from me.

  Danny laughed, ignoring the looks they were getting from the staff at the hotel as we exited the lobby and stepped out into the courtyard. “You think a couple hundred dollars is gonna cut it after the night we had looking for your skinny ass?”

  “Well now,” Crawford said with a jubilant if not gleeful laugh. “Lookie what a huge head of lettuce you plucked for us last night. Turns out you’re a caring wifey after all aren’t you, sweet peach?”

  “How much?” Danny asked releasing my arm to try to peek inside the briefcase.

  I put some distance between myself, Crawford and Danny but they were still close enough to catch me if I ran. “So now you have more than ten percent that’s more than––”

  “It’s a great start. You keep putting that sweet ass to work for us, cupcake, and we’ll be able to meet under the kind of circumstances that will keep this pretty smile on my face.” Crawford held up his hand to Danny. “We’ll see you again soon.”

  “That’s eight grand. Doesn’t that buy me a month?”

  Danny laughed. “That’s a week, princess, and we’ll be keeping an eye on you.”

  Chapter Eight

  I should have been depressed, or mad, maybe hysterical? I still had forty-two thousand dollars to come up with and discovered that as I’d feared, all my jewelry from Bryan was worthless. Only, instead of feeling like I’d just taken another blow to the gut, I felt empowered.

  After that crazy night with Ranger, seeing what was possible and having sex for the first time in ages, I felt the emotional ties Bryan still had on me breaking away. Life sure had a funny way of teaching me lessons.

  Laughing at myself as I typed in private investigator into the search bar on the laptop I was borrowing from Ms. Taggard the German language teacher.

  “You’re in a good mood,” Scott said seating himself across from me in the teacher’s lounge. “I don’t think I’ve seen you smiling like that since you walked in on Assistant Headmaster Sharon Palms with that summer intern.”

  I looked around the room to make sure he wasn’t overheard but discovered that as usual the other teachers were seated as far away from me as possible. Why? Well, Sharon Palms hated my guts, that was why. She’d been looking for any reason to fire me for quite some time. Most didn’t want to get caught in her radar, and I couldn’t blame them.

  “You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone about that.” I reminded him
as I struck the enter key.

  “I haven’t.” He smiled at me. “Your secret is safe with me.”

  I scrolled down looking for a name that was familiar.

  Scott leaned over looking at the screen. “What do you need a PI for?”

  “Yeah, just invite yourself into my business.” I laughed and noticed he was giving me that measuring smile of his.

  “You seem lighter. Happier. What happened last night? Did you go out for drinks without me?”

  I felt my cheeks heating up as I thought of how I’d been ravaged, explored, and thoroughly pleasured by a stranger. Nope. There was no way to explain my night without sounding like a very loose woman, which I wasn’t despite my little escapade.

  “It was a productive night, yes. Yours?”

  “Same old, really. Does your sidestep mean you’re not going to tell me why you need a PI?” Scott asked me. His fingers grazed the back of my hand to draw my attention but damn his touch sent excited shivers through me.

  That is so inappropriate, Savannah.

  “I need one to find Bryan so he can pay his own debts.”

  Scott’s dark brows raised at me. “So you did need money. Savvy, I would’ve been happy to help. Why didn’t you tell me before when I asked you?”

  “I won’t need money if I can find Bryan. Do you know if any of these guys are any good?”

  “Jill’s uncle is a PI. Maybe I could get him to give you a discount.”

  “You think he would?” I grasped his hand before I caught myself. When he looked down at our hands, I gave his hand a nervous pat and rushed on. “That would really be great if you could ask him.”

  “Okay, I’ll talk to him.” Scott gave me one of his sexy, slow smoldering smiles.

  You are delicious aren’t you, Mr. Scott Vance?

  With a sigh, I stood up. I was already in enough trouble without borrowing more. “Thanks, Scott. I better get to class. I think the assistant headmaster is going to sit in on my class again. She’s really determined to get rid of me.”

  “I think she just wants to have something on you so she won’t feel so vulnerable to you.”