Page 75 of Peep

My arm falls from my face, and I scowl at him and his smug smile.

Jahmar dribbles more lube onto my entrance and slips another finger in, and I can’t hold back the groan I make as he stretches me open with his thick fingers. There’s an undeniable sting, but my cock is solid and weeping for him. My hips thrust up as he strokes my p-spot, and a too-loud moan falls from my lips.

“That’s it, I think I found what we’re looking for.”

“Is everything all right in there, Dr Walker?”

My whole body freezes, and Jahmar swivels back on his stool, keeping his fingers wedged inside me; with his other hand, he pulls back the curtain slightly and peeps out.

“Yep, we’re all good in here. My patient, unfortunately, got a foreign object stuck up you-know-where, almost out,” Jahmar tries to whisper, but I hear every fucking word.

“Oh dear, that’s the fourth one this week.” The lady on the other side of the curtain chuckles. “They never learn.”

I use my foot to kick Jahmar in the chest; all he does is turn and wink at me.

“Anyways, better get back to it.”

“Sure, if you need anything, let me know.”

Jahmar secures the curtain and turns back to me with a wicked grin.

“I’m going to fucking kill you.”

“No, you’re not, but you are going to come for me.”

My body shivers. Yes, I want that. This whole thing is embarrassing, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to come.

“Hurry up, I need to get back to work.”

“On it.” Jahmar winks and focuses back on my arse.

Pushing deep and curling his fingers again, he works my prostate like a pro. It doesn’t take long until I’m thrashing on the hospital bed, biting on my lip to keep quiet.

“That’s it, you’re almost there, sweetheart. Come on my fingers.”

My balls pull tight, and my impending orgasm simmers just below the surface.

“I need, I need you to touch me, touch my cock, please.”

Jahmar uses his teeth to rip off the glove on his other hand and fuck me; it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

He holds his hand out to me, and I spit into it without a thought. Then he grabs my throbbing cock in a firm grip and slides up and down it. His fingers inside of me pick up the pace, matching the strokes on my cock. It’s fucking otherworldly this sensation. How have I only just now let him get me off like this?

He adds more pressure to my prostate and whispers, “You’re gonna come for me now, little lion.”

My cock explodes on command, cum slings everywhere, on me, on the bed, and some even lands on Jahmar’s face. I’m trying so hard not to scream I draw blood from my lip. My whole body rings, my vision blurs, and I can barely control my breath.

“God, do you know how fucking stunning you are when you come?”

Jahmar releases my pulsing shaft and slips his fingers from me, swiping at the cum that hit his cheek and sucking it off his finger.

He stands up, and my legs slip off the end of the bed. My body feels like liquid.

“Come here,” Jahmar murmurs. I groan as he drags me up to a sitting position, and he slots between my legs.

He delicately frames my face and quietly says, “We’re going to figure this out.”

“You promise?”

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