Her Old-Fashioned Doctor (8 page)

“Mm. It hurts, but only a little. It feels… different. A little, um, pleasurable, I guess.”

A dark smile crept across his face. Her admission that she found even the slightest bit of pleasure in having her bottom hole filled up by him stroked his ego and propelled his need for her higher. “Now, I want you to clench down around my finger as hard as you can, Melissa. Clench for a moment and then relax that naughty hole of yours.”

“O-okay.” She started to grimace but a blissful look soon replaced it. She tightened around his digit once, relaxing her body a second later.

“Good girl. Now again, clench and relax.”

She obeyed, clamping down on his finger. He guided her through all ten clenches, praising her after each one.

“Those were excellent, Melissa.” He removed his gloves and pressed a fresh towel to her bottom, cleaning the lubrication from between her cheeks. “You have a very strong anal tone, but you are very tight and will need lots of training if you’re ever to accept a cock there.”

She turned on her side and peered at him, her face flushed prettily and her lips still swollen from his kisses. “Are you going to fuck me in the ass, John?”

Her question froze him in place, and his desire for her increased exponentially. His hands curled into fists at his side as he fought the urge to take her roughly right there in the room. But reason surfaced above his lust-filled thoughts, and he didn’t act upon his primal impulse. Though he’d enjoyed inspecting Melissa and making her come on the table, he wanted their first time together to have more meaning to them both. He approached her and cupped her face, and the longing in her eyes nearly caused him to falter in his resolve to take her home and fuck her properly in his bed. The scent of her shampoo, or maybe it was a hint of floral perfume, drew him in closer.

“I am going to take you home and carry you to my bed, young lady, and fuck you harder and longer than you’ve ever been fucked in your whole life. Maybe I’ll fuck your ass, or maybe I’ll fuck your pussy, or just maybe I’ll fuck both of your tight little holes. But you’re going to be a good girl and take whatever I give you, is that understood?”

She bit her lip and nodded, her eyes wide and startled. She squirmed on the table and clamped her legs together. An errant strand of hair fell across her face, and he brushed it behind her ear and stared at her one last time before lifting her from the table.

“Put your clothes back on. No panties.”

She slipped her dress on under his watchful gaze and grasped her panties, looking unsure. He snatched them from her hand and stuck them in his pocket. He took a minute to set the room to rights before guiding her out into the waiting area, flicking off lights as they made their way outside into the warm night air. The buzzing of insects surrounded them, and even though they were in town he felt as if they were the last two people on Earth. There were no cars on the street and only a few houses were illuminated. Amy Lou’s Diner rested at the end of the street, still all lit up even though not a single car was parked in the lot.

John wrapped an arm around Melissa and led her to his truck. He opened the door and reached across her to buckle her in, kissing her forehead once he got her situated.

“Thank you, sir,” she said, her tone so sweet he felt a pang of remorse for all the wicked things he had put her through.

He reminded himself that she liked the experience, otherwise she wouldn’t have become so wet as to leave evidence of her arousal coating the paper on the table. Her clit had been large, red, and pulsing under his fingertips, and her soft whimpers and moans a testament to her satisfaction. The way she’d lifted her hips eagerly and came hard upon his hand had been telling too. She’d wanted to come a second time, but he’d denied her the release, wanting her to be hot and ready and aching for him when he carried her to his bed.

“Lace your fingers together behind your head,” he said once he got behind the wheel. “Good girl. Now spread your legs as wide as you can. I don’t want you trying to relieve yourself during the ride home.”

She gave him a stricken look. “But sir, please.” Her lower lip started to tremble and she immediately bit it. She was panting, her demeanor desperate, as if she were a few bumps in the road away from achieving a precious release.

He pinned her with a stern glance. “Spread your legs apart as wide as you can, Melissa, or once we arrive home my first order of business will be to spank your pussy lips.”

Her legs shot apart and she stared straight ahead, keeping her hands behind her head. John started the truck and drove out of town, anxious to get home as quickly as possible. A few minutes later, he parked in front of his cabin, his senses thrumming with anticipation. Melissa was about to become his in every possible way.

He turned to her and slid a hand up her dress, tracing her pussy lips as she remained in position. “Stay like that until I come around to get you out,” he said. “If you move a muscle, I will smack your pussy lips until they’re as red as your punished bottom.”

Chapter Six

The instant Melissa got out of the car, John scooped her up with a growl that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand straight up. She shivered and clung to him, seeking his comfort even though he’d spent the last hour tormenting her in the most delicious ways. He strode toward the cabin, carrying her as if she weighed nothing. The reminder of his physical strength sent a wave of pulsing heat to her pussy. He could do whatever he wanted to her tonight, and she wouldn’t be able to stop him. But she wasn’t scared. She trusted him with her whole heart, this handsome and generous doctor she’d met but two days ago.

He carried her into the house and headed directly for his bedroom, his footsteps steady and fast. He flicked a switch that turned on a lamp beside his bed as they entered his personal domain.

Anticipation welled up within her. She knew he didn’t intend to harm her, but that didn’t mean he’d be gentle. He laid her on his bed and opened the window, and a warm but refreshing breeze caressed her face and ruffled her hair. The sound of nighttime insects spilled inside. She sat up on her elbows and gazed at him, marveling at how his muscles rippled underneath his shirt with his every little movement. She licked her lips and her pulse commenced racing.

“You look beautiful,” John said, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a broad, tan chest. He removed the garment and tossed it aside, then crossed his arms over that gorgeous chest she couldn’t stop staring at. “You have two seconds to remove your dress, Melissa, or I’ll rip it off you.”

She gasped in air and fumbled to pull her dress off, clumsily drawing it over her head. She threw it to the floor and flushed as she met his dark gaze. An approving nod was his only response, and she felt her tummy flutter uncontrollably as he began unbuckling his belt. The thick leather length made her squirm. Would he punish her with the belt if she was especially naughty? Her bottom tingled at the thought, but those thoughts soon vanished at the sight of John removing his pants and boxers. His huge, thick, ready cock sprang out. She gulped at the size of him, wondering if she’d be able to take in his massive girth and length.

He approached the foot of the bed and crawled on top of her. Her heart hammered and her mouth went dry. Heat coiled within her, a pleasurable tight ball that increased with each second as his warm flesh pressed to hers, and she groaned when he sought out a nipple to tease with his hot tongue. Teeth grazed overtop her stiff peak, and she writhed underneath him, arching her hips and begging to be taken. Fuck the foreplay, she wanted him now.

“Please,” she begged. “Please take me now, John.”

The vibration of his chuckle rippled through her breast and spread throughout her quivering body. Damn him. He meant to torture her forever.

She moaned as he pinched her other breast while continuing to suckle on her stiff peak, each nip of his teeth sending a tug of pleasure straight to her clit. He pulled back and stared into her eyes, and his warm gaze caught her off guard. “You aren’t allowed to run away after this, young lady. No flitting off to Florida or New York, at least not without the promise that I’ll see you again soon. I want to hear you promise.” His hand delved between her thighs and stroked her pussy lips, teasing her entrance and tormenting her protruding clit with feather soft touches.

“I-I promise!” She’d promise to carry his babies if only he’d press that huge cock of his into her center and give her the long, hard fucking she craved.

He kissed her then, slow and sensual at first before becoming more demanding and thrusting his tongue deep to tangle with hers. She groaned into his mouth, lost in the wonderful eroticism of the moment. Bombs could’ve detonated right outside the open window and she wouldn’t have known, she was so lost in John and all the intense, surreal feelings he stirred within her.

He stuck a finger into her pussy and she tensed and clamped her thighs together over his hand, groaning at the pressure winding up in her center. God, she was so close, so ready to shatter and she’d only been lying in his bed for a few short minutes. He moved from her mouth and trailed kisses down her neck, occasionally grazing her flesh with his teeth. She tilted her head to the side to give him better access, enjoying each kiss and nibble as he worked his way south, down her chest to her nipples again. He paid thorough attention to each erect peak, running his tongue over her sensitive buds before peppering kisses upon her stomach.

A deep yearning overcame her, and she thrashed her head around and reached for him, running her hands through his hair. She lifted her hips and her center met with his mouth suddenly, and the first meeting of his tongue to her clit caused her to call out her pleasure. He splayed her lips apart with his fingers and focused on her swollen nubbin, circling it with slow and precise licks that drove her wild. Too soon he stopped and came to settle atop her, but she soon forgave the loss of his tongue on her nether parts when his cock prodded her slick center.

Arching her center up, she attempted to entice his entrance, but he paused with his hard length resting just outside her pussy. His eyes blazed with passion and he pinned her wrists above her head, releasing a feral growl that prompted a wave of lust tinged with fear to undulate throughout her aching core.

He lowered his head until his nose nearly touched hers. “Ask me to fuck your tight little pussy, Melissa. You’d better say please too, or I might decide to pound into your ass instead to teach you some manners.”

She shook and a whimper escaped her at his threat. “Oh, please. Please, sir, will you fuck m-my tight li-little pussy?” She trembled and waited. Heat lightning flashed outside, adding an extra air of tension to the moment. If he didn’t think her request was polite enough, she had no doubt he’d decide to teach her a lesson by fucking her ass. The idea of him pounding his cock into her bottom for discipline left her breathless with a curious longing for an act she knew would cause her pain.

He tightened his grip on her wrists and surged inside her pussy. She gasped at the sudden fullness, all the air leaving her chest in the wake of his entrance. Breathing deep, she tried to recover, only for John to withdraw partially and thrust into her again, a ruthless thrust that stretched her even farther. She wasn’t very experienced, having known no other man than Steven, but she sensed John was much larger than the average man. Pressing her eyes shut, she allowed the sensation of his thickness and length to wash over her, and gradually her body stretched to accommodate his generous size.

The heat lightning flashed intermittently and the sounds of the night became a backdrop against their panting, moaning, and the slapping of flesh against flesh. Just as she’d suspected, he wasn’t gentle in the least. He fucked her, truly fucked her, and the headboard rocked into the wall with his quick and rough pounding. A ball of tension formed in her lower belly, and she met his thrusts as best she could.

“I think I’ll keep you here forever, Melissa. I’ll tie you to the bed and keep you as my naughty little fuck toy.” His coarse words entranced her, and she liked the thought of being kept safe in his cabin, and of being used for his pleasure. As tremors rocked through her in waves she pretended she didn’t have any other plans or ambitions beyond this peaceful country town. John made her feel more alive than she’d ever felt before, and she vowed to see her relationship with him through, to see where it might lead. Even if it ended badly, at least she’d walk away from it having tried something new and wonderful for a change. No more submitting to the boring path in life her family and peers expected her to travel. She was her own woman, and now that she’d realized it, no one, not even Steven or her parents, could take her newfound independence away from her.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he thrust into her deeper than before. Each plunge brought her nearer to the stars, nearer to the heaven that awaited her on the other side. Her eyes fluttered shut as spots dotted her vision. But John grasped the side of her face, forcing her to meet his gaze.

“Look at me when you come, Melissa. I want to see you find your pleasure.”

She struggled to keep her eyes open, but she managed to stare into his gorgeous dark orbs, thinking that she could spend the rest of her life looking into those eyes. Except that was silly. Who falls in love and starts planning their new future in mere days? She shook the thoughts away and concentrated on his voice, his touch, and the pounding in her pussy. He fucked her mercilessly, with so much force and with such an intense expression that at times she felt as if he was punishing her for some misdeed. Of course this thought only deepened her arousal, and she felt herself gushing moisture around his thick, hard cock.

An array of colors exploded and she was hopelessly lost, hurled off the cliff and into oblivion as pleasure rolled through her in sharp waves.

“Good girl.” He offered her praises as she came around his cock, making her heart swell even in the midst of her state of mindless lust.