Dirty Forbidden Confessions의 모든 챕터: 챕터 151 - 챕터 160

The receptionist hands me a clipboard and tells me to fill out the new patient forms.I'm only here because my insurance changed and my old gynecologist doesn't take my new plan. Dr. Cross came highly recommended. Top ratings online. Clean office. Available appointments. Everything seemed perfect on paper.I fill out my medical history and try not to think about the fact that a stranger is about to see me naked from the waist down."Paige?" A nurse appears in the doorway. "The doctor will see you now."She leads me to an exam room and hands me a paper gown. "Everything off from the waist down. The doctor will be with you shortly."I undress and sit on the exam table, the paper crinkling under me. The room is cold. Clinical. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead. I pull the gown tighter and wait.The door opens and Dr. Cross walks in.He's not what I expected. Tall, dark hair silvering at the temples, sharp jawline, eyes that seem to see right through me. He's wearing a white coat over a dr

He pulls out slowly, and I feel his cum start to leak out of me."Don't move." He reaches for a box of tissues and cleans me with surprising gentleness. "I want to do a post-coital examination."I laugh weakly. "You're still pretending this is medical?""I'm thorough in all things." He helps me onto my back again. "Let me see."I spread my legs and he positions himself between them, looking at my used pussy with open appreciation. He slides two fingers inside me, pushing his cum back in."Your vaginal tissue shows no signs of trauma despite the vigorous examination." He pumps his fingers slowly. "Some swelling, but that's to be expected.""Dr. Cross..." I'm getting aroused again despite the exhaustion. "Evan. What are we doing?""I'm conducting a comprehensive sexual health assessment." He finds my g-spot and presses. "And you're responding beautifully.""I meant... what happens when I leave this room? What is this between us?"He withdraws his fingers and looks at me properly for the

The ridges drag against my walls as he pushes deeper, each bump and texture hitting spots I didn't know existed, making me see stars with every impossible inch. The stretch is immense, almost painful, but my body is so wet and wanting that I take him anyway."So tight." He's growling, tusks bared, muscles straining with the effort of going slow. "Human cunts are always tight. But you're the tightest I've ever had. Going to ruin this pretty princess pussy. Going to stretch you so wide you'll never fit a human cock again."When he bottoms out I feel him in my stomach. Against my cervix. Pressing against places no one has ever touched, no one has ever been deep enough to reach. The ridges pulse inside me, throbbing with his heartbeat, each one pressing against my sensitive walls."Move." I'm begging, beyond pride. "Please, I need you to move. I need more."He pulls back slowly and I feel every single ridge drag over my g-spot, one after another, a chain of pleasure that makes me cry out.

The red and blue lights appear in my rearview mirror at 2 AM on a stretch of empty highway I thought nobody patrolled.Shit. Shit shit shit.I was doing ninety in a sixty-five zone, windows down, music blasting, trying to outrun the disaster of a date I'd just escaped. Three hours of listening to a man explain cryptocurrency while his hand crept up my thigh. I needed speed and solitude and the cleansing rush of night air through my hair.What I did not need was a traffic stop.I pull onto the shoulder, gravel crunching under my tires, and watch in my side mirror as the cruiser settles behind me. The headlights are blinding. I can't see anything except the silhouette of a figure stepping out, adjusting his belt, walking toward me with the slow confidence of someone who knows exactly how much power he holds in this moment.My heart is pounding as I roll down my window the rest of the way. The dome light inside my car illuminates my face, my cleavage in this stupid low-cut dress I wore f

He opens the back door of his cruiser and guides me inside.The backseat of a police car is cramped and utilitarian, hard plastic seats designed for criminals, not comfort. But right now, with him climbing in after me, it feels like the most private space in the world. He pulls the door shut behind us, sealing us in together, and suddenly the flashing lights outside seem very far away."You know I could arrest you." He's on top of me now, pressing me down into the uncomfortable seat, his weight a delicious pressure that makes my still-sensitive body hum with renewed interest. "Public indecency. Corrupting an officer of the law. Speeding in a designated zone.""Corrupting?" I arch up against him, feeling his cock already hardening again through his uniform pants. "You started this.""You were dressed like that." His hand slides up my thigh, pushing my dress higher. "Driving like that. Looking at me like that. What was I supposed to do, give you a ticket and pretend I didn't want to ben