The Doctor's Fake Marriage: A Single Dad & Virgin Romance

by Amy Brent

  “You love it.” I rolled my eyes and started to step away, but he caught my arm and pulled me close.

  “I like attention well enough, but I like to give it even more, and I have to say, Harbor, you in those jeans, with those heels, you’re going to get all of my attention.” His mouth was close enough to kiss and being in his arms sent a tingle to my core.

  I wanted to capture his mouth and run my fingers through his hair and grind against him, but I couldn’t let myself go to that place, not even in my mind again.

  The pleasure I’d had dreaming of him would be nothing compared to having him against me, above, and inside me. The throbbing ache between my legs was building, and as I hitched a breath, he smiled.

  “I like the effect I have on you.” The back of his hand brushed against my cheek and then he reached and tucked another strand of hair behind my ear like he had on the drive over.

  His touches always seemed to be intimate, and I wondered if it was just me or if he acted this way with everyone. Maybe this was his game, get them alone for the weekend in a nice big hotel with a joining room and seduce them.

  He stood there with his shirt still unbuttoned and I couldn’t help but think I was right. I could barely peel my eyes away from his chest and that smile—it was a weapon, and its target was the ache at my core.

  “I’ll be ready in another ten minutes if you want to walk down together. I can help you find your area and find out which procedure I’ll be observing.”

  “You will be observing the procedure? Like when I’m getting it inserted?” I hadn’t considered the fact that he’d be around to see it done.

  “Yeah, you did read your paperwork, didn’t you? There will be a group of doctors observing the procedure as well as the Ortho-Nouveau reps.” I had read the important parts like the side effects, and the duration of the procedure, not how many people would be standing around watching it happen. The small pellet was supposed to be inserted in my hip and would be good for a whole year of birth control.

  I suddenly felt a little dizzy realizing all of the eyes that would be on me, and I lost my balance. The next thing I remember was falling into his strong arms and landing against his firm chest. “I’ll take that as a no,” he said walking me to the bed.

  My ass hit the mattress. “I thought it would be done in private and then discussed. I wasn’t aware that the entire thing would be watched by everyone attending.”

  “Well, if it helps, it won’t be everyone. They like to keep us in intimate groups so that we could discuss the procedures. Most likely it will be around twenty doctors and representatives in each group. That was why there were other volunteers. You’ll do just fine.”

  I clutched my stomach. “Will I have to undress? It said to wear pants and not a skirt.” The thought of being in a paper gown in front of an entire room of people was terrifying.

  He gave me a sympathetic smile and rubbed my arm and then brought his hand to the center of my back to soothe me. “That usually means you’ll be able to keep your top on. Don’t be worried. These people see gorgeous women all the time. If it helps I’ll make sure I’m in your group.” My eyes widened at the thought.

  “No, you don’t have to go to the trouble. I’ll be okay. I’m sure they’ll be respectful.” I knew better than to think anyone would be gawking or deliberately making me feel uncomfortable, but I hadn’t realized what I was in store for. “It just took me by surprise. I’ll be fine.”

  “Well, it may work out I’m there.” He tried to be reassuring, but the thought of being laid out naked or in whatever state they had in store for me, for everyone to see with his eyes amongst the others burning down on me didn’t make me feel any better. He had a way of looking at me that made me feel exposed enough as it was, even fully dressed and being in the vulnerable position wasn’t going to be any easier. I got to my feet and straightened out my clothes as I walked to the mirror across the room. I soon saw his reflection standing behind me across the room.

  I gathered my hair up and gave it a twist, putting it in my usual bun and taking special care that it looked slick and perfect. Once I had it how I wanted it, he crossed the room, and his hand trailed up my back and then in one swift motion my hair fell. He’d taken the clip free of it and undid what I’d worked to make just right.

  “I beg your pardon? I happen to like my hair up.” His nerve was enough to put me on edge, and I didn’t know what to make of his back and forth. One minute he was trying to put me at ease and the next he was the one putting me on edge.

  He chuckled. “You look better with it down, besides, you’ll soon find I’m a man that gets what he wants, Harbor. Things will be a lot more fun when you figure that out.” He flashed me a wink, and I snatched the clip from his hand and set about redoing my hair.

  He stepped close and my entire body radiated from his proximity. “I’m going to take you out for a bite when we’re done. You look hungry.”

  My eyes narrowed. “You’re impossible and sorely mistaken if you think you’ll get what you want with me.” He gave a soft chuckle, and I wanted to throw the clip in his face. I couldn’t get my hair to go back how I had it, so I dropped the damned clip on the table and stormed into the bathroom.

  His laughter belted, and then I heard his footsteps returning to his room. “Be ready in five, or I leave without you.”

  Chapter 7: Evan

  It turns out I didn’t have to leave without her. She’d come along but was still giving me the cold shoulder. That was okay with me. The fun would be in warming her up.

  We arrived at the convention center in plenty of time, and after we had signed in, I took her back to the volunteer area. Now I just had one thing to do, and that was to find out which session I’d be attending.

  It turns out the woman at the counter had her own handful of esteem issues, and all it took was a bit of flirting to get her to swap my scheduled time with someone who hadn’t checked in yet. It helped that I had asked for her number and promised to give her a call. I would consider it too, but not until I’d had my way with Harbor.

  I stepped around to the side where I could hear Harbor on the other side of the curtain answering questions about her medical history.

  “I just need you to sign your name on this form—oh wait,” the voice said. “You left the sexual activity questions blank. We need to know that in case there’s any chance you’re pregnant. We’d need to perform a test to make sure you’re not in any danger.”

  Harbor cleared her throat. “I’m a virgin, so there’s no chance.” My cock stood tall, and it liked what she was saying. A virgin? This made everything a hell of a lot more interesting and much clearer.

  No wonder she’d been so uncomfortable and had lashed out at my advances. A small part of me felt like a letch, but I had no idea what I’d been dealing with. Now that I did, things were going to be done with a much different mindset.

  Thankfully the session started on time, and I didn’t have to do any waiting around for these people to get their act together. We gathered into the room, and to my surprise, there was only fifteen in my group of observers. The chairs made a horseshoe around the examination table, and there was a privacy curtain against the back wall where I assumed Harbor would be waiting to come out.

  The representative came out and gave us the breakdown of the drug and the device he’d be inserting. My interest piqued when I learned it would take effect in four hours which meant that by the time I got Harbor back to our rooms, she’d be primed and ready for a nice heavy come after I stole her cherry. I pictured her writhing beneath me and my stiff cock pouring inside her slick channel. I couldn’t help guessing she had a nice tight little slit that would milk me so good when she came.

  While that image was still running through my mind, they brought Harbor out. She had on a pair of hot pink bikini panties and a sponsored t-shirt with the Ortho-Nouveau logo across her tits. It was a smart move on the company’s part; who wouldn’t notice their logo on that canvas?

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p; Her hair spilled across her shoulders, and she stood wearing the flip flops they had provided. She looked more like she was ready for a day at the beach instead of a medical procedure and that was another selling point. They wanted to sell their product as casual and carefree.

  Harbor was nervous but kept a smile on her face, and I had wondered if she’d been coached into that as well. She looked terrified beneath the plastered grin, but to her credit, she still looked amazing.

  The toothy emcee for our area stepped up to the podium like he was announcing a fucking fashion show. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is our lovely volunteer, Harbor Moore with us today. She’s going to lay back and show us how easy this procedure is. As you were told, the device will simply be inserted under the skin and only takes a total of eight minutes for the procedure which takes effect in just four hours.” Another assistant led her to the table and helped her up.

  She turned around and sat, and her eyes widened when they met mine. I gave her a little wave and licked my lips. I knew it put her on edge, and sure enough, she shot daggers at me.

  “Today, performing our procedure is Dr. Sam Kasanaw. Please feel free to come closer so we can all see how remarkable this product is.”

  I walked over and stood right beside the doctor so Harbor could see I had a nice view. Her cheeks reddened, and she closed her eyes only to open them again when the doctor pulled up her shirt over her flat tummy and tucked it just beneath her boobs. Then he tugged down the corner of the bikini dangerously close to revealing her pussy, and more than enough to show she was completely bare. The area they were prepping was a lot lower than I expected and it was more in the lower pelvic region, though still close to her hip.

  The doctor rested his arm around her, pressing to find the spot he wanted to insert it. I heard his words and understood just what I’d need to do to perform it. I was confident enough I let my mind wander a bit to Harbor and how she was laid out there before all of us doctors, some who were paying much more attention to her tits than where the doctor was instructing.

  Finally, his arm slid down, and his coat dragged against her panties, tugging them down just a bit more, enough to see her bare clef. I caught a few grins from the men around me as the assistant quickly pulled it back in place, and surprisingly Harbor didn’t jump or react. She laid there like a pro and got through it. Meanwhile, I had wanted to rip out their eyes, but couldn’t quite understand why I’d had that reaction. It wasn’t like she was mine. Yet, a voice said deep in my mind.

  Somehow the thought of them gawking at her irritated me more than it should. She might not be mine, but she’s came with me, and she’d damned sure be leaving with me. I had a new-found interest in her for sure. She was not only sexy, and a virgin, but pliable, moldable like a soft clay and I could make into anything I wanted.

  The device was inserted with little pain and only a slight wince from Harbor who smiled once it was over and then she sat up, red-faced and gave a little smile for the men who seemed to have plenty of questions for the instructor.

  The whole thing was easy enough that there wasn’t a need for questions, so I jotted down some notes and then watched as they took Harbor behind the curtain.

  I walked around to the other side and waited for her, hoping that after that she’d still have an appetite. I hoped she’d been too distracted with being distracted to notice her panties had come down for all to see and I had to admit I couldn’t get the image out of my mind or how the other doctors had all noticed. My cock hardened thinking that she’d been so close to all those men. Something in me wanted to bend her over behind that curtain and fuck her hard enough to mark her like I had some crazy need to make her mine.

  The area slowly cleared out, and I found her behind the curtain still putting herself back into her clothes, the assistant still there making sure that her clothes weren’t going to rub too badly against the fresh insertion site, which they had covered with a bandage that she could remove in a couple of hours.

  Her cheeks reddened when she met my eyes, but she waited for the assistant to leave before she said anything. “I was fine until I gave everyone a show.” Her tone said she didn’t even want to hear it, but I wanted to reassure her.

  “It wasn’t that bad. There was only enough shown to give away the fact that you shave your little ripe peach.” I grinned as she rolled her eyes and straightened her Ortho-Nouveau shirt.

  “Great, I get to hear about it from you. Could you be more vulgar please?”

  “Sure I could, but I’m not sure you’ll like it. It’s an acquired taste.” Her reaction told me it was too much and sure enough tears sprang to her eyes. I stepped closer and put my arm around her. “How do you feel?”

  “Fine. I just want to get out of here.” She covered her face and took a deep breath. “I don’t know what I was thinking with these skinny jeans.”

  “Come on. I’m going to get you out of here. I’ll drop you by the room, and you can put on a pretty dress for me.” I gave her a wink, but she looked down to her feet. I pulled her up to meet my eyes. “Hey, how about I let you pick where we eat. Anything you want.”

  She nodded and let out a long breath as we walked out into the main area.

  Suddenly there was a nudge at my back, and I turned to see that the woman I’d had arrange my schedule so I could be in Harbor’s group was standing behind me with a big hopeful smile on her face. I stopped, but Harbor continued a few steps.

  “Hey, I was wondering if you’d like to go grab a bite of lunch. I’m finally finished with my registration duties, and I don’t have to be back until tomorrow.” She glanced at Harbor who had stopped and was waiting for me to catch up, and her lip curled up as if Harbor had some nerve.

  Harbor wasn’t having it. She turned and headed toward the main exit. I turned back to the woman wishing I could remember her name without glancing at the card she’d given me, but she was already shaking her head at me. “I’ve got to give my niece a ride home. I promised my brother I’d look after her.” I wasn’t about to knock myself out of a piece, and she seemed to buy it.

  “Yeah, have fun with your niece.” She rolled her eyes and skulked away.

  I caught up with Harbor who was waiting outside. “Look, Dr. Black, if you want to entertain someone else I’m good with that. I could just go back to the hotel room and watch TV or read a book.” She pushed her glasses up on her nose and glanced down at the ground.

  I lifted her chin so that our eyes met. “You’re the only woman I want to spend my time with. Now, stop calling me Dr. Black. The name’s Evan.”

  Without another word, she followed me out to the car. I’d make sure she followed my lead for the rest of the night.

  Chapter 8: Harbor

  I wasn’t going to stick around and watch Evan flirt with another woman after all the flirting with me. But I was glad he hadn’t opted to leave me in the room all alone. I didn’t think I could stand him banging some lady in his room while I had to listen to it. I could get that kind of treatment at home.

  Instead, he drove us back to our hotel, and he took me upstairs, staying close to my side the entire time. Once we got to the room, he ordered us something from room service, and we sat making small talk as we waited for it to arrive. While we ate, he announced that he’d be going out to play a round of golf while I opted to stay in, but he promised he’d take me to a nice late dinner.

  I had a nap and when I woke I could hear the shower coming from his side of the room. I went over and pushed the door to see that he’d left it open. I thought about him in the shower, and my body warmed, especially between my legs where an ache was building like never before. I’d come before thinking about him, and now I was feeling another urge even stronger to have him. I considered going to the bathroom, opening his door and walking right into that shower with him, but I wasn’t brave enough for that. I crawled back in my bed, but I was much too hot to get back beneath the covers.

  I listened for the shower, making sure I could still hear it, and
I slipped my hand into my panties and brushed my fingers against my tight bud. It was already swollen and tender as if I’d been giving it attention, but I didn’t think I’d done so in my sleep. I checked the Ortho-Nouveau site, and things were still looking good, so I let my legs fall open wide and slipped my finger into my channel. It didn’t take much, and it was soaked, dripping like never before. My nipples were also as hard as diamonds, and when I touched them a sharp pinch of painful need shot straight to my core so fast I cried out before I knew what was happening. I worked myself through my first orgasm minutes later, and I had gotten so lost in the moment that I hadn’t noticed if the shower was still running.

  Suddenly, while I was working the shallows of myself so I could rub against my sensitive clit, the door opened in front of me.

  Evan walked in, a devilish grin spreading his lips as he realized what I was up to and it took all I had in me to stop my ministrations and sit up. My tank top was still nudged up allowing my breast to show and my face was red with the heat of my embarrassment.

  “Need a little help?” He walked to the foot of my bed, and I straightened my clothes, my sleep shorts were still pushed to the side, but I crossed my legs, feeling the aching desire still building at my core.

  “I was just waking up and about to shower.”

  “That’s not what I saw.” He came across the bed, closing the distance between us, his hands resting on my knees. “Why don’t you be a good girl and show me what you were doing.”

  The urge to touch myself was so great that I could hardly keep myself still. I rolled my hips just to let my core tighten, and my chest was heaving as I panted. “I don’t know what you—

  “Don’t lie to me, you dirty girl. I know just what you were doing, and I want you to keep doing it.” His voice was but a whisper against my cheek, and I met his eyes with a wide stare. I couldn’t do what he was asking. It was too embarrassing. But my body was saying something else entirely. It wanted the orgasm that I could still feel building.