Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 62056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
"I just realized I should have cleared it with you first," Temptation says in a rush. "Now that I know what you do in real life, I just want you to know you're free to cancel on me anytime, and I totally won't mind. At all. Or ever."
Ah.
"I would never want to intrude—-"
"I wouldn't let you even if you wanted to."
The words seemed to startle a laugh out of her. "Then I guess I worried for nothing."
"You did."
"I'm glad."
Adam's grip tightened around the steering wheel. His work was the one and only thing women hated about him, and yet Temptation was acting like his work was the hottest thing about him instead.
"You really mean that, don't you?"
"Of course, Doctor."
Her meek tone made him want to smile and fuck her at the same time.
"Does it turn you on? Me being a doctor in real life?"
"Um..."
It was that tone of hers again. The one that told him she was feeling shy and aroused at the same time, and it would've made him smile if not for his own body aching painfully with arousal.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
His gaze swerved towards the GPS device on the dashboard.
Ten minutes.
It would take ten minutes before he saw her again.
Ten minutes before he could touch her once more and hear his Temptation moan as he made her cum.
Ten fucking minutes.
Who knew ten minutes could feel this fucking long?
Fifteen
SFI's app leads me to a paid parking lot just a few blocks away from my college, and I can only shake my head when I see a big, black, badass-looking van rumbling in wait at Slot #15A.
I've tried to imagine what a man like Dr. Somebody would be driving, but never did it cross my mind that he could be driving a private freaking ambulance.
The automated doors slowly slide open, and my breath catches as soon as I see Dr. Somebody. He's in scrubs again, but this time I'm thinking it's his actual scrubs since they're a perfect fit.
Unfortunately.
He offers a hand to help me up, and my heart skips a beat as his fingers tighten around mine.
The door slides close behind me as I join him inside, and I can feel him devouring me with his gaze.
"Hello again, Temptation."
God, I love his accent.
"Hello, Doctor." I don't even have to fake being breathless as I speak, since that's what he does to me without even trying.
"I received additional notes about your case just a couple of minutes ago."
Did he, now?
"Would you like to take a look?"
Oh, shit.
He was actually serious?
What are you up to, SFI?
Dr. Somebody shows me his phone, and I can feel my cheeks heating up when I read what's written.
Oral application of treatment strongly advised.
Green eyes gleam down at me. "I hope this is acceptable?"
Real-life Leah is just dying to say 'hell, no' even if it's merely out of pride, but since Temptation has the luxury of being completely honest in her innocence—-
I blink up at him and cock my head questioningly. "Only if you think it will help me, Doctor."
He says 'absolutely' without the slightest trace of guilt, and that's how I find myself sitting on the edge of a stretcher while Dr. Somebody covers my eyes with a blindfold.
"Can you still see anything?"
"No, Doctor."
"In that case..."
My heart starts to race at the purr in his tone. I just know he's about to say something outrageously hot—-
"I'd like you to get down on your fours on the stretcher."
And thank God, I'm right.
"Can you do that now, Temptation?"
"Y-Yes, Doctor."
I can already feel myself getting wet between the legs as I turn around, but since I don't want to accidentally fall off the stretcher, I'm only able to move slowly and clumsily until I've finally done as he asked.
"Very good."
My body jerks as he reaches for me from behind, and a whimper escapes me as his big, strong hands slowly cover the cheeks of my ass.
"Do you remember the first time we talked on the phone?"
Why is he talking about that all of a sudden?
"You did something that merited punishment..."
He doesn't even give me a chance to react or properly digest his words, with his hand striking down as he slaps my ass.
"Doctor!"
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
My ass hurts like it's never hurt before.
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
While I can't say he's being inordinately cruel or violent, I can't say he's being particularly gentle either, and oh dear God—-
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
I'll probably sound shameless again for admitting this, but I love the way he's spanking my ass.
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
Tears sting my eyes even as my pussy begins to quiver and drip.
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
A cry spills past my lips when I feel him reaching for my panties under my skirt.
SLAP!
I can only writhe as I feel him pushing the moist scrap of cotton all the way down to my ankles.
SLAP!
He spanks my ass again, but it's different this time because it's his bare hand connecting with my equally bare ass.