DOCTOR BRIAN III

Lisa

The supply closet smelled of antiseptic and desperation, which was exactly how I liked it. I barely had the door closed before Brian was on me, his hands gripping my hips with a force that told me he'd been holding back.

"You're a goddamn tease," he growled against my neck, his teeth scraping my skin. "Walking around here like you don't know what you're doing to me."

I laughed, a low, throaty sound. "Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing, Doctor. The question is, are you man enough to handle it?"

He responded by spinning me around and pressing me against the door, his body hard against mine. I could feel his dick straining against his scrubs, thick and ready. My pussy flooded with moisture at the thought of what was coming.

“What’s with the sudden change doc.. yesterday you definitely didn’t want me around or at least you pretended to..” I took a deliberate step forward, my gaze never leaving his.

"I see it, you know. The way you're looking at me now. That little crack in your armor. It's all it ever takes, isn't it? Just one tiny crack for someone like me to slip inside." my smile widened.

“Don't look so surprised. I've been watching you break down your guard all day, wondering when you'd finally let me see the real you hiding underneath all that... professionalism."

"You want to play games, Lisa?" he whispered in my ear, his hand sliding up to cup my breast through the stained uniform. "Let's play."

His fingers found my nipple, pinching and twisting until I was moaning against his mouth. When he finally kissed me, it was hungry and demanding, all pretense of professionalism gone. His tongue invaded my mouth, claiming me in a way that had my knees weak.

"Fuck me," I gasped when he finally let me breathe. "Right here, right now."

"With all pleasure," he said, yanking my uniform down until my tits spilled out. His mouth was on them instantly, sucking and biting until I was writhing against him. His free hand worked its way under my skirt, finding my pussy soaked and ready.

"No panties?" he murmured against my skin. "You really are a slut, aren't you?"

"I took them off just for you, Doctor," I moaned as his fingers found my clit. "Now shut up and make me scream."

He lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he freed his dick. The first thrust had me seeing stars. Thick, long, and hitting spots I didn't even know existed. Each stroke was deliberate, calculated, like the precision of a surgeon but with the raw need of a man who'd been wanting this for days.

"Harder," I demanded, my nails digging into his shoulders. "Don't hold back, Brian. I want to feel you for a week."

He obliged, his hips snapping against mine with an intensity that had the door rattling. The sounds of our fucking filled the small space with skin slapping against skin, my desperate moans, his grunts of exertion. I was so close, so fucking close to the release I'd been craving since I first laid eyes on him.

"Look at me," he commanded, his voice rough with need. "I want to see you when you cum."

I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze as the first waves of orgasm crashed over me. "Oh fuck, Brian, yes, just like that, don't stop, don't you dare stop..."

My pussy clenched around his dick as I came, hard and messy and exactly what I'd needed. He followed right after, his body tensing as he filled me with his cum, his face buried in my neck as he groaned my name.

For a moment, we just stood there, breathing heavily in the aftermath. Then he slowly set me down, adjusting his scrubs like nothing had happened.

"That was... very unprofessional," he said, but the smirk on his face told me he wasn't sorry at all.

"The best things usually are," I replied, pulling my uniform back into place. "Same time tomorrow, Doctor?"

He just laughed as he opened the door. "Don't push your luck, Miss Olandra."

But I saw the look in his eyes as he walked away. Brian Anderson was hooked, and we both knew it.

The rest of my shift was torture. Every time I passed his office, I could feel his eyes on me, burning through my uniform like he was trying to strip me naked again. By the time my shift ended, my panties were soaked through just from the memory of our encounter.

I was heading for the exit when I heard footsteps behind me. "Miss Olandra."

I turned to find Brian standing there, his expression unreadable. "Yes, Doctor?"

"My office. Now."

My pussy clenched at his tone. This wasn't a request but a command. I followed him down the hall, my heart pounding with anticipation. The moment the door closed behind us, he had me pinned against it again.

"You think this is a game?" he growled, his hands gripping my wrists. "Walking around here like you own the place, teasing me until I can't think straight?"

"I think you like it," I shot back, my voice trembling with excitement. "I think you've been wanting to bend me over your desk since the moment you saw me with Floyd."

His jaw tightened, and for a moment I thought he might actually refuse. Then he crashed his mouth against mine, all the restraint from earlier gone. This wasn't the calculated fucking from the supply closet this was raw, primal need.

He ripped my uniform down the front, buttons flying everywhere as he exposed my tits. His mouth was everywhere at once sucking, biting, marking me as his. I was already dripping, my body responding to his rough handling like it was made for this.

"On the desk," he commanded, yanking my skirt up around my waist. "Now."

I scrambled to obey, bending over the polished wood surface as he freed his dick again. This time there was no preamble, no teasing just the hard thrust of his cock filling me completely.

"Fuck!" I cried out as he set a punishing rhythm, each stroke driving me closer to the edge. "Yes, Brian, just like that, don't stop..."

His hands gripped my hips hard enough to leave bruises as he pounded into me, the desk rattling with the force of his thrusts. I could feel my orgasm building, hot and intense, threatening to overwhelm me completely.

"Come for me," he growled, one hand snaking around to rub my clit. "Come all over my dick like the dirty little slut you are."

That was all it took. I came with a scream, my pussy clenching around him as waves of pleasure washed over me. He followed moments later, his body tensing as he filled me with his cum.

We collapsed against the desk, both breathing heavily. For a long moment, neither of us spoke.

"This can't happen again," he finally said, but we both knew he was lying.

"Whatever you say, Doctor," I replied with a smirk. "But I'll be waiting for you tomorrow."

As I walked away, I knew this was just the beginning. Brian Anderson might think he was in control, but we both knew the truth I had him wrapped around my little finger, and I wasn't letting go anytime soon.

Even though i looked a bit disheveled with my stained uniform and a loose button i tried to cover with my sweat shirt, it had been a wonderful day and i’m sure my pussy would agree.