Oh God, he's already lifting me off his cock, I mean instrument, and panic flares inside of me. It really does still hurt like hell, and won't it hurt even more if he starts moving now?
"Wait, please—-"
But it's already too late.
He's already pulling me back down, and all I can do is moan because yes, oh God yes, the treatmenthasbegun, and while the pain still makes me faint, there's also pleasure swelling from his every thrust, and God, oh God—-
Who knew doctors could fuck so, so unbelievably good like this?
Or maybe I should've expected this, since no one knows the human body better than doctors do?
Oh God, I really don't know, and honestly, I really don't care either.
All I know right now is that the way he's fucking me with his cock, which really does feel like thirteen freaking inches long, is making me feel impossibly delirious, and with only just a couple of thrusts he already has me clawing his back and riding his "instrument" like a cowgirl while I chant his two favorite words over and over and over.
"Yes, Doctor, yes, yes, oh God, yes, Doctor!"
I hear him groan just before he completely takes over, and my head starts to spin as he has me bouncing up and down harder and faster on his rigid member.
A part of me is still reeling from the fact that it's just my first time, and we're already fucking so wildly like this.
If this is how he is with a virgin, then how much rougher can he get once—-
RIIIIIIIIIIING.
Did I just imagine that?
RIIIIIIIIIIING.
Doctor Somebody groans. "Fuck, that's my work phone. I need to answer it."
Seriously?
But he's already pulling out of me, and I can only bite back a cry of protest as he removes me from his lap before getting back to his feet.
I want him so, so bad, it takes everything not to writhe and moan as I watch him retrieve his phone from the bedside drawer.
Hurry, please, please—-
He walks back to me with his phone in hand, and before I can figure out what he's doing—-
Aaah!
I fall flat on my back as he yanks me to the edge of the bed, and his cock surges back into my sobbing pussy.
"Oh my Go—-"
A hand clamps over my mouth just as he starts thrusting in and out of me.
"Don't make any noise," Dr. Somebody warns, "and keep still."
What?
I hear him answer his call just as he frees my mouth. "What is it?"
Oh God, I can't do this.
"Subacute subdural hematoma, isn't it?"