Sinful Doctor: Sinful Reads

Smiling when I put the phone down, I nod towards Lara, the receptionist, and walk into my office. Little does Harper know I will be around for a lot longer. I closed on the deal the day she walked into my office and have taken over this practice from Doctor Morgan. It was meant to be.

I didn’t need to see her, nothing was wrong, but I had to see her.

I have not been able to stop thinking about her, all of her, her eyes, her lips, her fingers, her thighs, her pretty little cunt that made a mess all over my fingers.

I am desperate to have her on my tongue, my lips, my fingers, my dick.

Fuck.

Running my fingers through my hair, I feel uptight.

I have dinner with my fucktard of a brother tonight and I could really do without it.

We have never seen eye to eye, but since what he has done to Harper… well, he has gone down in my books by a lot.

Turning my wrist to face me, it’s just before two.

I am counting down the seconds until she is here.

Wild red hair, beautiful, tanned skin and glorious emerald, green eyes that I am so fucking desperate to see glisten as I take orgasm after orgasm from her.

A soft knock on the door has me standing up from my desk. Shrugging my doctor’s coat off, I let it hang over the back of the chair and stride towards the door, opening it with a smile when I see her standing there.

Fingers locked in front of her, wild eyes burning into my soul, wearing a cropped cream tee and a short denim skirt and her red hair in soft curls down her back.

Fuck.

“Come in,” I smile and lead her to the couch.

“So this is your office?” she looks around the large space. Floor to ceiling windows overlooking the quaint tree lined streets of the city, the sun streaming through.

“It is,” I roll my shirt sleeves up and button them in place just as I sink my hands into my pockets. “Lara?” I call out as she stands at the door waiting, “please make sure I am not disturbed and my calendar is cleared.” I give a firm nod and she meets me with her own before closing the door and I see the way Harper shrinks back.

“Hey,” I say softly, stepping towards her so we’re toe to toe, “no need to be nervous, this is just a… get to know you kind of meeting.”

“You kind of got to know me last week,” her cheeks turn pink and I smirk.

“But Harper…” I lean my lips closer to hers, “I really want to get to know you,” and I hear her breath hitch at the back of her throat.

“Seb,” she whispers and fuck, no one calls me Seb. I don’t usually like it but the way it sounds falling from her lips? Heavenly.

“I know this isn’t unrequited feelings,” my lips brush against hers, “I know you feel the same way…” I trail off, eyes not leaving hers.

“I was in love with your brother,” her voice is barely audible as she steps back and puts a small space between us.

“So you never thought about me?” I fight the urge to smash my lips into hers, it’s inevitable… but I wait. I can be patient.

Her cheeks flame red and I know she has just given herself away.

“Tell me, Red, tell me how you thought about me… was it with your fingers…” my fingers brush delicately across the tips of hers, “was it when his mouth was on yours?” I glide them up ever so softly and brush them across her bottom lip. “Or…” I pause, “was it when he was with you… did you fantasize about me fucking you Harper? Did you secretly wish it was me?”

Her lips part, eyes all hazy as her head falls back, my thumb slipping past her lips and into her hot, wet mouth.

“Tell me Harper, I can’t stand not knowing…”

“Always,” she whispers as my wet thumb pad drags her bottom lip down and I smirk, a deep dimple presenting itself as I do.

“You could have had me whenever you wanted to… I always wanted you.”

“You’re too old for me,” I see the playful glint that flashes through her eyes.

“You’re twenty-five… I’m thirty-five… hardly too old for you Harper,” and my voice is low.

Her breath shudders as my thumb moves from her lips, but my hand skims up the side of her face as I cup it.

“Let me have you Harper, even if it’s just once… you have plagued my mind from the moment your sweet cunt made a mess over my fingers… I know you have thought about it too…”

Her eyes widen.

“I had to restrain myself from diving between your legs and eating your pussy Harper. Then, once I was satisfied and you were coating my tongue, I would have fucked you hard and slow, showing you just how much I wanted you.”

Her body trembles at my words.

“Let me, please.”

Her eyes volley back and forth.

“I’m seeing Sloane tonight,” she whispers softly.

“And just think how powerful you will feel knowing I have filled your pretty pussy with my cum whilst you stand and listen to the lame excuses he gives you.”

There is no way in hell I am letting her know I’ll be there tonight, because if I have my way, I’ll be sneaking her off at any given chance and fucking her in hopes Sloane catches me.

“Tell me yes, baby, let me have you, just…” I lower my lips to hers, “this…” she kisses me back, “once.” My tongue sweeps over hers and her arms are around my neck.

“You’re a good girl,” I moan into her mouth before I kiss her again just as her back hits the wall.

And this time, I am going to enjoy every minute with her.

My fingers skim under the hem of her cropped tee as I break away from her and lift it over her head, my eyes falling to her chest and my lips dust across her jaw, her neck, her collar bone before I scoop her free tit into my mouth, swirling my tongue around her nipple and sucking her into my mouth.

“No bra?” I rasp against her skin. “Fuck.”

She moans, her hands are in my hair and my greedy fingers are unbuttoning her short denim skirt.

She pushes it down and lets it fall to the floor and I take a step back to just admire her, and fuck she is so hot.

“How have I stayed away from you this long?” I murmur as my eyes sink to her pantie covered pussy, my fingers teasing at the edge of her panties and she gasps.

Edging closer to her, my lips press to the shell of her ear.

“How many others have you been with?”

I have no idea why I am asking her this, but I feel possessive and want to know how many times I need to fuck her until I feel that every single person is out of her system.

“Only Sloane,” she whispers and I smile against her ear.

“I wish I was your first, wish it was only my cock that had fucked you, only my cock that you come over, only my fingers, my tongue…” I groan as I lift her leg over my hip as my finger slips deep inside of her soaked little cunt. “I will fuck you so all you remember is me, you’re mine from this moment on Harper, only mine.”

Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I curl mine and rub against her g-spot.

“So responsive,” I murmur against her lips as I watch her, eyes all glassy, lips parting as I bring her closer to her orgasm but just when I feel her cunt tighten around me, I slip out of her, before I am on my knees.

Hands on her hips, nose buried into her panties as I inhale her scent.

“Take them off,” I groan against her, famished for her.

She does as I say, letting her panties slip down her long legs.

Looking up at her through my lashes, I give her a slow wink, but her facial expression has me falling back onto my knees, brows furrowed.

“Baby…” it fell off my tongue a little too easy, “what is it?”

“I’ve never… he never…” she pauses, her cheeks turning red, “this, what you’re about to do,” and a low growl vibrates in my throat.

“What a poor excuse of a boy.” My tone is venomous. “Eating your cunt for the first time… fuck,” I rasp, “it would be my honour.” And before I can give her a chance to say anything else, my tongue swipes through her pussy before I rub her clit with my flattened tongue.

“Seb,” she whispers, head resting against the wall as I lift her leg over my shoulder, my tongue slipping deeper as I massage her clit. “Oh, God,” she whimpers as I tease two fingers in her tight pussy.

“I may be a God, but it’s your turn to be worshipped, Red,” slipping them slowly inside of her, her back arches from the wall.

My tongue glides up and down her pussy before I focus solely on her clit.

Her pussy clamps, her hips roll forward and I know she is getting close.

“Tell me baby,” I rasp, pulling away and smirking at the string of arousal that connects us for just a moment, “do you want to come on my fingers and tongue or my cock?” my tongue rubs her clit once more. “Tell me baby,” my voice is strained as my own pleasure ripples through me. I could get off just eating her cunt, this right here is enough for me.

Wetness coats my fingers and her inner thighs, her clit swollen as I suck on it and she cries out.

“Cock,” she sobs.

“Your wish is my command,” I smirk against her pussy and place a soft kiss just as I slip my fingers out of her.

She’s mine.