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“Yes, please, baby.”

With a grin, he pulls my pants down, exposing my hard dick. With a groan, he gets into a better position and sinks his mouth down over the leaking head.

Moaning, I throw my head back but manage to keep my eyes open, locked onto what’s happening.

Doc slides my cock into his mouth and down his throat, choking on my length as he tries to both breathe and swallow me all the way down.

Slowly, carefully, he slides back up before pushing down again. Keeping my hips still, I let him do what he wants to me. After seven weeks of recovery, and one with my mother around, he’s earned this.

Slowly, he takes me to the edge with only his mouth. “Fuck, baby. You’re too good at that,” I gasp. The cuffs rattle as I tug at them, desperate to get my hands on him. “Let me touch you, baby.Please.”

He slides off my cock and grins at me. “This is my show, Daddy. Just enjoy the ride.”

“Fuckinghell.”

Doc slides all the way back down, choking himself while keeping his eyes on me so I can see the tears in his eyes as he does. Snaking his hand between my legs, he rolls my balls around, tugging gently on them.

My orgasm is already so close to the edge that it doesn’t take much to bring me that much closer. His tongue slides up the underside of my dick as he pulls off, and when he laps the pre-cum from the head, I shake and moan.

Sucking just the head into his mouth, he uses his hand to jerk me off until I gasp, and cum shoots from into his waiting mouth.

Doc moans, the vibrations causing my cock to thicken a little, and more cum escapes me as my orgasm continues to roll through my entire body.

When he finally pulls off, he licks and sucks at the head, gathering all the remnants of my cum before moving back up my body.

Pressing a firm kiss to my mouth, Doc shares the taste of my cum with me. “Does this make up for drugging you?” he asks against my lips.

I smile and shake my head. “Nope.”

He groans and presses his forehead against mine as I laugh. Lifting my head enough, I press another kiss to his lips.

“Sorry, baby, but actions have consequences.”

He sighs. “Maybe I’ll just leave you here. I quite like this.”

I snort and tug at the cuffs once more. “I want to touch you, baby.”

Sitting up, he straddles me and leans over to grab something off the nightstand. “Well, since you make such a compelling argument…” He comes back with the key and unlocks the cuffs.

As soon as I’m free, I roll us to the side so I can wrap my arms around him.

“I am sorry, Doc,” I say.

“I know you are. I’m not mad…but, you know why I couldn’t let it go, right?”

“Yes, I know. But next time? Talk to me, and we can work out how to make it up to you together. No more drugging me, baby, got it?”

He sighs. “Maybe…”

Murry hasn’t yet cleared him for sex, so I don’t spank his ass like he deserves, but I do tighten my grip on him to the point of bruising. “Baby…” I tell him in a warning tone.

“Fine, yes, Daddy. No more listening to Tennant and Hollis, or Roman. I won’t drug you anymore.”

“Good boy.”

He hums and snuggles in close, and I hold him to me, grateful that we have this chance, despite our recent near miss.

Shifting from one foot to another, I try to ignore the uncomfortableness in my pelvic region. Soren says it’s a phantom symptom, that he’s too good at his job to have put it in wrong, that it’d hurt if that was the case, and I know he’s correct. It’s a new sensation and kink, and it's going to take time to get used to, but that doesn’t mean the feeling of being full isn’t real.

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