Page 8 of Bad for Me

I say nothing as I watch him place both hands on my knees and then pull them apart. Those same hands slide up my thighs as he leans forward and breathes me in. The embarrassment that has heated my face since his arrival intensifies.

“You tease me every fucking Friday. Sitting over here pretending that you’re better than me—all while wishing you could cum all over my dick like some filthy slut.” He chuckles darkly. “As if I don’t notice that you have undone one too many buttons of your shirt, or when you squeeze your thighs together oh-so discreetly. Well, you caught my attention. Happy now? I’ve been craving you for months. I’m a little disappointed though. Did you really expect that I wouldn’t eventually take what I wanted?” Isaac asks softly, his tone practically conversational. “You should’ve known better than that,doctor.”

Yes, maybe I should have. If I’ve learned anything about Isaac in the past year together, it’s that he’s calculating, passionate, and deliberate in all things that he does. Yet nothing up to this point would lead me to believe he’d gothisfar.

A teeny part of me is thrilled he’s taking this chance with me. I try to stomp down that reaction. It’s not healthy.

Then again, I don’t have a great track record when it comes to healthy relationships. Me beingverysingle at thirty-eight is a testament to my dating failures. Apparently, you can’t fix everyone.

“Here is what’s going to happen, Meredith,” he holds my gaze as he stares up at me. “I’m going to unwrap my Christmas present one piece of lace at a time. Then I’m going to treat you like the Christmas miracle that you are. I’m going to fuck you until your womb looks like a snow globe—all full of my cum. After that? Well, I don’t want to give awayyourChristmas present.”

The knowing smile on his face has me bracing myself for the madness to come.

5

MEREDITH

Isaac doesn’t waitfor a response. He grabs the outside of my thighs with a biting grip and yanks me closer to his face. With a squeak of surprise, I throw my hands back to brace myself on the desk. His head dives forward, heading straight for my core like a homing missile. My head falls back as the air in my lungs evaporates.

Did he realize that giving me time to think would probably result in me pushing him off, getting dressed, and then darting out of the office? Maybe hedoesknow me.

Isaac’s tongue is diligent in lapping up the arousal he’s coaxed out of me. He licks at my thighs and works inward until his hot mouth latches onto my core. My groan is loud in the silence of the room. It should make me self-conscious, but Isaac hums in approval. The sound vibrates through me, and I groan once more. As his tongue dives into my pussy, working me up once more, I shove my dignity to the side.

Why hold on to it?

If Isaac thinks I’ll be able to stay in this position after this, he’s sorely mistaken. I won’t be able to look him, or his father, in the eye again. Maybe I can leave before I’m fired, and then my file won’t be stained with this corruption? It’s something I’ll consider later. For now, I sink into the warm, heady sensation he’s drawing forth.

I don’t fight the urge to reach down this time. My fingers sink into Isaac’s thick curly hair as I gasp and whimper. His tongue moves from my clit to my entrance, where he plunges it in. With his tongue deep inside me, his nose presses against my clit and teases it. My hips buck. Without thinking, I pull his face closer between my legs, as if he isn’t already suffocating. I can feel my orgasm approaching. My nipples bud beneath the fabric of my bra as my breath is stolen from me. It’s as alarming as this is wonderful. I’ve never been able to get more than two orgasms from my body on my own, and even that requires a great deal of alcohol and weeks of neglect. And from a lover? Psh,never.

“H-how? How do you know…” My throat closes up as pleasure explodes outward from between my legs, sending me into full body shakes. Perspiration breaks out on my skin. As my body goes limp and I fall back onto the desk, Isaac rises from his crouch. My arousal is smeared all over his face.

After swiping his tongue across his lips to clean up the mess, Isaac grins. “Fucking delicious.”

He reaches down with both hands and grabs a handful of each of my breasts. I cry out in surprise as he squeezes them painfully. I weakly bat him away, but Isaac ignores me as he bends and sucks a nipple through the lacy fabric of my bra. A weak groan emerges past my lips as his warm mouth suckles me.

When he pulls away, I whine.

“Let me unwrap the rest of you,” Isaac mutters. He rips my bra away without any resistance from the fabric or me. As my breasts appear on full display, Isaac’s face twists with a tortured expression. “Fucking hell, Meredith. You’re—” his face shifts into a dark sneer that only enhances his striking features, “—mine.”

His mouth and hands are on my breasts, to worship and torture them. His mouth sucks and his tongue teases, his fingers roll and tweak my nipples. My legs come up around his hips, and I can’t help but hold his head as he works my body back up to a needy, responsive mess. My eyes flutter shut, and I bask in the attention of the young man. I’m so engrossed in the pleasure he’s working throughout my body that I don’t notice when one hand disappears, nor do I hear the sound of a zipper being pulled down.

I do, however, feel when the tip of his dick presses against my entrance.

My eyes fly open with a gasp. I start to sit up but Isaac’s other hand slides from my breast to hold my chest down.

“I need to know how it feels to be wrapped up in your perfection, Meredith,” he whispers against my chest, his hot breath hitting my nipple.

No. Yes. God, I wantthis so badly. My mouth goes dry. Isn’t this what I’ve dreamed about whenever he left my office or when I was buried beneath my covers at home? Godyes,but still…

“Protection?” I’m on birth control, but I’m not consistent with taking the pill. Why would I be when I haven’t been with anyone else since… well, alongtime.

His hard scoff nearly snaps me out of the comfortable haze of pleasure he’d built up.

“I’m going to breed this pretty little cunt of yours until you’re swollen with my kid,” he snarls against my chest. He sucks my left nipple hard. I cry out.

“N-no, Isaac!” My protest is weak, and my legs don’t drop from his waist. My pussy spasms greedily at the thought.

“Ineedto fill you up, doctor. Can you feel how desperately I need you?” Isaac whispers, looking up from my breasts to stare at me. He pulls his hips back to run his cock through my folds. A tremendous shudder rushes through me as I realize howthickIsaac is. His eyes hold my gaze. “There’s nothing in this world that I want more than to own you. I’m going to lock you down and knock you up, doctor.”

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