Page 26 of Possessive Doctor

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AMY

As the weeks pass, I become physically stronger and more of my memories come back to me every day.

I’ve had a couple of follow-up check-ups and all my doctors have given me a clean bill of health. With the all-clear in place, Andrew and I start working out together in the gym and the bedroom. He definitely wasn’t joking when he said he’d fuck me every day.

Not that I’m complaining.

“I don’t think I’ve ever sweat this much in my life,” I tell Andrew as we come home from our workout.

“You weren’t an athlete in school?”

“I was a couch potato and still would be if you’d buy me a box of donuts and a bag of chips.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Oh, but it’s true. I promise you.”

We toss our gym bags on the bed, and Andrew starts the water in the shower.

“We have to shower together, baby girl. Your appointment with the attorney is in two hours.”

“So, that’s your excuse?”

“I don’t need an excuse. What I say goes, remember?” With a smirk, he grabs me by the waist and lifts my shirt over my head. I spin around and playfully cover my breasts with my hands. He pries them away and replaces them with his own while I slide his shorts down to his feet.

His thick girth never fails to amaze me.

I watch as the warm water cascades through his hair and down his chest before splashing against his now-erect penis. I look down at it and consider how far we’ve come. I’m no longer uncomfortable with him seeing my body, and I love that we’ve been experimenting with different sexual positions now that I’m healed.

But there’s one thing I still haven’t tried. It’s time for me to know what it’s all about so I place my hands on his hips and ease my way down onto my knees. He looks down at me with a gleam in his eyes and a little smirk on his lips.

“What are you doing down there, princess?” he asks me, voice husky with desire.

I maintain eye contact with him as I take the tip of his cock between my lips and hold it there. He reaches down and places his hand on the back of my head.

“Relax your jaw. If you’re gonna do it, you’re gonna learn how to do it right.”

I unclench my jaw, and he uses his hand to push my head forward, making my lips glide further down his shaft. I feel the tip at the back of my throat and fight back the urge to choke as tears begin to form in my eyes.

He fills my mouth and holds steady until my gagging reflex subsides then begins slowly retracting and thrusting himself in and out of my mouth. His length and girth are stretching my mouth to the limit, but the way his face changes has me dripping. I do this to him.

“Look at me,” he scolds me, “and relax.”

I look up at him and see the expression of pure ecstasy on his face. He’s loving this, and I’m loving the fact that I can make him feel this way. I tilt my head, allowing him to go deeper with his thrusts.

He’s gentle with me at first, but as his passions rise, he digs his fingers into my skull and rams his hips forward with quick, deep thrusts. I feel wild and naughty letting him use me this way. So wild and naughty that my pussy pulses with need.

He lifts me to my feet and shoves me against the shower wall. He slaps my slippery ass hard and says, “Bend over.”

I do as I’m told and am swiftly rewarded with the sensation of his cock inside me. He takes me in hard, determined thrusts that push me to the edge quickly. My cries send him reeling, and he digs his fingers into my asscheeks, burying himself deep inside me for his final release.

Still inside me, he presses his body against mine and says, “That was nice, princess. We’ll have to do that again later.”

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“I’ve never beento a lawyer’s office before. How am I supposed to dress for this?” I ask Andrew as I survey my wardrobe choices.

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