Page 11 of Doctor Daddy Dilemma

“Oh God, oh my God.” I clenched around his fingers and ground my core against his face, feeling his stubble scraping along my tender flesh, but it pushed me right to the edge.

“Mmm, you taste so delicious, Charlie. But I want it from those pretty lips. Tell me how much you need me inside you.” His words were punctuated by each flick of his tongue against my hardened nub. I couldn’t stop a whimper as he pulled back the barest of inches, leaving me aching and desperate for more.

“I…need… I-I need your cock inside me, Lex. Please, please I can’t take it anymore.” The words spilled out of me in pants and gasps as he continued to tease me with his actions.

As his lips formed a tight seal around my throbbing clit, a wave of pleasure crashed over me without warning. My body contorted and rolled like an untamed ocean under his eager hands, desperate for more of the delicious sensations he was coaxing from me. I writhed and thrashed so wildly that he had to pin me down with his strong, firm grip. The spasms and convulsions were so intense that all conscious thought escaped me; every breath became a gasp as I surrendered completely to the overwhelming ecstasy. I couldn’t even form coherent words or moans, but it didn’t matter—my body spoke volumes, screaming out its satisfaction to anyone within earshot.

“Oh wow,” I breathed as soon as my lungs inflated, but he didn’t stop. His hungry mouth continued to devour me, lick after tormenting lick. Pushing on his head, I curled my torso upward and laced my hands through those luscious blond locks, and he growled against my skin. He wasn’t done, and I didn’t want it to end.

My voice was reduced to a strangled cry as the waves of pleasure crashed over me. His skilled mouth continued to suck and tease, sending me spiraling towards yet another orgasmic peak. My body trembled and convulsed around him, helpless in the throes of ecstasy. “Oh God, I’m going to come again… Lex,” I screamed, my words punctuated by gasps and moans. It felt like every nerve ending in my body was on fire as he pleasured me beyond belief.

My thighs gripped his head, but still he didn’t stop. He was a god, and I was his subject, humbled before his mighty touch and compelled to worship him by allowing him unfettered access to my body. The ripples of pleasure drowned me and brought me back to life, then plunged me to the depths of ecstasy again, and when I surfaced I found my voice.

“Lex, stop…stop, I can’t…” I panted. “I can’t take much more.”

He pulled away, his lips a swollen shade of red and glistening with my arousal. “Not done,” he countered, his voice hoarse. Lex leaned over me and I collapsed onto the bed as he reached into the nightstand. I didn’t give it a moment’s thought that he had condoms there, but I was grateful he intended to use one. He tore open the foil package and rolled it on, and all I could think was how spent my body was. I grunted as he smirked at me and stroked himself a few times.

Grasping my thighs, he settled between my trembling legs and positioned himself at my entrance, the head of him pressing against my slick folds. “Tell me what you want one more time, Charlie.” He thrust in a centimeter, and I felt myself stretching around him, needing more and yet overwhelmed by the sensations already coursing through me.

“I want…I…please Lex,” I moaned as he began to fill me inch by agonizing inch. His eyes never left mine as he claimed every millimeter of me.

“Say it, baby.” His voice was a growl that sent goosebumps down my spine.

“I want…I want you… Lex…I want you inside me,” I moaned, arching my hips to take more of him as the haze of pleasure from my orgasm began to recede, and lust replaced it.

“That’s my girl,” he grunted as he sank in to the hilt and my body accepted him with a welcoming heat. My walls clamped down on him, as though begging him to never leave.

His hands gripped my thighs, holding me steady as he began to move, slow at first and then picking up speed with every thrust. The bed creaking in time with our frenzied passion, the sound mingling with our moans and pants. “You feel so good, baby.” He growled and I could only nod my agreement.

His thrusts were deep and punishing, driving me to the edge of insanity. His eyes locked with mine, as if he could see into my soul, plunder every secret I thought I’d ever had. He knew I was close again, and he was relentless, pistoning in and out of me, his body a hot brand against mine.

“Come with me, Charlie,” he growled, his voice guttural and sexy as hell.

In response, I arched my hips to meet his rhythm, feeling that familiar coil tightening in my belly once more. “Lex…oh God… I…” The words came out in a moan as my third orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave and he went rigid above me, emptying himself into the sleeve with a strangled cry.

As our breathing slowed, we clung to each other, sweat-soaked and panting. The release had been mind-blowing, and I couldn’t believe that just moments ago I’d been anything but on fire for him.

“That…” I began, but the words were lost as he kissed me softly on the lips, stealing my praise for his service to me tonight. I didn’t know what to say when he pulled away, then out of me. The void he left drew a whine from my lips, but I couldn’t move or think. I was weak and lethargic. The swirl of alcohol met the giddiness of afterglow, and I lay there watching him discard the used condom and find his clothing. I heard knocking on the door, but still, I didn’t move.

“Hey, uh…Lex, Myra’s chucking on your deck, man. You better come out here.” The male voice from the other side of the door made Lex scowl, but he winked at me and walked out as he finished tying his tie.

I collected myself and cleaned up, then got dressed and found my purse, discarded in the heat of the moment. Then I made my way back to the deck on wobbly legs, weak from orgasm and drink. There was someone cleaning up what I could only assume was the vomit announced by that male voice, and Lex had a drink in hand. I walked toward him and stood next to him as the others told jokes.

His hand was no longer in the small of my back, and the scent of my sex lingered on his face, though I didn’t have to get close to him to smell it. His demeanor from earlier in the evening—that possessive way he handled me—was gone, replaced with a much more relaxed posture and smile.

If I was just another notch in his belt, so be it. Sex that hot was meant to be enjoyed, and while I was no player, I didn’t mind enjoying it—again and again if necessary. I just had to remind my heart not to get attached. It could all end badly.

8

LEX

Isat in my desk chair staring out the window looking at the bay, but my mind wasn’t on the water. Just one glimpse of the tiny whitecaps frothing on the choppy waters reminded me of Friday evening on my yacht with Charlie, and what a good time we had. And it wasn’t just the sex either, although that was incredible and I’d do it again in a heartbeat. My mind was on what transpired after that; when we left that bedroom and Charlie joined me on the deck acting like nothing even happened.

I saw the looks my guests gave us, and while a few of them pulled me to the side and whispered “at a boy,” a few of them were bolder with their jokes and insinuations. Charlie smiled through it all, allowing the comments to roll off her like water off a duck’s back, and that turned me on even more than that dress she’d been wearing.

I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Every spare second of my day, any time there was a lull between patients, or I found myself with a few moments to think, she was on my mind. She ticked off every single thing I’d ever looked for in a woman. I saw myself having a long-term relationship with her, which sort of scared me. Because every woman I’d been with—even the ones who didn’t tick all my boxes—walked away before I had a chance.

Maybe I was crazy because Charlie was just in this for a story and not for me, but I felt like there was a bit of magic between us. A magic I’d like to explore and investigate a bit further. I fingered my phone through the thin fabric of my slacks and wondered what she was up to. We didn’t have anything on the calendar for her to return for another interview, but she didn’t have to come solely for that purpose.

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