The Doctor’s Fake Marriage

 

Chapter 1: Evan

 

I liked Tana on her knees, and she loved giving me what I wanted—we were the perfect combination of kink, which was why I kept her around. Not that I had any other special attachment, no, she was nothing to me but a means to an end, and that end game was nothing more than a nut.

Once I had it, I would be on my way, and with any luck, the hospital where I was on call would call and spare me from her trying to drag out a long goodbye.

I’d fired her over three months ago, but she’d always managed to talk me into one of these little hookups, usually by dropping to her knees. She’d called me up earlier in the day to see if I could write a letter of recommendation, and once I signed my name, she’d thanked me the best way she knew how.

She’d gone down, pumping my cock between her long slender fingers and palm and looking up at me like she’d won the lottery. She deserved the recommendation letter, and no thank you had been required. She’d been a wonderful nanny to my daughter, Blythe, but once my little girl had turned four six months earlier, I felt it was time to stop fucking the help and make things at home be more stable. I didn’t need Blythe being confused, and she had even asked me once if Tana was her mother. Far from her, and thank heavens for that.

Since my wife had passed away just after Blythe was born, leaving me to raise her alone, I’d tried to keep my daughter’s life free from drama, so when Tana got too attached and things were getting a bit out of hand in the discretion department, I had to let her go. There were no hard feelings, but there weren’t any other feelings as well. I couldn’t love someone like Tana, who was not only too clingy but jealous too. With all of that said, though I could sure appreciate her many talents.

She continued sucking, flicking her tongue along my shaft. Every time she wanted to rise up, I’d put her back down to her knees and tell her how good it was. A little praise would go a long way with her, but I could feel the frustration building in her tense jaw. She wasn’t happy about the situation because she wanted more, and I knew her well enough to know she wouldn’t stop.

I took pity and pulled her off of me, then tugged her arms upward to encourage her to stand. Then without a word, I turned her around and pushed her face down across my desk as I hiked up her skirt. She’d always been a good girl to provide easy access at home, and I’d caught her bent over and ready to go more times than not.

I found she’d worn the thinnest lace she could find, so I tugged them down and left them around her knees. No need to step out of them, and she knew better too. That would only create more work and waste my time.

I centered myself to the opening of her slick channel and rubbed my cock through her wetness. She was so wet and ready for me like always, moaning and purring, so I wasted no more time being gentle. I slid my cock home into her wet core and parted her walls in one quick, hard thrust. She winced as the thickness of my cock spread her to her limits, spearing itself to her depths. I’d liked her for that tight little hole, and even though I’d used it many times, it had always snapped back ready for more.

She was a resilient young woman of twenty-five years old, and at thirteen years younger than me, she wasn’t what I saw myself with. The truth was, I didn’t see myself with anyone full time. The only way I’d marry ever again was if someone put a gun to my head and even then, I’d have to think long and hard about it. I considered the possibility and pounded her harder.

She moved her ass and pushed herself back against my cock like a hungry whore. “You want that, you dirty fucking girl?” I whispered in her ear, and she moaned out.

“Yes, fill me up, please. I need it inside of me.”

I worked her over, through her first release and then a second that built off the waves which pulsed through her. She had always liked for me to finish inside her, but with her clingy nature, I wasn’t about to do it. I worked my cock deep, taking her to her depths, and then suddenly my release came, I jerked from her so fast, and her head spun around to see what I was doing, just in time to get an earful of my seed. Luckily her hair caught most of it.

She gave a disgusted look in my direction. “You’re really done with me, aren’t you?” That was the final straw I suppose. She knew if I was done soiling her then there’d be nothing left. The only problem is, there wasn’t anything between us to begin with, not really and certainly because I used to fuck her all the time.

I stuck out my jaw and looked down my nose at her. “I’m taking precautions to protect my interests. You’re no longer one of them.”

She gasped, and her mouth hung open. “I don’t know. You seemed pretty interested.” She waited until I took a spare handkerchief from my drawer and wiped up her back then she stood and pulled up her panties. As I tucked in my shirt and straightened my cuffs, she walked to the door giving me a pouty look.

“What man wouldn’t be interested in someone throwing themselves at him, it doesn’t mean I want you for more than this.”

As she got offended and gathered the rest of her things, my phone rang. The hospital I worked for was always busy, and I cursed under my breath as I saw the name on my phone’s screen.

Nora Strong. Dammit.

I watched as Tana left without saying goodbye. Oh well, next? She had made damned sure not to leave her precious letter.

“Hello?” I braced myself for what bullshit was coming. The woman was always busting my balls and had been ever since she hired me on, and I’d rejected her advances.

“Hello, Dr. Black, it’s Nora Strong. I’d like for you to come in as soon as possible to pick up the papers for your trip. I’ll be overseeing all the arrangements.” Her tone of voice indicated that she thought she was superior.

Great. “Every year I had to go to an offsite meeting to discuss the latest in medical procedures and techniques and sit through demonstrations and lectures. Sometimes there was hands-on learning. As one of the only doctors at the hospital without my own private practice, I usually got stuck learning.

This year, the special feature was a new birth control device, Ortho-nouveau and since they had to send someone to represent the hospital’s doctors, I had no choice.

“There’s another thing I wanted to talk to you about. It seems that one of the case studies, a Ms. Harbor Moore, she’s an intern at the hospital, has signed up to be involved in the program. Since she’s also representing the hospital and we’re compensating her tuition for her participation, I’d like it if you could keep your eye on her.”

I raked my fingers through my hair. “You want me to babysit?” I was quite certain there was more to it than that, but it was totally not necessary. Nora was trying to get a rise from me. She wanted me to protest.

I could almost hear the smile in her voice. “Well, I thought it would be nice to provide an escort, seeing this young woman is one of our best interns and who better than you? Besides, you’re already going. All of her information is in the folder I’ll give you. You might want to meet with her through the week and let her know what time you’re leaving Thursday and what she’ll need to prepare for.”

I put my pen away now that Tana had gone and closed the desk drawer a little too hard. “Yeah, I got it. I’ll come by and see you today.”

“My office will have all the papers. I’m out of town at the moment, but I’ve left everything with my secretary. Please make sure you go by and sign the paperwork, so you’ll be compensated as well.” She was all business, and I should have known she’d not be around to see me. She’d probably set that up herself.

“Thanks.” What else could I say? I couldn’t piss her off or there went my job. I needed it too badly now that I was taking care of Blythe full time on my own. I wanted to provide her with the very best, and she’d never want for anything.

The phone went dead, and I tossed the used handkerchief into the trash before calling the intern, Harbor. She didn’t answer, and I wondered if she was at work. I left a message for her to call me and sure enough, after the usual shift change at the hospital, she called. I made arrangements to meet in person. If I was going to be traveling with someone, I wanted to at least make sure if it would be worth my while.

She sounded sexy enough on the phone, her soft voice singing sweet music that went straight to my cock. I hoped she wasn’t like a lot of the other brainy types who seemed to only care about their grades and not where to buy a hairbrush, but it didn’t much matter what she was like, she was going along for the ride, and I’d have to keep my dick in my pants.

I had a feeling it was the only reason Nora had asked me to bring her. It was probably a test to see if I’d hit on this girl and then Nora would have every reason to can me. I couldn’t afford to lose my job, which was why I had to agree to this in the first place.

She hated me enough to try and get me to leave. No, Nora probably found someone who is a knockout, hoping I would do it so that she’d get the honor. Bring it on, Nora.

Chapter 2: Harbor

 

My foot tapped almost involuntarily as I waited outside of the administrator’s office at the hospital where I interned. I was supposed to be meeting Dr. Black a half hour ago, but the man was late. I wondered if he’d gotten called into surgery and hoped that there hadn’t been some type of awful emergency that would keep him from showing up. I didn’t have a number to reach him, but I also didn’t have anything else better to do.

I slumped on the lobby sofa and thought I might as well relax and get comfortable. If I fell asleep, I’d have accomplished something in the time I was wasting. I could have been home at my apartment being ignored by my roommate and her boyfriend or been staring at paint waiting for it to dry, but no, instead I got to wait on the most arrogant and impossibly handsome doctors at the hospital.

I wondered if I’d see him at the event and just how often we’d be around one another. Ms. Strong had said she would organize my trip, so I could only imagine that she’d also made preparations for transportation and lodging.

I was more than surprised to see a message from Dr. Black on my phone, but then again I was volunteering for the Ortho-Nouveau study, and he might be the one who was going to assist with the procedure. I could only imagine that our little meeting he was late for was nothing more than a pre-op visit to let me know what the procedure would entail. It wasn’t an operation, but more like an insertion under the skin from what I’d been told, but I couldn’t think of any other reason he would need to see me.

I’d heard many different things about his reputation, some good, some bad, some too crazy to be true, but the number of people who had his name in their mouths and on their minds, weren’t thinking about him for no reason. Rumor had it he was a real player, a bad boy doctor whose life was uprooted when his wife died, leaving him to care for his daughter all alone. Add to that his crazy level of sexy from his dark hair and gorgeous gray eyes, down to his rippling abs and perfect ass—he was a god.

He was a fantasy that I’d not dared let myself have too often because it wasn’t like he’d ever notice me. I wasn’t like most young ladies my age. Most would call me a nerd, and that’s okay. I could pull off geek chic better than most, though today I was a bit more geek than chic, and possibly downright nerdy. I’d barely looked at myself in the mirror this morning, but figured I was acceptable. I’d at least combed my hair and put it up, even though I hadn’t taken the time to put on any makeup.

I didn’t have time for such luxuries. I was too focused on my studies to let my mind stray too far to other hobbies and extra-curricular activities, including men, which was why at twenty years old I was still a virgin. Well, that and because I’d gone through a particularly painful and awkward period in my teens. I’d finally left the baby fat and braces behind, but I couldn’t shake the glasses. They were a part of me.

I was about to doze off and start drooling when he arrived wearing slacks that were perfectly pressed. He straightened his cuffs as he stopped in front of me. “Ms. Moore I presume? I’m Dr. Evan Black. I’ll be your escort for the weekend.” He put out his hand and took me in from head to toe.

I felt my face warm as I took his hand and he continued to study me, his brow lifting as he saw my ratty jeans and a loose-fitting t-shirt. I forced my voice to be heard, “Hello.” I’d seen him around, knew him, and even had spoken to him, but I hadn’t ever been formally introduced.

“Wait, did you say my escort?” The words suddenly sank in.

“Yes, Dr. Strong thought it would be nice for you to have a proper escort, especially considering you’ll be participating in the trial. I’ll be driving us down, so you’ll need to give me your address so I can pick you up.” The thought of him seeing where I lived embarrassed me. I shared a small apartment with my roommate close to the hospital, but it left a lot to be desired.

“I can meet you here. I live just up the road.”

“Nonsense, it’s no trouble. Be sure to pack a few nice dresses. We’ll be having dinner after the event each day, and you’ll want to look your best.” He glanced down at my shoes as panic went through me. I didn’t have but one nice dress and that was because I’d gone to a wedding six months ago. I didn’t have a lot of money to get a bunch of new clothes, but I might be able to borrow something from Courtney, my roommate.

“Okay.” Before I could reach inside my bulky bag for a pen, he placed a hand on my wrist. My body heated and I felt a tingle between my legs as the thought of his moving to other places.

“Text it to me.” His lips twitched in the corners, and for a moment I wondered if he knew the effect he had on me.

“How much money should I bring?” I wanted to make sure I had my costs covered, or I’d have to talk to Dr. Strong about a possible reimbursement. I hadn’t planned on eating at fancy places or spending that kind of money. If I had that kind of money, I wouldn’t be doing the trial in the first place.

I was a bit nervous about it. Being that I wasn’t sexually active made it a bit silly, but at least if I ever decided to have sex, I’d be covered.

“Oh, it will be my treat, of course. But you can bring whatever you want.”

“Thank you, but that’s not necessary.” He was still glaring at me like I needed a bath and even more than that like he wanted to bathe me. I tilted my head, and a loose strand of hair escaped my clip and fell against my cheek.

He brushed it away, his hand grazing my glasses. “It’s totally necessary. I’m a bit particular. I like things my way.” His mouth turned up in the corners again as I adjusted my glasses.

“I was under the impression that Dr. Strong had made all of my arrangements. She was supposed to get my hotel room booked.”

He waves his hand dismissively. “Yes, but I’ve already taken care of that as well. She wanted to make sure you were in good hands, so she sent the best.” He gave a sly smile, and I couldn’t argue. As far as surgeons come, he did have a great pair of hands, but something about the thought of them sent me to blushing again.

He stood too close, his cologne filling my nose and his warmth radiating. I wondered how many of others at the hospital he’d flirted with, but then I caught myself. He wasn’t flirting with me. He was being polite.

“Don’t worry about a thing; we’ll make the most of it.” The way he said that made me wonder what if he’d found himself stuck in this situation with me and no hope to get out of it. Maybe he’d pissed off Dr. Strong one too many times or gotten on her bad side.

I’d been surprised when she offered me the opportunity to make the extra money to help compensate some of my tuition. When I’d first come to the medical university, she’d tried to stop me because of my age. I’d finished high school early and begun my college career early. I’d always had the feeling she didn’t like me very much, but she’d been helpful over the last few weeks that I figured she’d changed. I glanced back up to Dr. Black’s smirk and thought maybe she had someone else to be offended by.

“I’m sure it will be fine. Thanks.”

“It will be more than fine.” His voice had lowered an octave, and he stepped even closer. “I bet we’ll have a good time. I’m looking forward to it.” Chills went up the back of my neck as another throb hit me down to my core.

If he thought for one minute that I’d lose my focus over him, he was sorely mistaken. I’d come too far to let him or anyone else step in the way, and if I could refuse a bunch of silly, horny, high school and college boys, I could hold out on him too.

If he thought for a moment that I was like all the other girls he’d seduced, he had another thing coming. Not only was I not easy, but I had no desire to have a sexual relationship with anyone at this point in my life. Not even a one night stand or a weekend for that matter.

I took a step back, and one more look brought me down to reality. He wasn’t interested in me. How could he be? Men—doctors like him, weren’t interested in some silly, slouchy school girl with glasses.

“Well, I just need you to sign some papers for me, and I’ll let you be on your way.” He walked over to the counter where he placed the papers, and then he reached into the pen cup and handed me one.

I scribbled my name and then when I turned, he held out his hand. I took it, and we shook hands. “I guess I’ll see you in a couple of days.” I forced a warm smile, but he still gave me that steamy gray stare like was picturing me naked.

“I can’t wait.” He gave me another look up and down as I turned to leave and I felt his eyes all over me as I walked away.

As much as I was certain I’d never give in to his temptations, I had to admit he was the sexiest man I’d ever laid eyes on and he’d stirred more inside me in our brief encounter than anyone else I’d ever met.

I’d need a hell of a lot of self-control to get me through the weekend.

Chapter 3: Evan

 

A word popped into my head as I watched her walk away. Damn.

I could have followed that up with a few ideas: Damn I hope she’ll dress better on the trip. Damn, she’s young. Damn what a rack. And finally, my personal favorite, damn I want to come all over those big glasses.

She might not have had the sense of fashion most of the young women I had dated did, but there was a true beauty waiting to be claimed underneath all of that awkwardness. I had a few ideas already long before even meeting her. Turns out she’s a very photogenic young woman, and I’d taken the liberty to look up her up through the hospital to see what I was dealing with. I’d had a bad feeling that Nora was trying to set me up, but this girl looked harmless enough.

Once I decided she was bang worthy, I booked a joining suite at the hotel and decided to treat her to dinner. By my calculations, this time Saturday I’d have already nailed her.

I’d expected her to be a bit chubby considering in her picture she had a younger, fuller face, but she’d slimmed out a bit since it was taken. Her soft, round ass wasn’t terribly noticeable in her baggy jeans, but I could tell it had firmed up nice and tight and I couldn’t wait to get my dick in it; that and her perfect, pouty mouth.

She seemed to have a bit of a chip on her shoulder about something, but I was well capable of knocking it off. I’d tamed wilder women than her and some even twice her age, which was closer to my own at thirty-eight.

I loved my women a bit younger, but she’d be the youngest I’d had since it was no longer appropriate. Tana had been a scandal for me at twenty-two. But as things went on, she’d gotten too clingy. I remembered those daggers she’d given me on her way out the other day and laughed. I didn’t worry too much about her. If I wanted her, she’d come to me and then she’d come her head off.

But now my focus was all on Harbor Moore and making her my weekend project. Maybe a good fucking would improve her desire to dress sexier. All she needed was the right frame of mind and someone to show her what a goddess she could be.

That would be my goal.

I finished up the paperwork and left it on the counter for Nora’s assistant who had gone for the day, and then I headed out to go home. I had to get my things packed and make sure my nanny had her instructions and most importantly I needed to spend as much time with Blythe as possible.

We hadn’t had as much time lately because of my workload and the fact that I’d been covering for the other surgeons who had gone on vacations. This trip marked the last of that stretch and when I returned I was going to plan a trip for the two of us. She was getting to the age where she could go do more, and I didn’t have to carry her or bring the nanny along. Taking Tana anywhere had been out of the question in the year past, she was too problematic forgetting she wasn’t at work and making out like we were one big happy family.

When I replaced her, I’d taken all of that into consideration and hired an older woman, one who I wasn’t attracted to in any way. It had been anything but normal with Tana around, and it had even gotten to where I’d brought her to my bed a few nights and let her stay over. Not to mention the many times she’d put Blythe down for a nap and then come into the living room only to blow my cock or end up beneath me.

I couldn’t let that go on. I had to watch what situations I put my daughter in, even though I missed the accessibility of having someone around to relieve my stress. Dating was out of the question too, because no one just wanted to go to dinner, fuck, and be friends. They all wanted a deeply committed relationship, and I needed a bit of variety.

My thirst for variety hadn’t sat well with Tana either, and the few times she’d want me to fuck her only to find out I’d just blown both wads with someone else the hour before, she’d lose her damned mind. I’d had to put her in her place one too many times during those last days, and even though she tried to be the one for me, she just couldn’t.

I couldn’t help but think about Harbor and hoped that she wasn’t so impressionable. I wanted her to crave me, sure, but I didn’t want her to get attached or some crazy idea that just because I fucked her a few times, I was in love.

My love was reserved for Blythe alone.

I pulled my convertible Corvette into my private drive and eased into the garage. If I had a love for anything else in the world, it was that car.

Lucinda greeted me at the door holding Blythe’s hand. She had always been good to do that when I returned, and she’d once told me it was because her mother did that with her and her papa. It was nice to have someone more concerned about my daughter than where and when the next orgasm would take place,

Blythe jogged her little feet and jumped up and down with her arms up. “Daddy!” She had a big smile for me, and I wasted no time scooping her up and into my arms and hugging her tightly.

She was the spitting image of her mother with dark blond hair, but those pale gray eyes were all mine, and they made her look years wiser. “How’s my special girl?” I rubbed my nose against hers and planted a soft kiss next to her mouth. She laid her head on my shoulder for a moment and then rose up to put both of her hands on my face.

“I painted pictures today with my fingers.” She held her hands up and other than a tiny spot of blue next to her nail that Lucinda must have missed, they were perfectly clean.

“Let me guess. You painted it blue?” Her eyes lit up, and she giggled.

“Only the sky, silly.” She turned her head to the side. “What other colors do you think I painted.”

I pretended to think really hard. “Apple?”

She shook her head and giggled louder as Lucinda walked away smiling. “Apple isn’t a color, Daddy. Don’t you know your colors?” She put her hand on her hip being sassy.

“Well, what is it then?” I shrugged my shoulders.

“It’s a fruit that you eat.” She spoke very precisely, as if each word was more important than the next.

“Opposed to a fruit that you don’t eat?”

She sighed. “You eat all fruit, silly.”

“But what about an orange?” I smiled as her eyes narrowed and she frowned as if she had to think about that. “It’s a fruit too, right?”

She nodded her head. “But it’s a color too, Daddy. But an apple isn’t a color.”

I held up a finger. “You’re so smart.” I walked her into the kitchen where Lucinda was pulling cookies out of the oven.

“Lucinda baked cookies while I painted.” She went to the fridge and pulled down her paper causing the magnets holding it to fall to the floor.

Lucinda picked them up and stuck them back in the fridge. “The paint’s still a bit wet,” she warned. The woman was so thoughtful I was glad we had her in our lives, and Blythe was crazy about her.

“Sorry, I’m a bit late. I had to meet with a colleague about a trip I have to take this weekend. I will need you here through Sunday, and I’ll pay you overtime.” The woman’s face lit up like she was happy with the idea, which made it much easier. We’d discussed the crazy schedule when I hired her, and since she lived alone only five minutes away, she was good with my last-minute traveling or call-ins at the hospital. I had also offered to pay her rent to keep her in that location instead of moving her in with us to give Blythe and I more quality time.

Blythe wandered into the other room to see something on TV and Lucinda stepped closer and lowered her voice. “That’s fine, Sir. Do you mind if I take Blythe to a play on Saturday? I was going to ask anyway, but now we could perhaps make a whole day of it?” She had hopeful eyes, and I appreciated her not asking in front of Blythe. If I had to say no, it could make me look like the bad guy, and Lucinda always respected me in that manner and not put me in that position.

“Yes, that would be great, thanks. It’ll be good to know she’s having fun.” I thought a moment about the fun I’d be having.

“Oh, thank you. She’s going to be excited when I ask her. She’s seen it on TV all week, and I would like to see it myself. It looks fun.” She walked to the other room to see Blythe and then the two returned happy.

“I’m going to see the big rabbits dance, Daddy.” She danced in a little circle and pumped her fist. I couldn’t help but laugh, and I know she’d seen me do the same thing when watching sports.

I had no idea what she was talking about. “I know, I’m so excited about it. You’re going to have so much fun!”

She ran to Lucinda, and the two hugged. Lucinda stood upright and walked to where she kept her purse. “I’ll leave you two alone now, if you need anything you know to call, I’ll be here.”

“Thanks so much, Luc. Take care.” And then it was just the two of us. My precious angel and her devil of a daddy.

“What do you want for dinner?”

“Pizza!” she cheered, and then she danced around the kitchen.

We’d had pizza three nights in a row, but there was no way I wasn’t going to give my sweet pea exactly what she wanted. So, I grabbed my phone and made the order as she danced around me.

Even though all the excitement over pizza and finger paintings was the center of my attention, I couldn’t get that hot little intern off my mind.

Chapter 4: Harbor

 

I hated going home some days. It wasn’t often that I had the pleasure of silence with Courtney’s boyfriend, Scott around, but at least today he’d managed to cook dinner and had the decency to ask me if I would like some. And this time he’d actually been talking about food.

I shrugged and said sure as Courtney came out of the bathroom. “Good news, I’m not pregnant.” She showed us the test on her way to the trash and then she went to the sink and washed her hands.

“Awesome, now we can have more sex,” Scott cheered as I rolled my eyes.

He could have more sex, and I’d have to hear it. Not to mention the two of them had offered more times than once to include me, which I’d politely refused. They did it after learning I was still a virgin, but I wasn’t inclined to lose my virginity that way.

Courtney and I were practically strangers who had only become roommates out of necessity. Rent and food were a lot cheaper when split, and since she’d started dating Scott, he’d even pitched in a little because he was always around.

Courtney gave him a dead-eyed stare. “No, now you can be more careful. I’m not ready to be a mother.”

“I told you, you should have volunteered for the procedure. God knows it would do more good to you than it would do to me. I’ll be the only virgin on the list of volunteers.” I had told her about the trial the day I’d signed up, and of course, she’d told Scott all about it. There wasn’t anything he didn’t know about me.

“Yeah, what a waste. You should take us up on our offer, Harbor. I’ll put that baby to use.” Scott’s brows jogged up and down.

“Don’t be crass, Scott and don’t use the word baby, I’m still a bit freaked out. Could you imagine me as a mother?”

“I want to be a mom.” I had always wanted children, and I’d always considered the idea a happy thought. It would be an amazing experience. I thought about the treatment and hoped that it wouldn’t have any ill effects on me. I had read some of the side-effects, and everything seemed common, but Dr. Strong had warned me that it could make my natural hormones go a bit haywire at first. She’d wanted me to know all the risks before I signed on the dotted line.

“You’ve got to get laid first,” said Courtney. I could always count on her to be blunt.

Scott made a noise that let us know he was totally offended and to drive the point home he put his hand on his chest. “Who’s being crass now?”

Courtney wound up the dish towel she’d dried her hand on and popped it in his direction, and as the two danced around the kitchen, I contemplated telling them about Dr. Black. They’d surely have something to say knowing I would be staying with the handsome, single doctor.

Courtney glanced at me over Scott’s shoulder. “So did you find out where you’re staying? Is it a nice hotel?” We’d hoped it would be something decent, but I wasn’t going to complain about a free room on the way to earning money. She pushed Scott one more time and sat with me at the table.

I took a deep breath. I may as well get this over with. “Yeah, about that, I don’t know where I’m staying, but I’m sure it’s nice. Dr. Black is taking care of the arrangements, so I am sure it’s going to be some high-class place. He’s too arrogant for anything less.” I lifted my shoulder as Scott put a plate of his spaghetti special in front of us.

Courtney’s eyes narrowed. “So you’re staying in the same place?”

“He said Dr. Strong wanted him to keep an eye on me.” I twirled the pasta on my fork.

The two exchanged a smirk. “I bet he only booked one room. Maybe he’s hoping to pop your cherry this weekend.” Scott grabbed his plate and sat with us avoiding Courtney’s elbow.

“Well, if he’s hoping, he’s wasting his time.”

Courtney leaned in on one elbow. “Dr. Evan Black? I’ve heard about him. He’s a player. I think he was seeing my friend’s sister. She worked for him or something. He’s gorgeous if it’s the same man. He has to be.”

“It is. You know I’ve told you about him—the dreamy one everyone moons over.” I rolled my eyes. “You know my rule. It has to be the right time, and I doubt it will be with him anyway. He’s not going to notice someone like me.” I pushed my glasses up on my nose as if to prove my point.

Courtney frowned. “Don’t sell yourself short. I’d kill for your looks. You’re a natural beauty, and any man would love to be with you.” She was laying it on as thick as she was when Scott convinced her to ask me to join them. Though it had been flattering in a strange way, it wasn’t my style.

I snapped my fingers. “Oh, that reminds me, do you have any dresses I could borrow? Something I could wear to a fancy dinner?”

She put a finger to her lip and then nodded. “I think I have just the thing. I wore it last vacation when we went to Vegas. And then I have another little silk number you might be into.” She nudged Scott. “So, he’s taking you to dinner?”

“Yeah, we have to eat. He said he’s pretty picky, so I will just be along for the ride.” I didn’t want to make too much out of it.

“Well, I’ll hook you up.” She gave me a wink, and I focused on my plate and making it empty. I hurried to my room hoping to get done in the bathroom and ready for bed before they decided to take it over.

Two hours later I had gotten everything packed, and Courtney had even brought me a few nice dresses to wear, including two different pairs of shoes. I slid into my bed listening to the sounds of their moans and the creaking of the headboard next door. I’d asked her to move her bed to a different wall thinking it would help, but it hadn’t. The rhythmic knock had me stirring as well as my thoughts of Dr. Evan Black.

He had been on my mind all evening, and I wasn’t sure I’d make it through the night without working one off. I tossed and turned another hour after the idea crossed my mind. I wouldn’t stop wondering where I’d be staying and just how much time I’d be spending with him. I was also afraid of the trial and hoped that I hadn’t gotten myself into something dangerous or that would make me sick. I knew the risks were minimal, but one could never be too careful. By the time I’d finally decided to slip my hand down into my panties, I’d decided that Dr. Evan Black was what scared me most.

I rubbed a finger across my aching bud and bit my lip so I wouldn’t moan out loud. Courtney was doing enough moaning for the both of us, and I didn’t need to give those two any further ammunition or worse, the idea that it was time to extend another invitation.

I slipped the other hand up my night shirt and found my tight nipple and pinched it sending waves of pleasure down to my little slit which I stroked nice and slow.

I could imagine Dr. Black naked, his thick erection jutting out from his hips and me taking it into my hands. It seemed strange calling him Evan, and I didn’t think I could call him anything but Dr. Black. How weird would that be? If I couldn’t call him by his first name, then I couldn’t fuck him even if I ever did get the opportunity.

I imagined myself working his cock, pumping it in my fist and then leaning forward to suckle the tip. I could imagine how he’d taste and how much pleasure he’d give me as well. I could see us spread out together, lying in a sixty-nine position and sucking each other. I’d done that once before, and that was my very first taste of a man’s pleasure. Once the guy was finished, he stopped working me and fell asleep. At the time, I hadn’t even minded, my heart had been so full of love and hopes of what was to come. Silly me.

I’d had limited sexual experiences, all being oral and none being satisfying, but I imagined him being much more capable. I wondered what it would be like to have him above me, and I imagined him taking his hard cock and putting it right inside my slit, rubbing it gently against me up and down to spread the juices around and coat his cock. Then he’d slip it inside me, nice and slow, inching it deeper. I wondered if he’d be a gentle lover or a man-handling sex machine who would make me scream and claw my way through my first orgasm. I wasn’t sure which I’d prefer, so I imagined having him both ways.

I even pictured myself straddling his hips, sitting right down on his cock, letting it fill me to my limits, stretching me and breaking me apart to steal my virginity.

I’d always heard it hurt the first time, and I was okay with that. I wanted to feel everything, the entire experience, from that first pinch of pain to the final break of ecstasy. I wanted my toes to curl, my eyes to roll back in my head.

My legs started to tremble, and I picked them up, bending my knees and spreading wider as if he were really there. Part of me wondered if he really would want to be with me, with some ounce of hope lingering, but I shut it down. I wasn’t going to let me get my hopes up for something that wasn’t ever going to happen, not only because he’d never want me, but because I wasn’t going to pursue it.

Something inside told me to go for it. And that defiant voice was just what I needed to push me over the edge. I muffled my moans with my pillow and bit it as the pleasure ripped through me. And in my head, I screamed his name. Evan.

Chapter 5: Evan

 

Once I got lined out on the highway, it was smooth sailing, and we were well on our way. I’d picked Harbor up from her apartment and was surprised to find her wearing a short black skirt and purple silk blouse. Unsteady on her feet, she’d walked around the car and gotten in, and for the last ten minutes she’d been shifting in her seat and tugging at the hem of the skirt.

It was a battle to keep my eyes on the road with her thighs and modest tugging attracting my attention. Her thighs were the silkiest peaches and cream, and I wondered if they tasted as sweet. My cock punched at my zipper as she crossed her legs and tugged the hem down once again.

I placed my hand on hers and gave it a pat. “You’re fine. There’s no need to be so fidgety.” I gave a soft chuckle trying to put her at ease, but as soon as I’d made contact, she’d tensed. I’d have to get her to lighten up if I wanted myself between those thighs.

She pulled her hand away and raked it through her hair causing it to fall out of place. “I’m not fidgety, it’s just this skirt is too short. I don’t know what I was thinking wearing it.” She kept her eyes averted to the window beside her.

“You look stunning in it.” I couldn’t believe she owned something so nice considering what I’d seen her in the other day, but then she clarified.

“I had to borrow it. I really don’t own many skirts or dresses for that matter.” She turned her head to the side and gave a shrug.

“Well, you should. You certainly have the legs for it.”

She lifted her ass and straightened the skirt beneath her, this time angling away from me. I switched lanes and focused on the road for half a second and then reached over and tucked a stray hair from her face to get her attention.

“Do you always touch all over people?” Her face screwed up, and she rolled her eyes away shaking her head.

“I’m comfortable with people. If you want to be in my field, you really should learn to be too.”

“Believe me. I know my way around a body.” She held her hand up and snapped the words at me.

I chuckled. “I’m sure you do, and I’ll keep that in mind.” I flashed a wink as she turned to me and huffed.

“That came out wrong.” She folded her arms across her front and then gave the skirt another quick tug.

“I’m sure it did.” I had a feeling this cold act was what most people got from her when they tried to get too close and considering her age I had my suspicions about how much experience she had, or perhaps didn’t have.

Her head shot around, and I glanced over to see her eyes narrowed. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing, you’re just a little ray of sunshine. I’m sure I’ve got you all wrong.” This time she tugged at her blouse.

“It’s burning up in this car.” She leaned forward to study the controls, but couldn’t find the air.

I reached over and turned it on with one quick movement. “Here, that should do it. I would put the top down, but you might not want your hair a mess.”

“No thanks. I feel quite the mess already.” She tugged at the damned skirt again, and I let out a long breath.

“It’s not going to get any longer, you know. Why do you care if I see a little bit more thigh? Consider it a payment for the free ride.” I knew the words would keep her rattled and I enjoyed the game I was playing.

My grin widened as she gave me another hard glare. “If I had known I was going to be treated like a prostitute I would have stayed home.”

“Or maybe you wouldn’t have dressed like one? Not that I’m complaining.” I laughed out loud at her shocked expression. “Damn, girl do you even loosen up? You’ve got to toughen up a bit.”

“I’m not used to people to being so rude.”

“You’ve clearly not seen many patients or visited the geriatrics ward. Some of those little old men are going to have fun with you.” The nurses had always claimed the little old men were the worst flirts.

“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.

Chapter 6: Harbor

 

Joining rooms? Who did this guy think he was? Sure, I’d given in and let him keep his hand on mine, but I figured I’d give him the brush off after we got to our separate rooms, and besides, I needed the comfort. Today was more than a standard meeting for me. I was about to have my procedure, and the last thing I wanted to do was argue all the way there.

I wasn’t sure how to feel about where I’d be sleeping on this trip. On the one hand, it was super flattering that someone so handsome was going through such troubles to flirt with me. On the other hand, he was being totally inappropriate. There was no way I could let things get out of hand. At least he’d never know what I’d done while thinking about him. His flirting and teasing had made me so damned nervous as it at any moment he would read my mind and know that I’d pleasured myself to him.

I decided not to let it get to me too much and went into the bathroom to freshen up and change. I made sure the door was locked before going in so that I wouldn’t walk out to see him standing in my room bare ass naked. I wasn’t sure the man had any limitations. The thought made me heat up, and I pushed it away. I couldn’t let myself get sidetracked. We had to go to the first day of our event, and I had to get my damned device implanted. I hadn’t wanted to think about it much and kept pushing it to the back of my mind. At least I’d have a nice big bed of my own to come back to if it made me sick. The chances of that were slim, but knowing my luck, it would do a number on me.

I tugged that damned skirt down one last time because as pretty as it was, I was never wearing it again. Courtney and Scott had told me it looked amazing and though I agreed, it hadn’t felt much like me. I should have gone for comfort over style for the drive in. Okay, and maybe I had wanted to look good for Dr. Black.

I jumped in the shower and rinsed off, careful not to wet my hair, and when I was done, I dressed in something more comfortable. The paperwork that gave me my instructions for the procedure had recommended jeans, so I pulled on a pair of comfortable skinnies that showed off my figure. Courtney had helped me with this outfit too, and I liked it much better. She’s insisted I wear them with her favorite heels and then dared me to scuff them.

I pulled them on and then I heard a knock at the joining door. “I’ll be right there.” I crossed the room and opened the door.

He stood there buttoning his shirt but stopped to take me in. “I like the jeans with heels.”

“Do you think it’s too much for where we’re going? I’ve got to have my procedure, so I want to be comfortable.”

His eyes trailed down and then back up, lingering his gaze toward my breasts. “I think it’s fine. There will be people from all over dressed a million different ways, but you,” He stepped closer. “You’ll be the sexiest woman there.”

“I’m going to a clinical environment. Maybe flats are more appropriate.”

“It’s a conference center, not a hospital. You’ll be fine, trust me. You should see some of the administrators and how they dress. You’d think their trying to land their next husbands and don’t think I haven’t been hit on more times that I care to remember.”

“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?

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.

He glanced down and nudged my knees apart. “Your little shorts are soaked with your juices. You’ve been at it a while, haven’t you? Naughty thing, you.” His hand brushed across the front of my shorts, where all of my nerves were wound tight and waiting for their release. I cried out as he rubbed. “That’s right, baby girl. Fuck, you’re so wet. Touch yourself for me. Show me just what you were doing.”

I closed my eyes, and his hand closed over mine. Before I could protest, he’d placed my hand back across my mound, and he helped me press against myself, coaxing my fingers to slip under my shorts.

I finally worked myself, and he sat back and watched a moment before kneeling in front of me and pulling down my shorts and panties. I kept my eyes focused on his as he watched me and licked his lips. “You’ve got something for me, don’t you Harbor?”

Suddenly two of his fingers touched me, going a bit deeper than I ever had.

“There it is right there. You want me to bust that hot little cherry for you, don’t you? That’s why you’re in here being a naughty girl.” I didn’t know what to say. I wanted it. I wanted anything he was willing to give me, willing to give him every part of myself, no matter the cost. “Tell me, Harbor.” He worked his fingers upward toward my clit, brushing my fingers away as his took over. “You want me to take it from you, don’t you?”

My words strangled from my throat. “No.”

“Yes, you do. Tell me, Harbor.”

“No, I mean, I want to give it to you.” His eyes lit as the words were spoken and he closed the distance and captured my mouth in a deep kiss.

I melted against him and held on to his cheek until he pulled away, and then he lowered himself to my center and the next thing I knew, his tongue was working me, darting against my swollen bud in slow flicks. I shuddered and moaned, and he pushed his tongue between my folds as a soaking orgasm rolled over me. He slurped against me as I writhed against him. He flattened his palm against my breast and pushed me back against the bed.

He came up, and his lips looked swollen from their use, his face flushed and his eyes hungry for me. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.” I kissed him again, and then he pulled away and smiled.

“I have an idea.” He kissed me between our words as his fingers tickled against my bud. Then he dove back down and kissed my bare mound. “God, I love this slick little pussy.”

“My friend told me to do it. I’ve never done it before.” I spoke quickly, the words falling from my lips like milk spilling from a pitcher.

“Well, I’ll have to thank her when I meet her.”

“I think she was hoping you’d get to see it.” I winced at the thought of all those eyes on me. “I’ll have to tell her that a whole roomful of men and a few women appreciated it.”

“Yeah, I saw their eyes, they all wanted you.” The thought of how dirty it had been made my core pulse against his fingers, and he smiled. “You like the thought of that, don’t you?” He worked me nice and slow. “Tell me you did, Harbor.”

I wanted to deny it, but part of me had liked it. “I did.”

“That’s a girl. I want you to be honest with me. You can tell me all of your desires.” He rose up on his knees and then lifted my hips to center himself at my entrance. “You’re so soaked, Harbor, I know you’re ready for me, aren’t you?”

I was. I was worked into such a frenzy of need. I couldn’t seem to stop the ache. “Please.”

“Mm, I’ve always liked a beggar. But you don’t have to beg, baby. I’m going to give you just what you want.” He gripped his cock and pushed the head against my lips letting it part them. Then he pushed his way against me until he met something that seemed to resist. I was so full of aching need that I just wanted him deeper. I didn’t care what it would take.

I braced myself as he pulled away and then in one hard thrust, he splintered me apart and sank to my depths. I felt a sharp burning pain as he grunted and moaned, then he captured my mouth and rocked in and out until the pain subsided.

“Fuck, you feel so amazing. Tell me what you were thinking about when you touched yourself.”

The question burned in my cheeks as I answered. “You.”

“Really? That’s so hot, baby.” He lifted my legs up over his shoulder and pushed deeper. “You’re flattering me.” He whispered the words against my lips.

“No, it’s not the first time. I did after our meeting.” I looked his dead in the eyes so he’d know how serious I was. “I thought about what it would be like to be with you.”

“So, how is it?” He ground his cock hard against me, his thick base spreading me even wider.

I was so busy moaning and trying to catch my breath that my answer was strangled. “Amazing.” I closed my eyes and raised my hips to grind against him.

My walls began to spasm, and the feeling was so intense that I couldn’t think about anything else as they gripped his cock and milked him. I wasn’t thinking about anything but the burning heat of pleasure building and the tender spot where my device had been implanted.

It was well after time to take effect, so at least I knew I was covered. I hoped anyway.

I met his eyes, and he fucked me hard with slow, long and deliberate strokes. “I don’t know what I was waiting for,” I gasped.

“I do. You were waiting for me.”

Chapter 9: Evan

 

Harbor was purring like a kitten, and she was damn near insatiable. She had no idea what was happening to her, but I had a feeling that her birth control device had kicked her hormones into overdrive. They’d said it could happen, but I don’t think she understood what a hot little mess it would make her.

I rolled my hips, grinding my cock in deep, but that was just to pop her little cherry. I pulled out and glanced down to see her little slick pussy drenched with her juices that were tinged red from where I’d taken her virginity. She had to be tender by now, but she wanted more. She reached her hands up around my neck and locked her ankles around my hips.

“No, no. I’m going to taste that delicious little snatch of yours.” My cock was coated too, but that would wait. I leaned down and tended to her, lapping in long licks, and darting my tongue into her swollen channel. She moaned like a whore and rocked her hips against my mouth, reaching down to weave her fingers through my hair only to push me harder against her. I worked her through her next orgasm and then I came up pushing back inside her tight little hole.

“Please, please make me come again.”

“Oh definitely, my little dirty girl. Then I’m going to come. Tell Daddy where you want it.” I thrust hard and deep, and every time she winced, it made me hotter. “You want me to come inside you, don’t you?”

Her eyes widened behind her glasses. “No, please. It might be too soon.” She gave me a pleading glance before closing her eyes to the pleasure.

I wasn’t happy that she was going to deny me that reward, and I knew I could take it anyway, but I wouldn’t do that. Instead, I’d teach her a lesson. “So tell me where you want it.”

“Anywhere. Everywhere, please.” Her voice was barely a strangled whisper drowned out by her pleasure.

I chuckled and gave her an evil grin. “Careful what you ask for, sweetheart.” I pulled out of her and took her hand. She whimpered but grabbed my cock with her free one and stroked it as I pulled her up to her feet beside the bed. “Get on your knees for me.” I took her by the back of the neck and pulled her forward as she dropped. She looked up at me with those big, curious and hungry eyes.

“Close your hands behind your back.” She did as she was told and I took her by her hair and pulled her mouth closer. “Open wide for me.” Her lips parted, and I stepped close, rubbing my coated cock head against her lips. “Taste yourself on me.” She darted her tongue out and moaned at the taste as it hit her tongue. “Good girl.”

A dribble of pre-come leaked from the tip, and I placed it right on her tongue. “There’s a taste of me. You like it don’t you.” She nodded and nursed my head, causing my balls to tighten. I pumped it deep inside her throat and bobbed her head, working me over.

She’d done this before, perhaps a few times, but it was still awkward enough to be hot. I thought about how good it would feel to bust my load in her throat, but she was struggling on my head. Every time I’d push too deep she’d gag and cough. I’d pull out and let her get her breath, but then I was back at it.

Seeing her eyes water under those glasses is what finally brought me over the edge, and after the first pulse shot into her throat I jerked it out and pumped my cock, spurting thick ropes of come all over her face and glasses.

I was just dirty enough that I leaned over and kissed her mouth as she sat there blinded my release.

“I wasn’t expecting that.” She giggled and pulled off her glasses and wiped them on her panties she’d found on the floor.

I pulled her to her feet and reached for her soaked center. “Next time, I’m going to come right here.” I pushed my fingers into her pussy, and she winced.

She’d never looked more beautiful to me than she did at that moment, with her face flushed from pleasure, coated from mine. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” I took her hand and went across to my bathroom where the shower was still wet from earlier. I cut on the shower and adjusted the water.

I stepped in and held out my hand for her to join me. “You stick with me, and I can show you lots of things.” She stepped under the spray and washed her face, as I swept her hair back and added some shampoo which I worked to a rich lather.

My fingers worked down her neck and massaged her shoulders. “You’re going to end up spoiling me.” She was still shaking a bit from the exertion.

I slipped my hand down and massaged her slick mound and then as I dipped my hand lower, she winced. “It’s tender, isn’t it?” She nodded. “You’ll be a bit sore, but we’ll work through it.”

“You mean, we can do it again?” She smiled and leaned into me, planting her lips against mine before I could answer.

“We’re going to do it a lot. I don’t want you to feel you have to take care of things all alone while I’m around unless of course, I tell you to. So when you’re feeling horny, you let me know. I’ll take good care of you.”

“I believe you.” She rubbed her knees together and gave me a regretful look. “Is it bad that I’m horny again? I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Her shoulders slumped. “I was so certain I wasn’t going to have sex with you this weekend and now look at me. I’m a wanton slut.”

“You should have known better. I told you I’d get what I wanted and I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you with those big brown eyes of yours.” She moaned against me, and I looked down to see her rubbing herself. “You’re really insatiable, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I didn’t think it would be this way.” She pulled her hand away, but I shook my head.

“No, touch it, baby. Show me what you want me to do to you.” She put her head down and blushed, but I lifted her chin. “Look at me.” She met my eyes. “I know how to make you feel good, so tell me you’ll listen. I don’t want you to feel ashamed. I want you to work through your pleasure any way you need to.”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Evan. Anyone can call me Doctor, but I want to hear my name on your lips. I want to hear it when I’m buried deep inside of you and when you’re coming all over my cock. Say it.”

“Evan.”

I glanced down and saw her hands at her side, and her knees pressing so tight that the ache in her pussy had to have been intense. “Touch your little bud for me.”

Without hesitation like before, she slipped her hands down and worked her fingertips across her little clit. She moaned and rolled her hips as she stared into my eyes. “That’s a good girl. Do just what I tell you.”

She nodded. “I trust you.”

“That’s what I need from you, Sweetheart, for you to trust that I’m going to take care of you.” I placed my hand over hers and held two of her fingers tight in my grasp then I pushed them into her little hole and fucked her with them until she was soaking again, her orgasm pulsing through her. “You’re super wet. It has to be the device getting you so worked up.”

“Is it bad?” She met my eyes with concern.

“No, it’s just more for me to taste. You can never be too wet for me, baby. Never.” I went to my knees and gripped her tight little ass and pulled her to my mouth. I nibbled against her little bud, and she danced on her feet, squealing at the intensity.

“I’m coming.” She stiffened as he pussy trickled with her release.

“Good girl.”

We finished up in the shower, and I dried her off. Her legs were so weak that I scooped her up and carried her to my bed.

“Can I stay in here with you tonight?”

“That’s the plan.” I laid down beside her and stroked her damp hair. After a moment of silence, I could tell that she was lost in her thoughts. “What’s on your mind?”

“I can’t believe all this.” She lifted her shoulder and shrugged down further in the covers.

“Yeah? What’s so hard to believe? You’re an attractive girl, and I’ve got a healthy appetite.” I couldn’t see how she’d kept her virginity this long with her banging body, but I had a feeling the only reason she wasn’t still being difficult was because her hormones were going haywire.

“I’m the one with the healthy appetite.” She giggled and then rolled over and rubbed her pussy against my hip, grinding against it.

I started to wonder if she might wear me out, but then I knew I’d waited a long time for this. My own little nympho sex machine. I could handle that. “Mm. You need more already, don’t you?” I slipped my hand down, and sure enough, she was wet and ready. I rubbed her slick folds and led her through another orgasm, and finally, she settled down beside me and drifted to sleep.

For the first time in a long time I was excited about where things would lead. I’d wanted someone I could mold to my whim who could be there to fulfill my needs and satisfy my cravings. Considering her state of mind, she was perfect for the job. I wondered how many of the others who had participated in the trial had the same reaction.

I didn’t know how long this ride with her insatiable needs would last, but I was going to milk it for everything that it was worth.

Chapter 10: Harbor

 

A day ago if anyone would have told me that I’d be crushing hard on Dr. Evan Black, I would have told them they were crazy. But as I watched him sleep next to me, his strong arms wrapped around my waist, holding me close, that was the only description for how I felt.

Of all the times I’d considered how I would lose my virginity, I never thought it would be with a man nearly twice my age or a sexy doctor like Evan. I’d heard the rumors about him and been sure that he was the type of man I’d loathe instead of like. With him lying beside me, his steady breathing hitting my neck, his strong legs entwined with mine, all I wanted was more.

The ache inside my core was back, and I rolled over to face him, lifting my leg across his hip as I kissed his neck. He stirred beneath me, and his hand found my ass. “Good morning.” His voice was rough from sleep when he spoke.

“Morning.” I placed another kiss against his jawline and then found his mouth. My hand snaked down to his cock where the blood was already beginning to flow.

He rolled over and got his phone off the nightstand and turned it on. “We should be up getting ready. We’ve only got about half an hour to dress and be back down to the event center.”

“Don’t we have time to play first?” I couldn’t imagine us being in too much of a hurry, after all, it wasn’t like we were on the clock.

“Not if you want to eat, which I insist you do after such an active night.”

“I’m only hungry for one thing.” I gripped his cock and gave it a tug as it grew even bigger in my hand.

His mouth turned up at the corners, but his eyes remained hard and unamused. “When we get back, I’m going fuck you, but until then, we’re going to get ready and go grab breakfast on our way to the event center.” He smacked my bottom and pushed me away. My need was painful, and I couldn’t imagine how he didn’t want it too. He got up and went to the bathroom and then came out to dress. “I suggest you get a move on. We’re leaving in ten.” He turned his back to me as he dressed and I couldn’t help but be disappointed.

Even though he’d said he would fuck later, I felt as if his refusal was something personal against me. I realized there was no way I could possibly turn him on the same way he did me. He was an attractive man, and I was nothing but a nerdy intern.

I got out of bed and went to my own room, slamming the door a bit too hard on the way. He left me alone as I dressed and fixed my hair, but then ten minutes later when I walked out, wearing casual jeans and one of the Ortho-Nouveau shirts, he took his keys and wallet from his dresser and opened the door for me.

I walked ahead of him and kept myself a good step out of his reach as we headed to the elevator, but as the door shut he grabbed my arm and pulled me close. I hoped he’d take me right there. I prepared myself for it, but instead, he gave me a scolding glare. “If you’re going to pout, I’ll give you something to pout about.”

“I’m not—

He pressed me against the wall, his hand groping between my legs. I nudged against it, wishing he’d feel my desire and take me back to our room. I went to reach for him, but he shook his head.

“I told you I’d take care of you when we get back to the room. So, you’re going to have to wait. But when I get you all to myself again, I’m going to get inside you, and I’m not stopping until I’ve filled you up.” The idea of him finishing inside me made me nervous despite the device, but I knew that our hospital’s policy required screenings every six months, so it was safe.

My lip pushed out, but he leaned in and kissed me, sucking it into his mouth as the elevator found the lobby. Before the bell dinged and the doors opened, he was stepping away from me. “You’ll stop it with that lip, or you’ll spend the night riding your hand.”

I glanced around to make sure no one else could hear, but there wasn’t anyone within earshot. “Tease,” I mumbled.

He spun around and saw my pouting only to laugh. Then he pulled me close and kissed me. “Be a good girl for me? I promise I’ll make it worth the wait.” He gave me his usual mischievous grin, and I couldn’t help but melt against him.

He kissed my forehead, but then stepped away. “We’ll have to control ourselves in public. All we’d need is for someone to talk and we’d both be in a heap of trouble.”

“But we’re both adults, and it’s not like you’re my professor or anything.”

“Actually, I’m not supposed to be fraternizing with interns because we’re both representing the hospital. Better safe than sorry. You never know who has it out for me or you for that matter.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that suggestion. “No one has it out for me.” The very idea of that was the most ridiculous thing I’d ever heard.

He led me to the car and opened my door before walking around to his. I slid into the seat, and after a moment he was beside me behind the wheel. “We can’t be too careful. Besides, we’ll have plenty of time later to be close.” He gave me a wink that brought a smile to my face.

“Fine.” I let out a long breath as he started the car and backed out of the space.

“Again with that pouting. You’re going to have to learn to trust me.” He put his hand on my knee. “You think I’m being hard on you, but if you’d let that desire build a little bit, it will be all that much more intense later.”

“But I’m already so horny I can’t stand it, and you told me you’d take care of me.” I leaned closer and put my hand on his thigh and rubbed small circles as I inched toward his cock.

“Behave.” A loud laugh belted from his chest, and he slapped my hand away. “I’m going to have to teach you a lesson later.”

I pulled my hand away. “Promise?”

He looked over and smiled. “I do promise. I’m going to edge you so good that when you do come, it’s going to blow your fucking mind.”

“Mm. I can’t wait.” I closed my eyes and clenched my muscles tightening up my core. I was tender from his cock having worked me so thoroughly, but each time I felt the pinch it was a reminder of just what pleasure he was capable of and it made me want him again even more.

“I can’t wait until you walk back into that room today and see all those men who were staring at you yesterday.” My cheeks reddened. I wished he hadn’t reminded me. I hadn’t gotten too good a look at them, but I’m sure I would remember a few.

I gave him a sad look, and my shoulders slumped. “Maybe they won’t remember that.” I giggled.

“Not a chance. I’d remember it. I’m sure some of them even remembered you when they got back to their rooms. I wonder how many of them pleasured themselves to that memory.” He was teasing me, and I could tell by the grin on his face that he was thoroughly enjoying it.

“Well, maybe you’ll see your girlfriend. I’m sure she’s still hoping you’ll take her back to your place for some hot sex.” If he was going to tease I was going to give it right back to him.

“Careful or I will.” His eyes met mine directly and my smile faded. His brows rose as if he was considering how much I’d like that.

“It’s not like we’re a couple, I suppose you could do whatever you want and I could as well. Maybe one of those other doctors would like to take me back to their place. As sexed up as I am I’m sure I could let them teach me a thing or two.”

Suddenly he whipped over to the shoulder and slammed the brakes causing my head to bounce off the headrest. “Are you finished?” His eyes bore into mine. I didn’t say a word as he glared at me. “No one is going to have you but me. Are we clear?” I nodded quickly. It was hard to tell when he was joking or being serious, but then he gripped my hand and put it on his cock, which was diamond hard in his pants. “Would you like me to invite my so-called girlfriend along tonight so you can share or would you rather have this all to yourself?”

“I don’t want to share.” He smiled and narrowed his eyes at me as I shook my head. “I’m sorry.”

“I didn’t think so, greedy girl.” He took out his phone, and after a moment of fiddling with it, he put it down and returned to the road. I wasn’t sure if he’d actually pulled over to put me in my place or to keep from texting and driving, but I knew that he made me feel a little bit of uncertainty.

We continued to the event center, and before we got out of the car, he reached over and placed his hand on my knee. “Remember to let that ache build for me. I want you to think about how good it’s going to be when I’m inside you again. I want you to think about it every time that little slit hurts. Can you do that for me, Harbor?” His hand found my center, and he rubbed slow circles over my jeans making the seam press against my tender bud.

“Yes, Evan,” I whimpered. I wanted us to skip this stupid event and sneak off somewhere, but he pulled his hand away and unlocked the door. “You go on ahead, and I’ll be right behind you. I want a nice look at that hot little ass.”

“Meet you here after?”

“No, I’ll see you inside since we’ll be in our same groupings. You’ll be answering questions about the device and how it’s going so far.”

My heart dropped. Not only did I have to face those men again, but I’d have to talk to them.

Chapter 11: Evan

 

Today’s sessions were boring, and when I finally got around to seeing Harbor, she was being asked another hundred questions about the procedure and how she’d come through the last twenty-four hours. She answered the questions as best she could and luckily no one had asked her anything too embarrassing. I knew teasing her about the men might not have been such a good idea, but she was doing well.

We took a short break after that so the reps from the company could change some of their props and bring in the other panel, which included Harbor, so some of us stood at the refreshment table at the back of the room. I grabbed a bottle of water and watched Harbor who kept meeting my eyes across the room. She smiled and tucked her chin, looking away, and that’s when I heard the assholes from the group, the ones who had smiled when her panties had gotten pulled down, making remarks about her.

One of the younger ones leaned into his friend. “If I wasn’t here with my wife, I’d take that Harbor chick back to my room and test the effectiveness of that implant.”

His friend laughed. “Did you see that shaved snatch? I bet someone already beat you to it.”

“Lucky bastard. I’d like to snack on that for an hour or two. I might ask her for her number anyway.” He put his drink down and crossed the room to where she stood and my back stiffened. I kept my cool and watched as he cornered her as soon as the rep she’s been talking to left.

She seemed a bit shy about it and glanced up at me. I knew my eyes were burning on hers, but then she shook her head and looked away from me toward him, giving him an apologetic look.

“Looks like someone struck out,” said his friend. I hadn’t realized the guy had walked up beside me, but he must have thought I’d been watching to see if the guy would succeed.

I glanced at the doughy guy and gave a short shrug. “He never had a chance.” I watched as the man kept on pressuring her, but she stepped back, hitting a sign behind her and then holding onto it for dear life to keep it from falling. The guy just stood there and didn’t even help. What an asshole. Her eyes darted to mine, and then she smiled and shook her head again. I wanted to drag him by his fucking neck away from her, but I had to control myself.

I crossed the room and put myself closer to the situation, but he gave up and wandered away with his tail tucked between his legs.

Harbor noticed that I’d came closer and smiled, but then the announcer had us gather for the final presentation which included the entire panel of volunteers who were all open for more questions about their experiences.

I could see the women who’d done the trial shifting uncomfortably in their seats much like Harbor was doing and I wondered if their sexual appetites had gotten more intense too.

Finally, that session was over, and the room was clearing out. I walked up to Harbor and told her I’d be waiting outside. I went to the car as she stayed behind but then before I made it to the car she crossed the parking lot and sauntered up to me.

I couldn’t wait to get her back to the hotel and even had a few ideas for the ride home. I wondered if she was soaking in those panties for me, and what she might think when I told her I wanted her to touch herself on the way back to the room.

“That took forever. I’m so ready for you.” We stood at the front of my car, and she glanced around and then pushed me against the hood to kiss me. She ground herself against me and giggled.

I looked around and then amused her with a kiss. She was so ready, and her eagerness had my cock standing at attention. But then out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement and when I looked up, Dr. Nora Strong was on her way over with her hand on her hip and her mouth set in a tight line.

“Dr. Black, Harbor. I see the two of you have gotten quite cozy.” She lifted her chin and glared down at me even though I was a good three inches taller.

“I can explain,” I said, holding up my hand. But she wasn’t having it. She gestured for me to close my mouth.

“I don’t have time for your excuses. I’ve finally got you right where I want you. I’ll see you both in my office as soon as I get back into town and I suggest you start making new plans for your lives.” With that she was gone, stalking away so fast that I knew better than to go after her. As she drove away, it sank in that I’d been set up. When she was good and gone, Harbor’s hand rested on my arm. I jerked away.

“Evan, I’m sorry.” Those words had me grinding me teeth and the muscle feathered in my jaw as I clenched it.

“Get in the fucking car, Harbor.” It wasn’t her fault, and though I knew that, I still wished she’d fucking listened to me and kept her fucking hands to herself. I didn’t talk to her all the way back to the room, and there was something else that had been eating away at me, something that I wondered from the moment Harbor had said she was sorry.

I stewed about it until we got upstairs to our rooms and then I grabbed her wrists and pulled her to me. “Did you know she was here?” I searched her eyes and mine narrowed as her widened.

“No, I had no idea. Evan, I was just as shocked as you were.” Her eyes softened with a pleading look.

My nostrils flared as I glared down at her. “Don’t you fuck around with me! If this is some kind of favor to get you into the program, to get your fucking tuition paid, you better fucking admit it right fucking now.” I squeezed her wrists and muscled her down to her knees. She squealed, and I let go of her arms. I didn’t want to hurt her, but she needed to know how serious I was about this.

This was my fucking career, my livelihood and it directly impacted my daughter and her life as well. I wasn’t going to throw it all away so easily on a piece of ass, no matter how amazing she was.

“I swear I don’t know what’s going on.” When her voice broke, I took a deep breath and stepped away. Then I helped her to her feet, and she stepped back putting the distance between us.

“I’ll tell you what’s happening. She’s used you, and she’s setting me up. I have a daughter I have to consider, that’s why I didn’t want anyone to see us fucking with each other.” I put my hands up on my head and took a deep, calming breath. I was too worked up, and I could tell I was scaring her.

“I’m really sorry. I didn’t expect her of all people to be here. I haven’t seen her the whole time.” She still wasn’t getting it.

“She didn’t come here to be at the event. She sent us here together hoping I’d get caught on the hospital’s time diddling the intern.”

She looked at her feet and then as if something dawned on her, her expression changed. “That bitch! Oh my god, Evan, she set me up too.”

The thought of that sent an unexplainable rage through me, and I tried hard not to grab hold of her again. “What do you mean? What’s she got on you?” I still wasn’t convinced, but I was ready to hear her out.

“She tried to keep me from the school; she never even wanted me to attend because she said I was too young. She caused a big stink. I. . .” She shook her head and then her eyes filled with tears. “I thought she’d changed. That she liked me now.” She took a deep breath and sat on the bed, but then she looked up at me wiping her tears. “Why is she out to get you?”

I thought back to that day in medical school, and the look in her eyes when I’d told her no thank you. I’d have paid money to see that look again, but if I could go back, fucking her would have been the easy way out. Hindsight is 20/20 and all that, but at the time I wasn’t as open to things as I am now. It wasn’t as if I could fuck my way out of this.

I tried to find a way to explain but decided to be blunt. “To put it plainly, I wouldn’t fuck her. She hit on me in med school, and I turned her down. I was fucking everything that moved back then, and she wasn’t my type. She’s hated me since. I don’t understand why she’s making her move now.” I shook my head. “I mean, why after all this time?”

She sat a moment and then said, “Maybe she wanted to screw us both on the way out?”

“On her way out?” I hadn’t heard anything about her leaving, and I couldn’t imagine she’d voluntarily leave that position.

“You haven’t heard? Rumor around the hospital is she’s retiring. She’s being forced into it because of a health issue. This is her last year.”

That would explain things, and it had to be her reasoning— one last kick in my crotch on the way out, except if I lost my job, she might as well shoot me. “It’s my word against hers. She knows that I’ve been reprimanded before and this time I’ll be out. We have to figure out a way to play a trump card and beat her at her game.”

Chapter 12: Harbor

 

We were both too upset to leave the hotel, so we went down to the restaurant to eat, and after our meal, we took our dessert upstairs.

We sat side by side in bed, and while I couldn’t get enough of the apple cheesecake, Evan hadn’t touched his. It seemed the idea of his job being in jeopardy was weighing too heavily on him, and I couldn’t blame him. My problem was that I liked to eat when I was nervous, and though it seemed ridiculous that kissing a doctor from my hospital could ruin me, Dr. Strong hadn’t set me up for no reason. Besides, it was horrible enough thinking about Evan being in trouble.

He had a daughter who depended on him, so it wasn’t just him. For me, there was no one to hurt but myself. Sure, my family would be disappointed in me, but while I’d been on my own since the age of sixteen, my parents had gone on with their lives content that I’d went on with mine. My mother called about once a month, and the only other person who cared at all that I was breathing was Courtney, and that was because I paid half the rent.

I put my food aside, and he got up to put his in the trash then he came back to the bed and turned down the covers. “You can stay if you want. I don’t suppose it can get any worse.” He stripped out of his clothes, starting with his buttoned-down shirt and then unzipping his pants to let them fall to his feet. He wasn’t wearing anything under them. He laid down and pulled the covers up over his hips.

I slipped off my jeans and panties and then removed my top and glanced back to see if he was watching, but as I turned, I caught him looking at his phone. I crawled under the covers and nestled close, but he laid on his back and then put his arms up over his head and stared at the ceiling. I was well behaved considering my sex drive was out of control, but now I hoped he’d want to drown some of his sorrows between my legs. I needed him.

I rubbed his bare chest and trailed my fingers down his tight abs and lower to where the cover barely hid his thick cock. “Stop it. I’m trying to think of a way out of this mess.”

He pushed my hand aside, and I turned over to my back. “Well then tell me how I can help. I want to help.”

“The only idea I have is a crazy one.” He rolled over to face me, his hand landing across my tummy. The need grew so great that I let a little moan escape hoping it would go unnoticed.

“You’re still worked up, aren’t you?” He leaned over and kissed my mouth then pulled away to meet my eyes. “I’m sorry I’m taking this out of you, it’s not fair, and this isn’t your fault.”

“Tell me your idea. If it’s crazy enough it just might work. I’ll do whatever I can.” I found myself stroking my fingers against his hip bone.

“I was hoping you’d say that because this is going to be quite the task and I’m not asking. I think it’s the only way.” Those words registered and I was a bit taken aback that he was making it like I had no choice.

“You’re not asking? You’re acting like it’s something horrible.” I tilted my head and stared.

“She’s going to have to bring up what happened to the rest of the board, and they’ll have to take a vote. It’s not her decision alone, so the only way to beat the system is to get married.” He lifted his shoulders and shook his head like it was the easiest and most practical thing to do.

I suddenly felt as if all the air had been sucked out of the room. “Married?”

“Not a real marriage, of course, it would only have to last long enough to be effective. I’ve thought it over, and you’ll be graduating soon. If we can hold off until then, and until Dr. Strong leaves, then we’re good.”

“Her last day is supposed to be graduation. She’s leaving right after to go to her summer home. I heard her talking about it the day she called me in to discuss the Ortho-Nouveau project.”

“Then that’s all we’ll have to do. We’ll annul the wedding in June and pretend it never happened.” The thought of him being so blasé about the whole thing really didn’t settle well. I wasn’t ready for a marriage of any kind, much less a fake one that wouldn’t last or mean anything.

I’d always dreamed of having a gorgeous wedding, and even though my parents had their own things going, my mother was going to expect the honor of planning my wedding. I couldn’t take that from her.

A wave of disappointment hit me with a sinking feeling. “I can’t do this. My mother is content to let me do a lot of things and make a lot of decisions on my own, but after being so supportive over the past few years, even when I wanted to venture out alone at fifteen and attend college early. I can’t in good conscious take her dream of planning my wedding from her.” I rolled away and crossed my arms.

“She can plan you a huge wedding another time when you’re in love, but you helped make this mess, and now I expect you to step it up. As I said, I’m not asking.” He turned toward me and placed his hand on my arm. “It’s just for a little while, and I have a feeling you’ll have a good time.” One hand slipped down and cupped my mound sending a moan tumbling from my lips as the other arm raised him up on his elbow. “You’re going to do this.” He met my eyes, and I considered his words.

I wasn’t ready for marriage, true, but I had always wanted a family. I wondered if he’d go for a counter bargain, but then I wasn’t sure how much he’d let me into his life. But if I could convince him, then maybe we’d both get something more out of it. I looked into his eyes, the hesitation growing within. “I need some time to think about it. I could handle a sexual relationship, but I don’t see why we have to do something so drastic. I mean, couldn’t we get engaged? A fake engagement would be easier to undo later.”

“No, that would be too obvious, but if we show up married, it won’t matter. Nobody on the board is going to dispute the sanctity of marriage. And no one is going to kick me to the curb with a wife and child to support.” He moved his hand that had rested on my mound upward to massage my breast then he brushed his thumb across my nipple.

I turned toward him, my leg hitching up over him as I ground against his front. “Maybe I need a little push,” I whispered the word as seductive as I could, and he must have liked it too because he stroked a long finger against my slit and then slipped it inside where I was still so tender from him.

“You owe me, Harbor.” He curled his finger, and I cried out as he worked me with a come to motion. Then he trailed his finger out and lower, slipping it into my crack where he found my little star. My desire mixed with fear when he pressed against my little rim and leaned closer to my ear. “I’m going to take that tight little hole someday too.” Then he kissed me as he slid his finger back deep into my aching channel. “Tell me you’re going to do this, Harbor. Give me what I want.”

“Give me what I want.” I knew the words were a challenge and I had better be careful.

“Oh, you want to play bargaining games? I would be careful if I were you. Make sure you’re getting all you want from the situation.” He took my hand and pulled me up. “Come here. I prefer to bargain one way.” He sat on the edge of the bed and put me on my knees in front of him, then he brushed my hair back from my face and took off my glasses. I stared up at him with blurry eyes, but it didn’t mask how hot he was to me.

His cock jutted out as his balls hung on the edge waiting for attention. I took them in my hand and kneaded them with my palm, they were nice and heavy filled with my reward, but my little slit ached, needing something more. He placed his hand behind my neck and nudged me forward. “Touch yourself while you suck it.” I stuck out my tongue and laid his cock across it then closed my mouth around his head. He moaned and stroked my hair as I rubbed my pussy. “Good girl. We’ll drive up to Vegas tonight and marry so we’ll be all set when we go back home.” I wanted to protest, but instead, I kept my eyes closed focusing on his words and the taste of him. “I don’t hear any protest.” He gripped the back of my head and pushed his cock deeper, so deep that it forced me to gag. I couldn’t protest if I wanted, but I shook my head. It was all I could do. He held me there and then reached down and pinched my nose. “You’re going to do this, Harbor.” I squealed with panic as he held me there, but the pleasure hit my core as another orgasm broke free. I moaned around his cock feeling the blood rush to my face and just when I thought I might pass out, he let me go, and I pulled free. He picked me up and spun me around so fast I was still too weak from pleasure to protest, not that I wanted to. Then he laid me back on the bed and lifted my legs.

“Please.” It was all I could say. I wasn’t begging for mercy. I was begging for him to give me that hard length right where my ache was.

“Yeah, I’m going to give you what you want. And you’re going to do just what I say.” He wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and I was too hell bent on being pleasured that I didn’t care about anything else.

“Yes, Evan.”

Chapter 13: Evan

 

I was going to get my way if I had to fuck her into it. She was soaked by the time I slid my dick in, and I pumped into her nice and hard, rocking my hips as the color returned to her face. I didn’t have much patience for bargains. I’d already promised her I’d give her what she wanted, but she had to do this for me, for us. Her cravings had gotten us into this mess, and now they’d get us right out of it. I wasn’t kidding that she didn’t have a choice. I wasn’t going to leave room for one.

I felt her walls tighten around my cock as the last waved of her latest release quaked milking me so good I was damn near ready to finish. Not so fast.

I slowed my pace, and she met my eyes. “I want to talk about it. If I do this, I’ll want to make it a written agreement with both of us getting what we want and neither of us can back out.”

I hoisted her up and then rolled her over putting her on top. Her legs fell to each side of me as her knees dug into the mattress for leverage. “You want to be in control. I figured you’d like to ride my cock too and be on top?” I was only teasing her. She knew I was the one still in control, but I’d give her an opportunity to tell me what she wanted.

She winced as she took me all the way to my base but she moaned through it, so it must not have been too uncomfortable for her. “It feels so good, Evan.”

I captured her nipple between my teeth and suckled her rosy tips one at a time. “Mm. You look beautiful like that, mouth parted in pleasure, your nipples tight, your tits bouncing as you ride. I’m going to love having you.”

“In your bed?” She ground her hips and rocked on my cock, making me moan and grunt. She was still so damned tight, and I couldn’t wait to break her in. But then her words sank in as she leaned forward and kissed me. She wanted more.

I could tell by the way she said the words, that romantic tone that too often killed the mood, but this time, for whatever reason, it didn’t. I wasn’t out for anything romantic though so I needed to stick to my guns. This wasn’t going to be anything more than an arrangement to save my ass.

I’d have to try and watch all of the sweet talk if she was going to take everything as a romantic endearment. I didn’t have time for that.

Her breasts pressed up against my chest, her hard nipples felt like beads against my flesh, her warm tongue like silk in my mouth, her lips like rose petals. I was almost too lost in her I’d forgotten her words. I’d have to deal with them later. All I could think about now was getting behind her and burying myself deep. She needed to see me for the animal I was, and not some sappy romantic idea of me she’d made up in her head.

But that was hard to do with her, mostly because she was so young.

She was so light that I could muscle her around pretty easily, so I stood, keeping her against me and spun around to put her back to the bed, pulling away. “Roll over onto your front. I want to see that tight little ass.” Her eyes widened, but I pushed her hips, giving her a nudge.

She rolled over, and I put my hands up under her waist to pull her up on all fours. She squeaked as I slapped her ass and parted her cheeks, but then she ground back against my cock. I found her silky slit and pushed myself back inside, spearing her so fast she cried out.

I loved making her squeal and moan. I pumped my hips with such force that her teeth rattled and I reached around to her mouth and shoved in a finger. I let her spit soften it as she sucked and moaned. Then I placed my hand on her ass and ran it down her crack. She clenched that little hole, but I pushed my finger against it, rubbing tiny circles.

“I’m going to get inside this. But you’ll marry me first. I’ll save it's claiming for our honeymoon.” I pushed my finger against it, but it was much too tight. “Relax it for me, Harbor. I’m going to show you how good it will feel. Trust me.” I felt her cheeks unclench and pushed inside her little hole. She tightened around it, pulling it deeper to the second knuckle, so I fucked it a little, all the while still thrusting into her slick heat. I wanted to fill every hole and come in them too, and I could tell by the way she writhed against me like a greedy slut, that she wanted it too.

I was going to give her all the pleasure I could muster and then some.

I worked her depths through another orgasm, angling toward her tender spot and just as the last wave pulsed through, I put my hands on her hips and pounded her pussy hard again, then I felt my balls tighten as my load shot up my shaft and soaked her little slit. I stilled as the last few drops shot forth and she moaned. Her voice sent one last twitch to my cock.

“You’re amazing.” I planted a kiss on her mouth and pulled away. Then I settled down beside her, dipping my finger inside of her to stir my release that was still warm in her channel and spilling out to the sheets. I pulled it free and then pushed it into her lips. She sucked it clean and then kissed my mouth. I slipped her the tongue to show her I wanted it filthy with her.

“It’s going to be amazing. We’ll do it all, baby.” I stroked her cheek with my thumb. I really meant it too, I wanted to teach her everything, and be her first and only through it all.

She shook her head. “From now until June? I’m not sure that’s enough. You didn’t answer me earlier. Will I be a part of your life?”

“That’s out of the question. I can’t involve my daughter in this. She might not understand why you’re there one minute and gone the next. It was confusing enough when her mother died, and I’ve been careful not to get too close to anyone in a romantic way in front of her.” I wasn’t going to explain Tana. She didn’t need to know all of that or how it turned out.

“I love kids, and I really want to meet her.” It wasn’t that I didn’t think she’d be kind to my daughter, but she’d already asked me once if Tana was going to be her mommy, which was another reason the woman had been let go. Tana hadn’t been willing to correct her.

“I won’t have her thinking you’re her new mother.” I shook my head.

She sat up. “We’ll put it in writing, all of it. Besides, I have one more condition.” She looked away to her lap, and I glanced down to see she was wringing her hands. I placed my own to cover them.

“I think you better tell me. We need everything out on the table.” She was lucky I was giving her a chance to make demands. Considering she’d gotten me into this mess, I didn’t feel I owed her a damned thing.

“I don’t think you’ll like it.” She pulled her lips into a tight line and looked away.

“You’ll never know if you don’t ask, besides, how else are you going to get it?” I was curious to know what other scheme she’d come up with.

“I don’t want you to be with anyone else sexually while we’re married.” She was so nervous she couldn’t meet my eyes, and I thought it was ridiculous that she’d be worried I’d want anyone else. I’d waited a long time for someone like her.

I snaked my arm around her and pulled her closer to rest on one hip and held her chin. “I think I can handle that as long as you remember I’m in charge. You’ll do what I ask of you, and trust me with your needs. With that drive of yours, I’m sure you’ll be more than enough.” I kissed her mouth, and she leaned against me and sighed. I pulled away and patted her bottom. “You better get up and get packed. We’ll drive to Vegas tonight and make things official.”

“But we have to put it all writing first.” She got to her feet and followed me as I walked to the bathroom.

“Then you had better bring a pen.” I shut the door in her face and then heard her footsteps quickly fading.

Chapter 14: Harbor

 

I rested my eyes most of the trip, but in the final hour of our early morning journey began jotting down notes as we talked over the specifics. “Okay, so we’ll be married until June, and then we’ll get a divorce.”

Evan lifted his hand from the gear shift and waved it. “An annulment will suffice, we’ll both be in agreement, and it’s not really long enough for a drawn-out divorce.”

“Okay, so we’ll annul the marriage in June after graduation, but in the meantime, you’ll be faithful to me and—

He reached over and rubbed my thigh, grazing dangerously close to my little mound. “We will both be exclusive. It’s not a one-sided deal.” His eyes were hard, and his mouth had drawn in tight.

I jotted down the clarification to ease him. “Of course, we’ll both be faithful. And I’ll live with you, and meet your daughter.”

“You don’t have to move in. I’ll let you meet my daughter.” He hadn’t been too thrilled about this part, but I wasn’t budging.

“No, if I’m going to meet her and marry you, I’d prefer to live with you. Unless you’d like me to stick around Courtney and Scott - the human sex machines.” I cut him a sly glance.

“Do you have to listen to them often?” I gave him a look that said he’d hit the nail on the head.

“Yes, they are constantly doing it, and there’s a chance I’d break our last rule.” There was no way I’d break it, but I was hoping to turn him on.

“What do you mean?” He gave me a quick glance and turned back to the road ahead.

“Not that I’ve lost my virginity they might expect I’ll take them up on their offer.” His head jerked toward mine.

“Offer? As in a sexual offer?” He shifted in his seat

“Yes, they’ve asked me to join them. When they find out I’ve lost my v-card, they’ll most likely ask me again.” I shrugged like it was nothing.

“Hm. That’s so hot it kind of makes me want to reconsider our rules. But no, I’m not ready to share.”

“So, I get to live with you, then?” His smile widened and met mine.

“Yes, we’ll make it work. But I don’t want you to confuse Blythe about who you are. She’s also got a nanny who stays quite often, and I won’t have you getting in her way. She’s got a perfect system in place.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. So, I’ll sleep in your bed?” I scooted closer and rubbed my hand on his leg.

“I think it’s best you have your own room, but I meant what I said about having you. We’ll find plenty of time.” The heat pulsed between my legs and I hoped he’d be willing to play on the way there.

“Then we’re all set.” I rubbed my hand against his crotch and felt his cock stiffen under my hand.

“You can’t wait until we get there, can you?” He gave me a devilish smile. “Lay your seat back, Harbor and lift up your skirt.” I’d worn one of the more loose-fitting dresses Courtney had let me borrow as well as the black lacy panties and bra sets she’s loaned me. Normally I wouldn’t wear another girl’s undergarments, but it was just Courtney, and I didn’t have anything like it. All of my things were basic satin.

I eased the seat back and pulled up my skirt, and he reached his hand over and felt my lacy garment. “Yeah, you’re drenched. Plotting our marriage has turned you on, hasn’t it?”

“Yes.” I busied my hand against him as well.

“Touch it, baby. Push two fingers against that tight little bud.” I did exactly as told and slipped my hand down into my panties to work it over, but and as a big truck passed by, I stopped and sat up knowing the sun had broken enough of the horizon to give him a clear view. “Why did you stop?”

“That truck could see me.” My cheeks were red with heat, and I continued after the coast was clear.

“Don’t stop. Let them peek if they want. They’re just eyes. I like the idea of them seeing that you’re mine. They’ll never have you like I will.”

“I’m shy. I don’t want some stranger getting a peep show.” I didn’t know if I could do that, but it did make me nice and warm thinking about it.

“Well, someone’s going to see, because I’m not going to let you stop next time. If you do, you won’t get any when we get back.” My eyes widened, and my jaw went slack.

“That’s not fair.” I gave a pleading sound, but the truth was it kind of made me hot thinking of some strange man’s eyes on me; a stranger getting off on his voyeurism. I slipped my hand back inside my panties and rubbed as he’d instructed.

Soon another big truck came up beside us, and Evan gave the driver a wave and put his hand over mine. I glanced up to find the man looking, and as I came, he made an obscene gesture with this tongue. Evan punched the gas to get around him.

“You’re a dirty girl.” He chuckled and rubbed his hand against me.

“You made me do it.” We shared a laugh and sat up. I couldn’t believe how fast things were going. I’d only gotten my implant the day before, and now we were off to Vegas to get married. I couldn’t believe how hard I was falling, and even though I knew it was just a crush, I couldn’t help but want more.

I couldn’t wait to meet his daughter and hoped that she really liked me. I had always wanted a family, a nice husband with at least two children, a boy, and a girl, so at least I’d get to pretend for a little while. I wasn’t going to mislead Blythe, but I could be her friend.

With any luck, I’d get a leg up with the money saved from not paying rent so that I could make a fresh start on my own after the annulment but if things went like I wanted I wouldn’t have to leave them at all. One can dream.

We made it to the nearest chapel half an hour later, and Evan bought me one of the simple wedding bands that they had for sale in their gift shop. It was a simple solitaire diamond with a gold band, and I told him it wasn’t necessary, but he insisted saying we’d need something to fool Dr. Strong.

Then we said I do with the officiant who’d been playing games on his phone until we showed up. By eight a.m. we were married. Part of me wanted to cry, but only because it had been too basic.

On the way to book our new hotel, he took my hand and gave it a tug. “What’s the matter? You’ve been a bit quiet.”

“Nothing,” I said with a shrug.

He pulled me to a stop before we got to the check-in desk. “You’re going to have to talk to me if this is going to work out, Harbor.” As he said my first name, I tacked on my new last one. Harbor Black.

“I guess it’s all just so fast. It’s been a whirlwind.” I wanted to say whirlwind romance, but that would require us to have feelings for each other. It was very clear that Evan did and never would.

“I know. That’s why I wanted us to take the rest of this morning to consummate this little arrangement. To show you how much I appreciate it. You know I do I hope.”

“I know.” Despite my heavy feelings, the building need was still aching between my legs. It was hard to tell how much of the ache was from need and how much was from was from overuse.

“Is it something else? We don’t have to have sex if you don’t want to.” He brought me into his arms.

The ache built as I started to panic. “No, that’s not it. It’s just a bit tender.”

He planted a soft kiss against my ear and whispered, “I know I’ve been a bit rough on you. I promise to be gentle today.”

His breath in my ear only made it worse. I had to have him inside me no matter what.

We continued to the room and once were there alone he walked toward me, taking me in from head to toe. “So hello, wife.” He kissed me deeply and mingled his tongue with mine.

“Husband,” I said as he pulled away.

“Is it strange that’s a turn on?” He ran his hand up my back, and I shuddered.

“No, it is, isn’t it?” I wondered what he’d want to do first and then he tugged down my zipper that ran the length of my back and kissed my shoulder as it fell away. “I’m going to make love to you, Harbor. Nice and slow.” He wasn’t asking, but I didn’t mind. I wanted it. I needed another release as soon as possible. The continuous need was an aching ball of nerves in my core.

He took my hand and led me to the shower where he stopped and turned on the water, making sure it was adjusted to just the right temperature before stepping inside. He pulled me in with him and instead of going right for my pussy, he washed me nice and slow, caressing every part of me and planting kisses in his wake. I did the same, washing his length as it grew harder in my hands. I wanted it inside me, but he took his time as promised and rinsed us both. Then he knelt down and licked the silky cleft at the top of my sex. His tongue darted inside, causing me to moan. It was so sore and tender that every nerve was super sensitive, but I never wanted him to stop.

He brought me to the bed and placed his hands on my knees, parting them for access. He knelt down and kissed and stroked his tongue along my silky clit, but I lay back and let the feeling bring me to my edge. My release seemed to multiply, and when I finally stop quaking from them, he rose up and gently rubbed his cock along my tender folds.

He pushed inside me, easing his way before thrusting nice and slow. His steady rhythm worked another release from me that soaked his balls, spilling around us both. “Fuck, baby.” He jerked a few times trying hard not to get too rough and then warmth spread through my channel as his cock poured into me. “You’re such an angel.” He kissed my lips and then nestled against my cheek and neck, kissing his way along my ear.

“Is it bad that I don’t want this to end?” I was afraid of the words when I’d spoken them, but his next put me at ease.

“No, Harbor. That’s not bad at all.”

Chapter 15: Evan

 

The last thing I had wanted to do was encourage her, but I couldn’t help but feel more for her after she’d trusted me enough to take that step. Marriage was a big deal, and even though we were using it to save our livelihood, it still meant something to me. I had married Blythe’s mother, my wife, Beth years ago, but she’d been taken from me too soon. I had sworn I’d never remarry, but this situation left me no choice.

As I lay there beside her, her soft breath sounding more like a purr, I couldn’t help but think of Blythe and what she’d think. I hoped she’d like her, but I couldn’t imagine my sweet little girl not liking anyone. She had always had a big heart and never met a stranger.

I knew Harbor would like her too, and they’d hit it off. Both were funny, smart, and amazing, but I felt more like I was bringing her home a sister or something. It was all a bit strange. I wondered what Lucinda would think of her and if she’d think I was a dirty old man for being with someone so young.

As much as I hated our private time to end, I needed to wake her up so we could leave. The honeymoon was over I supposed, and now when we returned we’d have to be much more careful with Blythe around.

I would put her in the room across the hall from mine since Blythe’s was at the other end of the hall. I’d put her down there hoping to keep her as far away from the stairs as possible.

I kissed her forehead, and she stirred. “It’s time to wake up, baby. We need to get home.”

She lay there a moment then shook her head. “Home. That’s a strange thought. Will you take me to the apartment and help me break the news to Courtney?”

“I can go along if you want, but I think you should come with me to meet Blythe first.” She smiled at that and then leaned up to kiss my mouth. She was getting so comfortable with me that I wondered if she’d be able to handle this. It wasn’t going to be forever, but over the next few months, we’d be getting nice and acquainted.

I still had things I wanted her to try, and with any luck, we’d find the privacy needed to do them. I had a few tricks up my sleeve and in my toy box at home. For one, she still needed to learn to edge her release. If I could get her to do that, things would be even more intense.

“Can we grab a bite on the way out? You worked me up an appetite.” She reached over to the bedside table to find her glasses and used the cotton sheet to clean them before putting them on.

“Of course, we’ll stop as often as you like.”

Turns out once she got her tummy full she fell back asleep for the rest of the trip, which was fine with me. I wasn’t sure she’d make it the whole way without needing a release, but maybe the long nap was her hormones leveling off. It couldn’t last forever.

Finally, we pulled up at my house, and I nudged her awake. I had called to warn Lucinda that I wouldn’t be alone and that I preferred to ease Blythe into the situation. I didn’t feel the need to explain myself to Lucinda about what happened. I’d introduce her, and that would be that. Aside from Blythe, my personal life wasn’t her concern, and if she had an issue, she could always find other employment. I’d hate to see that happen and I couldn’t see Lucinda really quit a job over something that didn’t affect her.

“Are we home?” She slipped a finger behind her glasses and rubbed her eye.

I leaned over and gave her a kiss and broke it just in time for Blythe to open the front door. Lucinda pulled her back and picked her up, which I was glad to see. I didn’t want her thinking it was okay to run out of the house like that. She had no way to see that it was me.

Harbor’s mouth opened as if she was awed by my daughter and then she put a hand on her chest. “That’s Blythe?” She reached for her door handle, and I nodded.

“Let me introduce you,” I said as she opened her door. She looked at me and nodded as I got out of the car and took her hand. Lucinda’s eyes widened, and she put Blythe down.

As my daughter ran into my arms, Harbor and Lucinda exchanged a smile. I spun her around and then shrugged her over to one hip. “This is my friend, Harbor Moore. She’s going to be staying with us.” I could see Lucinda’s eyes on the ring I bought Harbor and then she offered up her hand.

“Good to meet you. I’m Lucinda.” The woman turned and went back inside as Harbor returned the sentiment.

“You can stay in my room,” said Blythe. “I’ve got lots of stuffed animals, and we can put them in a pile, and I will sleep on them. They are so fluffy and soft like Daddy’s hair.” She patted my head, and Harbor giggled.

“Thank you, but I think your daddy wants me to stay in the guest room.” I led the way in, and she followed behind still focused on Blythe who hadn’t given up yet.

She met my eyes and poked out her lip. “I could still sleep in the fluffy pile of animals, Daddy. My bed isn’t as soft.”

Harbor chuckled, but I shook my head. “No, you’re not sleeping in a pile of animals when you have you own big girl bed.”

“It’s a princess bed, Daddy. But I don’t want to be a princess anymore. I want to be a zookeeper.”

Lucinda came out with a pitcher of lemonade and placed it on the table in front of the living room sofa. “She’s been on that kick since you left. She tried to get me to let her make her a fluffy bed. I told her you’d not approve.”

“Do you like animals?” Harbor asked. Blythe nodded and smiled. “What’s your favorite?”

“I like bunnies and kitties, but Daddy won’t buy me one, not until I’m older.” She gave me a sad glance and then turned her attention back to Harbor.

She was grinning ear to ear. “I like bunnies and kitties too, but I think kittens are my favorite of the two.”

“You want to go see my room?” She grabbed Harbor’s hand and dragged her to her feet. Harbor gave me a glance as if seeking my approval.

“Run along, the two of you. I’m going to unpack the car and then make some phone calls. Lucinda, I’d like to talk to you in the kitchen please.” The woman’s eyes widened, and she nodded before hurrying away.

The two were gone in a flash, and I released a deep breath thinking how there was only sixteen years difference between them before joining Lucinda in the kitchen.

“Thank you for taking such great care of her. I hope it doesn’t put you off that Harbor will be staying with us. The truth is, we were married this morning after secretly dating. But I love her very much. I’d like to ease Blythe into it, so I’ll tell her when the time is right.” I wasn’t planning on ever telling her what was going on, but I didn’t want Lucinda trying to either.

“Your business is your business, sir. I don’t see how it could hurt to tell her, but I’m sure you have your reasons, and I’ll respect that.” I had a feeling she’d see it my way. I gave her a nod and then went out to unload the car.

I figured it was best to ease people into the idea because soon enough Nora Strong would play her hand and I’d have to admit the marriage to everyone. The plan was to make it like we’d been dating in private for a while, but only now made it official because we couldn’t stand to continue living apart. The only person who could bullshit would be Tana. But I hadn’t heard from her since I’d pissed her off.

After I finished unpacking and made a few phone calls, I went down the hall to check on my two girls. Music filled the room, and Blythe had Harbor by the arm, and they were dancing with her big teddy bear. Blythe was giggling so hard I thought she might wet herself, and Harbor grinned singing along.

She helped me a bit at bath time and was a bit embarrassed when she had to tell Blythe she couldn’t join her in the tub. She promised her she’d take her on a trip to the pool, and then tucked her into her big princess bed after Harbor had brushed her hair and I’d promised I’d buy her a zoo themed quilt with monkeys and elephants.

The two had hit if off better than I imagined they would, and I asked Lucinda to stick around so I could take her to her house to get her things and talk to her roommate. We were really doing this. So far so good and everything seemed to be working out. It was almost too good to be true.

A little voice inside my head reminded me that it wasn’t.

Chapter 16: Harbor

 

I was three weeks in before I realized I was in over my head.

Everything had been going fine, but that was the problem. Things were too good; too good to last.

We’d finally been brought before the board to discuss our relationship and though the idea of us being a couple was a shock to some, most respected the fact that he’d married me and wished us the best. Dr. Strong had taken her defeat well and went ahead and left earlier than planned. The new administrator was a friend of Evan’s, so that had made things even better. Once the case had been dismissed against us, it was final, and there was no chance of it being brought up again.

Lucinda and I had actually grown much closer, and the only strain was that she talked like I’d be around forever. Each time she wanted to make plans for anything past June, my heart would sink, and I’d known that I’d be gone.

Blythe was a different story. Every time I thought about leaving her in June, I teared up and had to excuse myself. There were, even more, tears in private, and it only got worse the closer I got to finishing school.

We’d hit it off so well, and in the few short weeks, she’s become a special part of my life. I really felt like I had a family. With Evan and I being so intimate, which hadn’t slowed down a bit, even though my hormones had leveled out and the cravings weren’t as intense, I had fallen for him in a way I hated to admit.

It’s funny how a little slip of paper brought me back to earth. I had reached into my handbag to clean it out and found the agreement I’d written up and was reading over it when Evan came into my bedroom to say goodnight.

I had been waiting in my room for him every night until he checked on Blythe to make sure she was asleep, then he’d either come into my room or call me into his. Tonight we’d made plans to fuck, but for the first time, I wasn’t in the mood.

“She’s out.” He sat next to me and stiffened when he saw what I was looking at. “What are you doing with that? You needed a refresher in bargains 101?” He gave a short chuckle, but I wadded the paper up and tossed it at him.

“I think we need to talk.”

He unfolded the paper and placed it on my knee. “You see this. This was your idea. You insisted we write this up and sign it.” He pointed a finger to my name and then to his. “What’s there to discuss? So far things are working out fine.” He stormed out and headed down the hall toward the stairs.

I chased after him and followed him downstairs to his office. “That’s how you really feel? Nothing has changed for you?” The very idea that he didn’t feel the same for me as I did him was a hard blow to take. It was no matter. I was still going to tell him what was on my mind.

“I think—

He turned and grabbed my hand pulling me close. “I think you need to follow along with this deal.” He pulled me close and kissed me and even though I was frustrated that I hadn’t gotten a chance to speak, I was lost in him.

“I want more.” I let the words fall from my lips like a confession of a sin that was far too unforgivable and it felt that way, even more, when he released a long breath.

“Things are going so good, Harbor. Let’s just go with it okay? We’ll see where we are on the other end of this.” It might have been easy for him, but my heart was breaking inside.

Not only had I fallen in love with him, but I'd also fallen in love with his daughter, with the whole idea of family and even with this home. I didn’t want to ever leave, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen on the other end of it all. Would he send me away? Would we try to remain friends? He’d never let me tell Blythe that we were married and her life was so sheltered that no one else had mentioned it either. I could only think that it was because he knew my graduation wouldn’t matter.

He held my face and stroked my cheek with his thumb. When he looked deep into my eyes, I always wondered what was going on in that mind of his. “I just think we should reconsider.”

“I’ve got Blythe to think about. This isn’t easy for me, Harbor. I was married before, and I loved her so much that when I lost her, I vowed never again. I won’t be put through that pain.” That was all I needed to hear. He wasn’t in love with me. If he was, he’d realize that he was going lose me come June and he’d do everything he could to keep me. I’d be easy to let go.

He drew me closer and kissed my cheek. “I don’t want you to worry over this. Trust me. It will be fine.” I didn’t know I was supposed to trust him, not when everything he was saying was pointing to things ending. “Let’s go to bed.” He took my hand and walked me back upstairs and into his room. He closed the door and locked it behind us before taking off his shirt.

I followed suit, shedding my clothes and the heavy burden of it all to lose myself in ecstasy for a while. He pulled me close, and we kissed as he cupped my breasts and then pushed them together. Then he lowered his mouth to them, kissing and sucking my nipples.

“I want to fuck these.” He slapped one of them sending a delightful sting of pleasure to my core and then he took my hand and walked me to the small bench at the foot of his bed where he had me sit. I pushed my breasts together as he slipped his cock between them, and I tucked my chin, allowing him to push into my mouth. I worked my head up and down on him and then he laced his fingers through my hair and quickened his pace. He fucked me like that until I was red-cheeked and out of breath. Then he slapped my breasts and tweaked my nipples before pulling me up to my feet and walking me around to the bed.

“I want your face down and ass up.” He spun me around and nudged me forward, and I crawled up on my knees, resting on all fours. I always felt so vulnerable like that, and I loved it when he had something special in store for me.

Tonight was no different. I heard the buzzing noise after he’d stepped away a moment and reached into the small bag under his bed. Then I felt the blunt intrusion of the vibrator as he pushed it inside my soaking wet channel and worked me with it.

I rolled my hips at the pleasure and longed so bad for him to touch my little bud with it, but he left it in my channel working up my nectar as he placed the clamps on my nipples. I wanted to cry out, but I couldn’t with Blythe sleeping just down the hall, and that was something I’d learned to control within the first night.

My need grew so great not a moment too soon he pulled the vibrator free and replaced it with his cock, which was much thicker. His hand spanked my pinched nipple, and I cried out, my release building only to be edged. “Don’t come.” He pulled away, and my knees were so weak I wanted to collapse. They shook as I waited for him to plunge back inside of me.

“You want more of this, don’t you?”

“I want more of everything with you.” He pushed his cock deep and then worked me over so good, that my release crashed around his cock, splashing my nectar against us as he thrust.

“I’ve told you before, little one, to be careful what you ask for.” He gripped my hips and pounded me so hard my eyes rolled back in my head. He put the vibrator against my clit, and I wiggled beneath him. I moaned a bit too loud and paused, but I lay dawn against the bed and bit the covers to muffle the sound.

Just when I didn’t think I could take anymore, he pulled out and turned me over. Then he tugged my hips up and sheathed his hard cock back into my depths, rubbing my breasts with a free hand and working my clit over with this thumb. He was very greedy with the vibrator, and I was begging for it by the time he was done with me. He put it against my clit as he continued working for his release and I bucked my hips upward, swirling and grinding on him. “Here it comes, baby.” His cock twitched and pulsed as he spilled into me and as he stilled tears sprang to my eyes.

He laid down beside me and pulled me into his arms and cleared his throat. “Talk to me.”

“I can’t do this much more if you’re just going to end things. I want more from this now, I didn’t think I would, but I do.”

“I need to know you’re a woman of your word, Harbor. Besides, we had a deal. I won’t be pressured into anything when you’ve already agreed to these terms. Just hold out for the duration” He tried to keep his voice gentle, but failed.

“And then what?” I snapped back. His eyes met mine with a hard glare. I couldn’t take it anymore. I’d done everything and let him be in control, but he couldn’t control my heart for me.

“Just give it time, baby. It’s only been a few weeks. It’s still too soon.” I wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince me or himself.

I stayed there for another few minutes while I settled down and he stroked my hair. He seemed to be trying to soothe me, but it was going to take way more than that.

I decided to give him more time, but in my heart, I knew I wouldn’t be able to stay until graduation without something more.

Chapter 17: Evan

 

Blythe and Harbor laughed so much on the way home from the zoo, and as soon as they got inside, Blythe asked if Harbor would tuck her in and read her a story. Harbor gave her a tickle and told her she’d be right up.

As I walked upstairs, Blythe followed in my footsteps. “Daddy, is Harbor my new mommy?” I stopped on the landing and scooped her up.

“No, she’s not your new mommy.” I wondered for a moment if Lucinda or Harbor had said something to her. “Why do you ask?”

I carried her to her room and sat her in the rocking chair her mother had bought when she was pregnant with her. She shrugged her little shoulders and stared up at mine with those gray eyes. “Harbor lives with us like a mommy, and she loves me like a mommy does.” I let out a long breath and didn’t know how to respond. Legally, Harbor was her stepmother, but I hadn’t planned on that being a permanent thing.

“Well, she’s not.” I reached for her shoe to slip it off, but she kicked her foot and squished her face tight.

“I want Harbor to do it.” She met my eyes with a challenging glare as Harbor walked into the room. “I want Harbor to be my mommy!” She took off like a shot and ran to grab hold of Harbor’s legs. “Will you read my story when I’m in the bath?” She ran to get her book as I rose to stand upright.

“I didn’t say a word, I swear.” I believed her.

“You two have gotten closer, so I suppose it’s only natural.” I put my hands in my pockets and watched as Blythe looked through her bookshelves for her nightly pick.

“We need to talk about this; about us. I’ve given you more time, but we have to figure out what we’re going to do.” It seemed that both of my girls were defiant that day.

“Don’t keep her up too late.” I didn’t want to deal with things, and so I bailed. It might have been a coward move, but I couldn’t get into it now, or I’d say something I regretted. My own daughter had chosen her over me, and I couldn’t help but be a bit upset about it.

I walked downstairs and went to my office. Then I milled around there for another hour until the doorbell rang. I let out another long breath and went to the door.

My eyes widened when I opened the door to find Tana on the other side. Leave it to her not to call first. I hadn’t seen her in a long time, but she looked as ready as ever. She rushed me and kissed my cheek as she gave me a hug. “Hello, Evan. I’m sorry to barge in, but I was just down the road when I realized how long it’s been and I was hoping Blythe would be in bed now so we could play.” She stepped forward and leaned on me.

“You can’t be here.” I tried to politely lead her away toward the door, but then she jerked away.

“I want to talk about us. I’m good with the sexual relationship. I’ve had plenty of time to think—

I spun around to see what she was looking at, at what had made Tana’s eyes go wild with fury and found Harbor clutching her chest.

“Evan, who is this?” Tana cleared her throat and glared at Harbor.

I figured there was no need sugar coating anything, and with Tana, it was best to be blunt. “She’s my wife, Harbor. Harbor, this is Blythe’s former nanny, Tana.”

“And your former girlfriend until a month ago,” she added.

“A month ago?” Harbor narrowed her eyes, and I shook my head and crossed the room toward her.

“Not a month.” I glared back at Tana, the troublemaker. “I haven’t seen her since a week before we got married.”

“That’s not true. I wouldn’t believe him. He plays the same games with everything. I guess I got a bit too old for his tastes.” She turned and stalked out leaving me alone to try and sort out the mess she left in her wake.

“You broke the deal. You were with that woman.” Harbor searched my eyes and though I could tell she wasn’t entirely sure she was too pissed off and hurt to stick around to listen.

“I didn’t.”

“What does it matter? The deal is almost over, and you don’t want me. You’ll send me away and replace me. That was the plan. I can’t believe I fell in love with you.” She turned and walked away leaving me there fuming at Tana and angry that Harbor wouldn’t believe me.

She stormed back upstairs, and I ran after her. I tried not to shout and wake up Blythe, but I needed Harbor to know I was serious. “I didn’t cheat with her. You have to trust me, Harbor.”

“Take your trust and shove it. I’ve given you everything, and all you’re hung up on is that stupid bargain. This whole thing was a mistake.”

The words stung more than she’d probably meant them to, but I wasn’t going to break down. “Maybe you’re right.”

She went stone still as the tears ran down her face, and then she grabbed her bag and a few things and headed to the door.

I wasn’t content to let her leave. “You’re not going anywhere, Harbor. Get your ass back here this minute.”

“I’m done letting you control me. You might control my pleasure, but you don’t control my heart. You use your wife as an excuse to keep us from getting serious, but you're hurting your daughter more this way, by denying her someone she already loves. But you know what, I get it. You don’t love me. You never will.”

She went to the door, and I grabbed her arm. “If you have to leave let me at least put you up in a hotel room.”

“Not on your life. I’m done letting you take care of me. It’s killing me.” She turned and stalked toward the door and when she opened it, I saw a car already pulling into the drive, it’s headlights blinding me.

“Who is that? Your boyfriend?” I wanted a reason to be mad at her, but it wasn’t working. I was watching her go, and there wasn’t a damned thing I could do about it.

“It’s Lucinda. I called her from upstairs. She’s giving me a ride. Don’t take it out on her.” I wasn’t going to take it out on her even though I had to admit I wasn’t happy.

“I’m not, but let me take you and check you in somewhere.” The thought of her leaving and me not being able to know where she’s at was really getting to me. “I need to know you’re safe.”

“Whatever. This is no different than me leaving in June, so it’s a little late to start giving a shit now.”

“I do give a shit. I fucking care, or I wouldn’t be involved with you at all.” I closed the distance between us slowly hoping she wouldn’t leave before I could get to her.

“Don’t make this out to be more than it is. You had to be involved with me. But I’m the stupid one. You made me love you, and you couldn’t even claim me as your wife, no. Not until you needed to use it to get rid of your girlfriend. Never again.” She slammed the door so hard that the picture well off the wall beside it and crashed to the floor.

I had a mind to call Lucinda to work, but I decided not to be a dick about it. I could be bitter, but the truth is I had messed it all up.

She’d all but begged me to make it permanent but I’d been too scared. Now she had left, and I had to face what it would be like if I never saw her again. I wasn’t sure I could do that. My world without her was bleak, and then worst of all I was going to have to wake up Blythe and tell her that the woman she loves as a mother just walked out and left her; another mommy gone. I was so pissed at Harbor for leaving me with that, but at the same time, I just wanted her back.

I wondered where she was going and if Lucinda had taken her to a hotel or back home to her house. There was a storm building outside, and I hoped she didn’t go too far. I thought for a moment, contemplating how to figure it out. I could wait a bit and drive by, but then I couldn’t go search every hotel in the area so easily.

Suddenly I remembered something and snapped my fingers. I’d added a GPS to Harbor’s cell phone in case something happened while she and Blythe were out together. All I had to do was pull it up, and I’d be able to see exactly where she’d gone. I wasn’t going to let her get away so easily.

I couldn’t believe Tana, and I couldn’t blame Harbor for believing her. Then I’d used our marriage against her too, just like Harbor had said. I couldn’t admit it any other time, but when it served my purpose.

I had to find her. I went to the living room and found my phone where I’d left it on the coffee table. I turned it on and found the app, and sure enough, there was Harbor. I’d wait until she got settled in where she was going, and then I’d get Lucinda to watch Blythe while I was gone.

I had to have her back. I realized now what I’d been denying all this time. I was in love with Harbor Moore. And though I’d tried to deny it, and was certain I’d stick with the word of the contract and let her go, I needed her in my life. We both did. She’d been the best thing for both of us.

I decided to go upstairs and get the contract off of my dresser. I wanted to bring the scrap of paper with me. I needed to destroy it in front of her.

Chapter 18: Harbor

 

By the time I found a decent hotel I was soaked from the rain and had splashed in so many puddles that I had ruined my favorite shoes. It didn’t matter, Evan had bought them, and I didn’t want a damned thing from him.

I checked in and made my way upstairs hoping that Lucinda would keep her word and not tell him where she’d brought me. I needed time to think and to figure out what I was going to do and where I’d go next. It wasn’t like I could live in the hotel and I was sure that before long, he’d cut off my credit card he’d set up for me and I’d be left with what little money I had before, which wasn’t much.

When I got to my room, I closed the door and leaned back against it. The headache I had building was a killer, and I needed to sleep. I’d had a long day with the family, his family, and Blythe had worn me out. I felt horrible for leaving the way I did, and I hoped that she wouldn’t be too upset. I knew better. She was going to be just as devastated as I was, if not more. This wasn’t my doing though. It was her father’s. It was inevitable anyway. I’d just ripped off the bandage a little sooner.

I stripped off my clothes and shoes and tossed them in the corner of the bathroom, I only brought one change, and I let out a sigh when I realized I’d have to send for my things. Maybe Lucinda would help me out there as well. She’d been a good friend, and I really hoped that Evan wouldn’t take things out on her. He should thank her really, if he truly cares at least, Lucinda helped me out. I’d have left anyway, even if I had to walk and his home was miles from the hotel district.

I headed for the shower still thinking of Blythe. She would wake up and look for me. It was her usual routine since I’d come along and then I’d help her pick out her clothes for the day and brush her hair. Then we’d go downstairs and watch cartoons until time for Lucinda to come and take over while I headed to work and her father did whatever he did while on call at the hospital.

I thought of the other woman. She had claimed that they had been together in the time since our arrangement, but what stuck with me more than that was how she said that he’d played this game before. Was she another bargain? He’d introduced her as his former nanny, which means that she was the woman who’d lived there before Lucinda came months earlier. It was all still new and fresh, especially to Blythe. For someone who didn’t want to put his daughter through this kind of drama, who’s been so hesitant to let me in, he’d given in to my condition with a little push. I could look at that one of two ways, either he was really into me and didn’t know how to deal with it, or he didn’t really care about anything as long as he got his way.

I fell in love with him because he’d taken such good care of me and the two of us had fun together even outside of the bedroom. I saw us a perfectly happy family when we’d all go out together, and things seemed so normal you’d never think there was a deadline ahead, a stopping point that would take it all away. But each time I’d mention what we would do, he’d get upset and remind me of my words, of my commitment, and how I had wanted to make the contract and sign it. He hadn’t hesitated to agree and go along with it and the only reason I had been so adamant about having one was so he wouldn’t leave me in the end after uprooting my life to save his.

I stepped into the shower and hoped it would wash away the pain and stress of the day. I tried to focus on the task at hand and not think about it for a while, but I couldn’t stop seeing Blythe and Evan, him spinning her around and kissing her then reaching for me to pull me in close to them both. He’d done that the very day I’d met her and been so happy that we’d hit it off. How could not want that now? How could he throw it away to be with another woman?

I’d let him have control over our sexual escapades, mostly because it had always been so intense and amazing, but I couldn’t help wonder if I hadn’t been enough.

I was going to have to sleep if I wanted to rest my mind. As long as I was awake, I’d be worrying about everything and kicking myself for walking out on them. I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. After drying off and wrapping my hair in a towel, I wrapped another towel around me and headed for my bag which I’d left on the bed.

I didn’t see him until I caught a glimpse of someone behind me in the mirror. I gasped and turned around so fast I stumbled and nearly fell over my own feet. He sat in the chair blank-faced with the contract on his knee.

I crossed my arms and glared down at him. “Lucinda?”

“No, she’s with Blythe, but I found you all on my own.” He held up his cell phone, and I could see the GPS image. He’d tracked me. Dammit. I should have known.

“You don’t have to worry about the contract. I’m filing for the annulment this week, so you’re good to do whatever. Maybe you can find your girlfriend and work things out.” A large lump stuck in my throat as I imagined him with the other woman.

“Tana used to be my nanny. I had a fling with her long before we ever met, and I ended it then. I’ve not been with her. She likes to cause trouble.” He folded the paper that was across his knee and then ripped it in half. “I’m not interested in your contract, either. I wanted to come talk about you coming home before Blythe wakes up and you’re gone.”

“Graduation is a week away, and I’m going to be gone in June anyway. So, she’ll deal with it a tad earlier than you expected, at least you’ll get your way.” I lifted my chin defiantly, and he got to his feet and approached. I didn’t move. I wasn’t intimidated by him. If there was one thing I knew for certain, he’d never physically hurt me.

“You’re coming home. Like I said, I’m done with your fucking contract and prepared to deal. I can’t promise you a perfect relationship. I’m not sure what I want, other than you in my life. So, get your shit and let’s go.” He gestured toward my bag.

“No. I’m not going until you tell me what I can expect.” I crossed my arms and shifted on my feet, but he wasn’t having it. He stepped forward and grabbed my hand, pulling me off balance, so I fell into his arms.

“I want you home. It’s not open for negotiations. I need a bit more time and considering everything I don’t think that’s unreasonable.” His tone was soft and by the time he’d finished talking his lips were a breath from mine. He closed the short distance and kissed me. “We’ll work it out, but I need time, and I’m not going to want you away from me.”

“Then tell me you’re ready to commit!” The words snapped from my lips and his eyes widened, wild and feral.

Suddenly I was off my feet kicking and screaming, but then I was over his knee on the bed with my towel hiked up to display my bare ass. His hand came down hard against it, sending a delightful pleasure straight to my core. “That’s for not listening.” Then his voice was right in my ear as he leaned down. “I know you’re still hot for it. Tell me.”

I glanced away, but his hand came down hard once again. “Yes.”

“That’s a good girl. You’re going to behave and come home where you want to be, and I said we’d work it out, but only in my time.” I nodded, trying to keep the pout from my full lips.

I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side, and my core ached for him. It had only been about twelve hours since our last encounter, but it with our fight it felt like forever.

He lifted me up and then laid across the bed with me as he lay me back kissing me full and deep. He kissed me with hunger as if he’d never get enough of my lips and I spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I locked my ankles grinding against him. My towel fell open exposing my nudity. He feasted on my breasts, planting kisses on them and teasing my nipples with his tongue. Then he stood up, and I came forward and undid his pants. I couldn’t wait to get to what was inside, and as familiar as I was, it never ceased to amaze me. I couldn’t get enough of the sight of him or the feel.

I sprang his cock free, and instead of lying back to wait for it, I took it in my hand right then and there, kissing along his shaft and letting my tongue roll across his veiny flesh. As he stroked my hair, my tongue teased his tip, and then I closed my mouth around his head and took him to the back of my throat. I closed my eyes and moaned on his cock, the vibrations coaxing a bit of his nectar which hit my tongue. I swallowed it down, pulling his cock even farther down my throat as he started to pump his hips slowly.

I worked his balls, kneading them with my palm and then sucked his heavy sac into my mouth. He reached down and brushed his fingers against my folds, then he parted them and pushed a finger inside me, nice and deep. I stood up, crouching over to take his cock deeper, not yet prepared to pull off of it.

All too soon he pulled away and stroked his cock, staring me in the eyes. “Lay down.” I did what I was told, and he crawled up, stopping to feast on me. His tongue slipped softly into my lips, and then he tongued my little slit, poking me gently.

“I want inside of you.” He lifted up and hiked up my knees, then he pulled me closer to his cock and guided it in. I winced at the sudden intrusion, but I was so wet for him it felt amazing, especially when he kept working in and out of me building my pleasure.

I opened my eyes, and he was staring at me, his eyes filled with emotion. “You had me worried. You can’t leave like that again.” He thrust a bit harder to grind himself against me. “We’ll work it out, I promise. I’ll figure it out, baby.” I wanted to believe him so badly, but part of me wouldn’t ever be one hundred percent sure of anything.

I tilted my hips to give him better access, and as he thrust he moaned right along with me until my release had me crying out. Then he cheered me on. “That’s a girl, come for me, baby.” My walls clenched his thick cock as I coated him and then he picked me up and carried me to the wall where he leaned me back, pumping steadily in a perfect rhythm.

I cried out and clawed at his back, and he joined me in the blissful cry as his own release filled me up, soaking my core.

He pulled out and placed me on my feet, and I held as much of him in as possible. It wasn’t ever going to be easy to let him go.

Chapter 19: Evan

 

“Don’t let that spill,” I said, watching her clench her knees tight. I’d filled her up good, and now I wanted to use it for round two. I walked her to the bed and put her on her knees. My cock was still ready to go, and I could think of no better way to begin round two than her sucking my cock. She was hungry for it too, already licking her lips.

She opened her mouth wide as I put my cock on her tongue and then she closed around it, working her head on me, rolling her tongue around the tip and tickling my tiny slit. My balls were so sensitive, and I was sure I was still leaking like a mother fucker into her throat. Her eyes had started to water behind her glasses, and I took them off, placing them on the table. I loved to take them off and rub my cock on her face, which is just what I did. I pulled my cock out, and she held it as she kissed the shaft and rubbed the head on her cheek as if to worship it, then it went right back in her mouth, and wasted no time finding the depths of her throat.

Over the past two months she’d learned to work my cock so good that you’d never think I was her first, and though I’d like to take all the credit, I couldn’t. It was all her. Every task I’d given her, ever instruction, she’d pulled off to perfection, and I’d always come so good to her.

Her hand went between her legs, and I peeked noticing she was holding my seed in place and smearing what little escaped across her little slick lips. “That’s right, don’t let a drop go to waste.” She gave me a moan of understanding around my cock as I fucked her throat. And then I brought her to her feet and put her face-down on the bed. I rubbed my cock and teased it around her center and spread her knees wider before diving in. My cock displaced my come and pushed it out. I felt it coat my balls and saw it running down her legs. I loved her soaked in my release, and I had a feeling this next one needed to be worn as well.

I thrust harder, and she worked her ass, pumping and rolling her hips back against me as I caressed her tits. They were so fucking perfect and all natural. She loved it when I spanked them, and so I gave them a little slap. She moaned and then her hand found her nipple, and she pinched it hard moaning through the sensation. I felt my release building, so I quickened my pace until she was milking my cock with her orgasm. Her walls clenched around me and it felt so good I plunged to her depths and held her tight against me as I went over the edge.

She collapsed against me knowing her task was complete and I stroked her hair and gave her a kiss for a job well done. She was my angel, and I knew no one else would ever do me the way she did. I wanted to tell her, but I couldn’t. I hadn’t told anyone how special they were to me since my wife had passed other than my daughter.

I helped her lay down, and then I pulled her close beside me to spoon her. I kept my arm tight around her. It wasn’t likely that I’d ever let her go again.

We were both asleep before I knew it and I woke up panicked by the time. The dreary storm had passed as well as our anger, and I kissed her head while she slept to wake her.

She stirred beside me. “What time is it?”

“Time for us to get home. I don’t want Blythe to wonder where we are and Lucinda is probably ready to go home for the night too.” That woman deserved a raise for dealing with all my madness.

Harbor had a defeated look on her face, and I knew I had to give her an answer soon. She would graduate a week from now and even though our final agreement was for a few weeks after, she as at least going to have to give me until then.

We made it home before sunrise, and I decided to leave Lucinda in her room sleeping. As we tiptoed down the hall, I stopped her at her door. “I want you close. Come to my bed.”

“But I’m so tired I might forget to move before Blythe wakes up.”

“It’s okay. I want you with me.” Her smile made my pulse quicken, and I pulled her close and kissed her hard. I rubbed her mound, and she wiggled and pulled away.

We walked to my room, and once I had her in her baby doll gown and laid out beside me, I slipped my hand down into her panties and stroked my thumb across her silky bud. “Just relax and let me make me you feel good.” I slipped down between her thighs, and she wrapped her legs around me as I lapped my tongue. She whimpered and moaned keeping her eyes closed until she came, then she bucked her hips and ground against me until I could taste her nectar. When I came up for air, she moaned, but I kissed her mouth. “Go to sleep, baby.” I pulled her into my arms and held her until Blythe came in the next morning and woke us up.

“Harbor, Daddy, wake up!” She jumped up into the bed and walked over to me where she decided to plop down on my chest.

I released a heavy breath as she knocked the wind out of me. “Easy, baby girl. You’re going to break a rib.”

Harbor opened an eye and peeked at her. “How’s my honeybee?”

“I’m good, Ladybug. Will you make me some waffles?” She bounced on my chest, and as I lifted her up above me, she put her arms out to fly.

I tossed her on the bed beside us, and she giggled. But then she climbed over me and pulled Harbor by the arm until she got to her feet.

I gave her a smile. “I’ll be down in a minute.”

“Don’t be long, Daddy, or I’ll throw yours on the house.” The neighbor kids lost their waffle Frisbee on the house and so ever since she’s wanted to throw her waffles to see if they could fly.

“You know the rules. No throwing waffles in the house.”

“Does that mean we can take them outside?” She wagged her brows.

I fought to hold back from laughing. “No, waffles are for eating, and we don’t play with our food.” She slouched her shoulders as Harbor led her away.

I got up and showered and dressed and then met them downstairs about twenty minutes later. I found them in the kitchen waiting to pour the first bit of batter onto the hot iron. Blythe was a safe distance away, and Harbor was in charge.

Harbor looked up and smiled. “Lucinda had to go, so I think we made too much batter.”

“It should keep. Blythe can have some tomorrow.” Blythe smiled and gave me a wink as Harbor made the first waffle.

After another few minutes, we were all enjoying our breakfast and making plans for our week. “Daddy, can we go to the park this weekend?”

Harbor cut her waffle and stabbed a piece with her fork. “The ceremony is this Saturday at noon. I wanted you to come.” She spoke under her breath at me as if Blythe couldn’t hear. Did she really think we’d skip it?

“We wouldn’t miss it for the world. You want to go to Harbor’s graduation?” It didn’t occur to me that Blythe wouldn’t know what that meant.

She looked at me with wide eyes and took a deep breath. “Does this mean Harbor’s going to be my mommy now?” She made a little squeal and bounced in her seat. Blythe’s eyes bugged with horror.

Harbor quickly clarified. “It’s a graduation for school. It means I’m all finished.”

Blythe’s face fell. “I start school next year. Will you bring me?” She popped a piece of waffle in her mouth and washed it down with her glass of milk. I met Harbor’s eyes across the table.

“We’ll see. But first, you better eat your waffles before they get cold.” Blythe listened to Harbor and ate without further questions which was easy since neither of us said a word either.

After Blythe had taken off to watch cartoons, I went to the sink to help Harbor clean up.

She stiffened as I approached and stepped away to put a bit of distance between us.

“Let’s get through graduation and then we’ll talk to her,” I suggested.

“I suppose she should be let down easy. I’ll only agree for her sake.”

“It isn’t what we planned, you know. So it’s a lot to think about, especially since it affects her too.”

“I agree, which is the only reason I’m still here.” She wiped the last of the plates and then stacked it in the sink for me to rinse.

“The only reason? You said you were in love with me. Was that conditional?”

“If it’s all one-sided then what difference does it make?” She left the rest of the glasses and stormed into the living room and up the stairs.

I did love her, more than I ever thought I would. I just didn’t know if that was enough for forever.

Chapter 20: Harbor

 

Blythe helped me with my hair, and when we were done, I looked just like a princess. Then we pounded on my makeup, and I instantly regretted letting her do my blush. I told her what a wonderful job she’d done and then sent her to get me a glass of water as I toned it down and by the time she returned my makeup was on point, and my highlighter was glowing to the gods.

I slipped into my dress and let her help me with the zipper and then she insisted on putting my feet into my shoes like Cinderella.

“They fit!” she cheered and danced around me. “That means you’re the princess and Daddy is the prince.” She giggled and tugged my arm, and when I leaned down, she closed her hand around her mouth. “You can marry Daddy like Cinderella married the prince.”

“I think we’re supposed to wait until the prince asks the princess.” I wished I could tell her we were already married and that I was, in fact, her stepmother. I knew she’d be happy to know it, but if this did all have to end, then I didn’t want her to know either. It would be too hard on her. She was getting really bad about the mommy thing, and it was getting harder to lie to her.

Evan had been acting strange since I’d left and keeping a much closer eye on me. The only time he wasn’t watching me like a hawk was when he was working. My internship had ended just over two weeks ago in preparations for finals, so I’d had more time with Blythe.

I couldn’t tell what Evan intended to do and he still got upset when I’d try to talk to him about it. I knew I should trust him, but honestly, if all he wanted to offer was a relationship that we didn’t have to hide from Blythe outside of the annulled marriage, I didn’t think I could handle that. I didn’t want the marriage to be over. I wanted it all.

I contemplated what I’d do if he tried to take Blythe away and my heart hurt. Tears formed in the corner of my eyes threatening to take out my eyeliner and mascara. If he didn’t want to see me anymore, I’d hurt, but if he took Blythe too, I don’t think I could take it.

A soft knock sounded at the door. “Are you girls ready to go?” He walked in with a solemn look on his face, and the tears spilled from my eyes.

“Blythe go get your shoes on.” I sent her away as he walked up and placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Don’t cry. You’ll mess up your face, and then you’ll be late.” He reached on the makeup vanity and handed me a tissue.

I took a deep breath and turned to take his arm and give it a squeeze. “Even if this doesn’t work out, please don’t take her from me, Evan.” My voice broke, and suddenly Blythe was back in the doorway.

“We’ll see you downstairs.” He walked over and took Blythe by the hand and led her out. “Come on. She needs a moment. We should go wait in the car.”

I watched them go, and my heart sank, dropping to my gut like a stone. I gathered my cap and gown and my handbag and headed out to meet them. Once this was all over, I was going to ask him again. I didn’t want to lose either of them, and I could barely breathe at the thought of moving on without them.

I’d dreaded this day since I’d drawn up that ridiculous contract and even though Evan had torn it up, it didn’t mean that things were any different.

We drove to the ceremony listening to Blythe sing her ABC’s and ask questions about turtles. She was so smart, and I couldn’t believe I might have to miss out on her starting school.

Evan held my hand in the car and then when we got to the event center for graduation, he gave me a kiss on the cheek to see me off. Blythe dove into my arms. “Good luck, Harbor.”

“Thanks, Honeybee.” I gave one last look to Evan who winked and picked up his little girl. I turned and went to the back so I could line up with the rest of the graduates, but all I could think of was what would happen when I got back home.

We all walked out and took our seats, and as they called my row to stand and make our way up, I stared out to the audience looking for Blythe and Evan. There were a lot of signs across the audience and one, in particular, stood out.

I recognized a picture Blythe had painted, a bright sunshine with a ladybug, but she had added something to it that stopped my heart. It was painted and in big bold black letters that only Evan could have helped her with that read: WE LOVE YOU, MOMMY. I looked down, and Blythe was there smiling atop her father’s shoulders, and both were smiling ear to ear.

They called my name, and as I walked across to get my diploma, tears filled my eyes.

They met me afterward in the crowd and Blythe and ran up to me and into my arms. I swung her around, and Evan caught my arm and pulled me close for a kiss.

“Does this mean you told her?”

“It means we have a hell of a lot to talk about, but yeah. I told her you’re her mommy now. If you still want to be, but I hate to tell you, we’re a package deal.”

“I’ll take it.” I kissed him again, and Blythe giggled and tugged on my arm for another hug.

We made our way through the crowd and on the way home I told Blythe how much I loved the sign. She told me it was her daddy’s idea and he squeezed my hand.

Before we made it home, she fell asleep in the car, and Evan carried her in. We both tucked her in, and then he threw his arm around my waist and tugged me close to capture my lips. We kissed a moment and then looked back down to Blythe.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

“No. Thank you for loving us both.” He took my hand and led me out her door.

“She’s amazing,” I said, as he closed the door.

“I know someone else who is amazing, and I couldn’t ask for a better mother for my little girl.” His words melted my heart, and then I heated up as he whispered in my ear. “You’re amazing in so many other ways too.”

He led me to his room, and it didn’t take me long to realize my things had been brought over. Lucinda must have done that while we were gone.

We went inside, and he led me to the bed where he started to undress me. I let my fingers go to work on his zipped as he slipped off his shirt. I was left with nothing but my bra and panties, and he popped my strap, and the bra slipped off my shoulders, and he pulled it away and tossed it to the floor. He cupped my breasts and kissed them, then as I went to remove my panties he slapped my hand away.

“No, I want those on.” He gave me a devilish grin, and I blushed while he stood behind me and then slipped his hand down the front of my panties as he kissed my neck. I could feel his stiff cock pressing against my ass crack as his other hand groped my right breast and then my left.

My sex ached, and I wanted him filling me up with his thickness. I tilted my ass upward and rubbed it up against his cock. “Please,” I breathed.

His hand left my breast and then reached down behind me, and a moment later I felt his cock nudging my panties aside and pressing up against my entrance. He nudged the tip inside me and ground against me as it filled me up in one hard thrust. I leaned forward, and he pulled my arms back and held them in one hand as he pumped in and out of me. I quaked around his cock massaging it with my walls. He always filled me up to my limits, and I moaned as he slipped his arm around me and rubbed my sensitive clit through my lace. I shuddered uncontrollably, and my knees weakened.

He pulled out and stepped back. “Pull your panties down to your knees, baby.” I did as I was told and he stepped back up and spread my cheeks and then leaned forward and licked my little star. His tongue darted against it as his fingers pushed deep inside my channel. I moaned out, and my core tightened, soaking his fingers.

His mouth left me. “Good girl. Come for me, baby.” I did exactly that as he pushed back inside for the last wave of my pleasure.

He pounded hard, and I prepared myself for his release which came a moment later. I collapsed on the bed as he pumped hard and filled me up. I crawled into the bed and rolled over to look up at him.

He lay across me and kissed my lips. “I love you, Harbor. I don’t ever want you to leave. I’m sorry it took me so long to say it, but I just had to figure it out. I never thought I’d love anyone after my wife died, not like that. But then when you showed up in my life I wanted you so bad. I was scared you’d leave too, and then when you did, I knew I couldn’t let you. I knew I’d have to do whatever it takes to keep you forever.”

He closed his eyes and rested against me as I kissed and stroked his hair, and the two of us lay like that for hours just listening to the other breathe. He fell asleep long before I did because I wanted to savor that moment as long as possible.

 

THE END

If you want more of Evan and Harbor, turn the page for an extended epilogue and an extra steamy deleted kinky scene from their life.

BONUS EXTENDED EPILOGUE

Harbor

 

I stood in the window with Blythe waiting for Evan to return home and thinking how crazy it was that it was that a whole year had passed since I met Dr. Evan Black. I was just a young, virgin intern back then, on my way to volunteer for the Ortho-Nouveau birth control trials. Evan had been assigned to look out for me, but in reality, Dr. Nora Strong had planned to trap us.

All of that had turned out okay in the end, though through our fake marriage, which turned into a real one, in the end, I had thought we’d never make it. As it turned out, we’d both fallen in love and still couldn’t get enough of each other.

This was the first time he’d been away from me for so long, and he had called me every night to tell me how much he missed me. I’d even talked him through a naughty phone session or two, and he’d done the same for me. I tingled between my legs just thinking about it, and when he pulled into the drive, I knew that it wasn’t long until I’d have him inside me again.

“Daddy’s home!” Blythe jumped down from the bay window’s sill and ran to the door.

“Blythe, wait inside,” I called her down before she ran outside, which was against her father’s rules and she waited at the door giving me a sly grin.

“I’m not.” She jumped up and down as she waited and as Evan walked up she dove into his arms.

He picked her up and swung her around. “How are my girls?” Blythe smiled gave him a kiss.

“We’re good, Daddy. Lucinda was here earlier, but she had to go home. I made paper butterflies and flowers, and we hung them in my room.”

“How was school Friday?” He stroked her hair, and she held his face in her hands.

“It was good. I get to be leader next week. So, that means I get to wear a button.” She had been excited to tell him all about it, and I let the two continue their conversation without interruption as we went into the kitchen.

“I baked cookies for you too, and Mommy even let me decorate them with sprinkles.” She pointed to the counter, and he walked over so she could open the cookie jar and feed him one.

He bit into the gooey cookie and closed his eyes. “Mm. My favorite.” Then he reached out for me, and I stepped to his side for his embrace. He pulled me close, tucking me against his side where he kissed my head and then my lips. “How are you, little Mama?” He’d taken to calling me that after we’d decided to let me be a permanent part of his family.

“I’ve missed you.” I gave him another peck and then a wink. The truth was, I was nervous, but I couldn’t let him know that. With the one year anniversary also came the expiration date of the device. I didn’t think he remembered because he hadn’t said anything about it, but it was time to check it and either take out anything that was left of the pellet or add a new one if I wanted to be protected.

I didn’t. I was ready for more.

“You and me have a date later.” He didn’t seem to mind Blythe hearing, though she really didn’t understand just what kind of date he meant. She gave him another kiss, and he put her down turning to meet my eyes. “Is there something else on your mind?”

“No,” I lied. He gave me a narrow stare and then turned away.

We spent the rest of the evening with Blythe exchanging quiet glances, but I could tell he wasn’t buying that I was okay.

We put her to bed, and then he pulled into our bedroom and shut the door. “Tell me what’s wrong. I know it’s something, I’ve seen it on your face all afternoon.”

I smiled and pulled him closer. “I was just pouting because I had to wait to have you.” I rubbed my hand against his cock and licked my lips. “I have missed us.”

“Mhm, and that’s why I had you coming your pretty little head off last night, but that’s not what you’re upset about. Tell me.” His voice was demanding, and I released a deep breath knowing I was going to give into him. I always did, especially when he got tough with me.

I couldn’t find the words to tell him what I wanted. So, I thought I’d feel him out a bit and lead him in slowly. “It’s time to make an appointment about my Ortho-Nouveau.”

His eyes lit, and he nodded. “We’ll get that taken care of. I’ll make you an appointment with Dr. Greene next week. You know I can’t do the procedure on you myself, but he’ll let me be there. There’s nothing to worry about.” He pulled me in and kissed me, his mouth drawing lazy pulls against my own. “I’ve missed kissing you.”

That brought a smile to my face, but I knew my appointment was already set. I’d gone and done my bloodwork while he was gone. “Did you?”

“Yes, so now you can finish telling me what’s bothering you.”

“It’s truly about the device. It’s just that.” I looked down to the floor, but he shook his head and captured my chin in his fingertips.

“Have you had a problem with it? Something you haven’t told me about? We know it’s effective.” We sure knew that. He loved to finish in me, and we’d never used any other form of protection with me being a virgin and him being checked regularly with the hospital.

“It’s been perfect, really.” I rubbed my hands together wringing my fingers.

He placed his hand on mine. “I’m starting to worry. You don’t defy me very easily or often. Tell me.” His eyes met mine, but his tone remained soft.

“I don’t want to renew the device. I’d much prefer to live without it.” I couldn’t find the words to tell him I wanted to have his baby, but as his eyes lit with recognition, I knew he’d already figured that out.

“I’m not sure if I’m ready for that, but if it’s just another form of birth control you’re seeking, then we can consider all options.”

I knew he'd shut me down. “Would you even consider it?” I felt the hope leave me as he shook his head.

“I never intended to marry again, and honestly the thought of having another child isn’t anything I’ve ever desired.” He gave me an apologetic look and then kissed my mouth before letting out a long sigh. “But if you want us to have a child, I’m more than honored to give you one.”

My head snapped up. He smiled wide then met my mouth, pulling me close. “Really?”

His smile brightened his whole face. “Yes,” he said against my cheek, I can’t wait to fill you up with my seed, to make you big and pregnant with my baby. Pregnancy sex can be amazing.” He pushed my hair away from my face and then lifted me up into his arms.

He walked me to the bed and placed my bottom against the comforter. “There’s more, isn’t there?” He whispered the words against my neck and lifted the hem of my shirt up over my head.

“Yes. I went to do lab work while you were gone on Friday and well, I already have an appointment with Dr. Greene.” I hoped he wouldn’t get upset that I had gone without him. “I haven’t told them anything about whether I’m keeping it or not. I just wanted the bloodwork out of the way.”

“Well, you made a wise choice. I’ll be there. I want to be at every appointment if we do get you pregnant.” He rubbed my slick little mound and then leaned down to close his mouth on my little bead at the apex of my thighs.

I moaned and wiggled, and a second later he laid me back and feasted on my center, his tongue diving into my channel, stroking my walls nice and slow. I ached for him to be inside me and though his tongue was nice, I wanted the pressure of his cock spreading me to my limits.

“Please,” I said, the word no more than a breath.

“Mm. Please, what?” He spoke against my lips with his warm breath tickling with each word. “You want this?” He stood up and stroked his erection. “It’s so hard and ready to take you. Ask for it like a good girl.”

“Please, may I have it?” I smiled and asked as sweetly as I could, and he centered it against me and nudged it in, inch by teasing inch. But he stopped about halfway fucking me with the tip. No matter how much I rocked my hips, he wouldn’t give it to me, not until I locked my heels around his ass and pulled him toward me. His cock plunged into my depths, filling me up so tight that I wanted to come right then and there and I would have to if he hadn’t pulled away again.

The teasing was edging me so good, but then he finally gave me what I needed and when I did come, my toes curled, and his name fell from my lips like a prayer.

“That’s right, come for me, baby girl. Work my cock so good.” He gripped my ass and moved me against him, the heat building between my legs as the friction built. “I’m going to come, baby. I’m going to give you just what you want.” He worked his hips in a frenzy of power and force, and all I could do was let the waves of my release milk his cock as he poured into me.

He pounded it in and didn’t stop until another orgasm rolled through me and I’d collapsed against the bed. He was so good to me, and I wanted to cry for joy that he was so willing to give me what I wanted.

I spent the rest of that night curled up tight against him, and we’d had a few more hot sessions through the weekend when we weren’t enjoying family time with Blythe.

Once we put her to bed on Sunday, I went to draw a bath and added extra bubbles hoping he’d join me. He didn’t let me down. He never did.

“I know there’s room in there for me. Let me bathe you.” He stepped into the tub and settled down behind me.

“I was hoping you’d like this.” I settled by ass in between his legs, feeling his thick erection at the top of my crack and rigid against my back. He was hard and ready, but he took a moment to wash my breasts and across my tummy before going down between my legs. He paid special attention to that part of me, and I was grinding into his hand before he was done.

“Are you nervous about tomorrow?” I had my appointment bright and early.

“Not really. I’m more concerned at how long it will take to get my hormones back to normal, so I can get pregnant.”

He flattened his hand against my tummy. “I bet it won’t take long, but in the meantime, we’ll have lots of fun.”

I snaked my hand behind me and stroked his length until he moaned. He lifted my bottom up and placed me on his cock, centering himself and slowly easing me down. I ground against him and soon enough he was pounding me deeply, the head of his cock working hard against my little tender spot that gave me the most pleasure.

When we were done he lifted me up, but my knees buckled as he dried me off. He carefully carried me out of the bath on wet feet and then placed me on the bed where he tucked me in.

The next morning, after getting Blythe to school, he drove me to Dr. Greene’s office. I signed in, and soon we were called back.

Dr. Greene came into the office to greet us and since he and Evan were old friends he made us feel right at home. “I’m still waiting for my nurse to bring me your lab results. We’re moving slowly here first thing in the morning.” He and Evan let out a chuckle, and I was sure Evan could relate. I smiled at the two and then tensed when their eyes found me.

Dr. Greene pulled up his stool and sat in front of me. “So you did the Ortho-Nouveau last year, I hear that’s been really effective for most, are you two looking to have it reinserted?” He kept his eyes on me most of the time but cut his friend and colleague a glance now and then.

“Actually, we’re hoping to get pregnant soon. I was wondering if there is a way to find out how much of the drug remains.” I crossed my fingers that it wasn’t much, but Dr. Greene had me lay back so he could check the device.

I had already had to put on one of those itchy paper gowns, and so I was really embarrassed considering he knew my husband and was a good friend. The two would certainly have more in common than golf after he’d seen me naked too.

I lay back, and he pressed his hand against my hip, warning me first of where his hands were going. “Just going to press the area a bit to assess it’s still in place and how big it is. The tend to get smaller through time, but not always. His hands were cold and rough, and I knew that he could see everything. Evan’s hand patted mine for reassurance, and then the nurse knocked on the door before entering.

“Here’s what you requested.”

“If you don’t mind, Dr. Black.” Dr. Greene gave Evan a look hoping he’d lend a hand and of course Evan obliged, taking the papers and placing them on the top of my folder face-down out of respect.

Dr. Greene pressed around the area and then turned away to jot something down in my chart. “Everything seems to be in place, and these papers will tell us the effectiveness.” He pulled my gown down to give me my privacy and Evan helped me sit up as the other doctor looked at my bloodwork.

“Well, I can tell you how effective the Ortho-Nouveau you have is still.” He glanced at Evan. “Are you two absolutely sure you want to be parents again? Something about his question confused me, and I wondered if it was because he’d seen the levels and they were too high for conception.

I saw my dream of the perfect family, the image I’d always wanted with a loving husband and a boy and a girl slipping away.

“Of course we’re sure.” Evan put his arm around me, and Dr. Greene gave us a warm smile.

“Well, that’s wonderful. Congratulations, you’re pregnant.” He put out his hand, and Evan’s eyes widened.

“She’s pregnant? So, the drug didn’t even last a full year?” Evan hugged me, and I was still in shock.

“Well, we’ll have a better idea with that once I figure out how far along she is.” He turned to me, and I was still in shock. I’d wanted to try, and now I was. Like our marriage, it had all happened so fast. “When was your last cycle?”

I thought about it and shrugged. “I don’t remember, but I didn’t think I was late.”

“No worries. I’m going to have you lay back, and I’ll examine you. I should be able to get you close enough.” He turned to his counter as Evan helped me lay down and kissed my mouth.

“I’m so happy,” he whispered against my cheek.

It didn’t take Dr. Green long to determine I was about eight weeks along, which after some deliberation from me and Evan, we’d realized was probably spot on, but he went ahead and scheduled an ultrasound to make sure.

When we got to the car, he walked around and opened my door, and it occurred to me that I was going to have his baby. We were on our way to our perfect family, and even if it wasn’t a boy and we had given Blythe a baby sister, I’d be happy.

Once he got us lined out on the highway, he reached over and took my hand. “I can’t wait to get home and tell Blythe about the baby.”

“Lucinda is going to be excited too. She told me once she hated that she missed out on Blythe being a baby. I’ve always felt the same way. Can you imagine us together with a baby?” I sat back in my seat and sighed.

“I’ve been thinking about it since you told me that’s what you wanted. I can’t believe it’s all happening for us. I love you, little Mama.” He pulled my hand up to his mouth, and I smiled so wide it forced the tears from my eyes.

“I love you too, Daddy.”

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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 then 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.

I came so hard that I knew it would be a moment before I could do it again. When she looked up at me behind those large, nerdy glasses of hers and said that she needed more, I wasn’t sure I was up to the challenge, but I couldn’t let her go hungry. I’d promised her that if she had a need, I’d help her through it.

“Tell me what you need, baby,” I whispered in her ear as I snuggled her close.

“I need your cock.” She reached for me, and I pulled her hand away.

“I’ve got a better idea.” I gave her a kiss and slid down kissing my way as I went, across her breasts, over her tummy and to that slick sex of hers.

Seeing that bare pussy had been such a surprise and it turned me on so much more than I’d ever imagined. I was determined she’d stay that way even if I had to foot the bill for her wax jobs.

I lapped against her bare flesh and then slipped my tongue against her tight bud, sucking and nipping. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her hips grinding forward. I knew she needed something inside that hungry pussy of hers so I inserted two fingers, knowing one wouldn’t do.

She cried out, and I knew I’d have to show some mercy sooner or later, but only when she did. As long as she was begging for it and I didn’t think she was in any danger, I’d keep satisfying her cravings and mine.

She shifted on the bed making her way to my cock, and then before I could help her along, she shifted above me, and I fell back as she straddled my face. Her mouth wrapped around my cock, and she sucked it so hard it stiffened the rest of the way in her throat. She seemed to spasm atop me and pulled away to catch her breath all the while wiggling on my face.

She had woken the beast, and now she’d have to give me more. I thrust my hips upward, fucking her mouth as I feasted on her, hoping she was ready.

She was so petite I manhandled her, scooping her up, her legs going up in the air as I held her against me thrusting my hips while I stayed buried in her pussy. She moaned and then squealed as I turned her around and tossed her to the bed. She started to crawl away, but I pulled her hips back toward me.

“No, you wanted more, baby, you got it.” She giggled as I pulled her closer and buried my cock deep in one heaving thrust. She was so fucking warm and wet, and my dick felt like it was home as she milked it.

I didn’t know how long her hormones would be out of whack, but I was going to fuck her for all she was worth.

I gripped her ass and let my thumb push inside her hole which had tightened up since I’d been inside it. I considered putting the plug back in, shoving it in hard and fast to make her cry out, but I didn’t want to hurt her. I only wanted her pleasure, no matter how sadistic my thoughts.

She was going to be my little ragdoll, and I was going to have so much fun training her to things she’d never experienced.

She’d told me that she’d sucked a few cocks before, but nothing too hot and heavy, and though I could tell by her awkward fumbling that she was new to the experience, it was hotter than anything I’d ever experienced.

I worked her little hole over for another good hour, but the second come always took a bit of work. She’d learn. She’d learn it all.

She came alive beneath me all of a sudden as another wave of ecstasy washed over her and her walls pulsed out another release.

I got lost in how good it felt when she came, how her tight little slit milked my cock.

“Please, I want to taste you,” she moaned.

I waited until she was done pulsing on my cock to pull it out and with new found energy she lifted up on her knees and spun around. Her mouth wrapped around my cock, and I pushed into her throat causing her to choke. Her eyes watered and I pushed relentlessly against her, but she stroked my base and balls and worked through it like a pro.

“I’m so proud of you, baby. You’re so good to me.” And she was too. I edged my release for a good half hour more and finally took mercy on her when I could tell her jaw was getting tired. She worked me much slower, but it felt amazing.

I slowly pushed in and out, her eyes staring up to meet mine with a lazy stare. And when I warned her what was coming her greed took over, and she pumped my base, taking my heavy spurts in the back of her mouth and gulping them down. She held it in until every last drop was finished and then pulled away with a lazy smile.

“I’m so sleepy.”

“I bet, angel. You worked hard for it.” I kissed her forehead and tucked us both down into the bed, pulling the covers up over her shoulder and stroking her hair.

She was asleep in minutes, but I lay there a while just staring and knowing that I never wanted to be without her.

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