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“It’s going to be a delicious burn, kitten. Nothing like the one at the office.” He looked over at me and caught my eyes but his pupils were wide, and I shivered. Aaron enjoyed naughty medical play as much as I did. “Be a good girl for me, and hold still.” He focused on the injection, and I dared not distract him.

I breathed in deeply, as if we were in an actual office, and let it out slowly. The needle jabbed into my hip. I expected pain but I was in a heightened state of arousal so the shot didn’t register as anything but pleasure. I moaned, desperately wanting to grind my ass against the table. I played with my nipples, squeezing them, and my eyes fluttered shut. An intense burn kissed the deep muscle in my hip, and I came, screaming his name at the top of my lungs. I clawed at the table, desperate for something to hold onto, and Aaron sat me up, kissing me deeply.

“Please, Sir,pleasefuck me. That was so hot, but I need you inside of me right now.”

“Beg me, kitten.”

I almost cried. “Please, Sir?”

“You can do better than that.”

I shifted until I could reach his scrub pants, tugging them down so I could tease his cock through the opening in his boxers—and right into my mouth. I hummed and sucked, licking along his shaft while stroking him with my other hand. He watched me, and it was so hot from this angle. I mouthed him faster, humming loudly, until he pinched my nostrils shut. I continued for almost thirty seconds, tears filled my eyes, and I released him. My lungs screamed from the sweet intake of air, but my body buzzed. When I found my voice, I begged in the absolute sweetest tone I’d ever used, “Please, Sir? Please will you fuck me so hard I can’t move?”

“Such a dirty little mouth on my sweet little kitten.”

“I’m only sweet for you.”

Aaron lifted me off the table and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the couch. Still holding me in one arm, he folded the couch down into a bed. When he dropped me to the cushions I turned away, displaying my ass to him. He growled his pleasure, his lips planting soft kisses down my spine to my tailbone. “Play with your hot little nub while Daddy claims your ass.”

I tried to say something sexy in reply, but muffled sounds of pleasure were all I could manage. Aaron pressed the head of his cock against my pucker while I worked my fingers around my clit. He entered slowly, stretching me in a way none of the toys ever had. It was uncomfortable for a few moments as my body accommodated his thickness, but soon I submitted to pleasure. I swore he filled me completely, but he withdrew a little bit, and claimed my naughty ring even deeper, proving he had plenty of more to give me.

Aaron plunged his cock faster each time, the intensity increasing by the second. I had no leverage, and my fingers were in a frenzy as I kept up with his pace. Starbursts flooded my vision, and I swore I heard a chorus of angelic voices. He knew how to push all of my buttons and stroke all my pleasure centers. Aaron released his seed deep inside me as he came. My entire body shuddered as he withdrew, delicious aftershocks reverberated, and I moaned in pure bliss.

The scene had covered most of the things we had talked about, and it gave me lots of ideas for another one. The injection had been so much hotter than I could have ever imagined, and after being on the actual table, I wanted to be strapped down next time. He cleaned the two of us up, wiping all of my intimate places with a warm washcloth before taking care of himself and returning to the couch. Aaron laid a sheet over us, and I curled up on him. “Did you have fun, kitten?”

“Yeah, but did you?” I shifted my body to look up at him. “I didn’t do anything.”

“You have no idea how satisfied I am, Zoelle.” He kissed me gently. “I really enjoyed playing with you.”

“Can we eat chocolate and watch cartoons?” I giggled as my headspace slipped toward my little one. “Please, Daddy?”

“Whatever you want to do, princess, we’ll do.” Aaron held me closer and flipped on the television.

“I love you.”

“I love you, Zoelle.”

“Can we do this every week?”

“Maybe not every week,” he said, chuckling. “But, yeah, I want to do this more often. It’s not that bad of a drive. I’ll see if I can rearrange my off days.”

“I’d really like to spend more time with you, Daddy.” I ran my fingers through his soft hair and he relaxed against me.

“All the time?”

“Yeah, all the time.” I grinned, and I was sure it was the cheesiest one I’d ever shot his way. “Maybe we could talk about that later in the week.”

“Sure, princess. I’d love to.” Aaron nuzzled against me, and my heart skipped a beat.

I wanted him to be more than just my boyfriend and my daddy. I wanted to become his wife.

Chapter 13

Aaron

I let Zoelle sleep in while I fixed a huge breakfast for the two of us. We had the best day yesterday from spending so much time with each other, especially with our hot medical scene. I wanted to do it all again as soon as possible as long as work allowed for it, since our vacation was about to be cut short. I hated the idea of making my sweet princess upset, but there was no way around it. I had a hearing at the hospital with the board tomorrow.

She padded out into the kitchen wearing a heather gray tee-shirt that had ears and whiskers on it, and accepted a huge cup of coffee. Noticing the pancakes and sausages, the meal we were supposed to save for the weekend, she shot a worried glance at me.

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