Page 10 of Daddy's Double Surprise

She met my gaze, her eyes heavy with unspoken emotions. I didn’t push her to talk more. Instead, I placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. The connection between us was raw, unspoken, but deeply felt. I could see her wall coming down just slightly,enough for me to know that this moment, this shared sadness, was more than we could brush off.

Without thinking, I leaned in and kissed her forehead—light, comforting. It was the kind of gesture I knew I needed to offer, a way to say,I’m here. For a second, the world felt quieter, and the grief that weighed on both of us seemed a little more bearable.

That kiss lingered as I breathed in the scent of her shampoo. When I pulled back and looked in her eyes, there was desire. Not the hungry sort of raw animalistic lust she’d displayed at Rick’s party, but a deep longing that reached out and curled around my soul, pulling me in. I stayed close to her, nearly sliding off the edge of the desk. When her hand reached up to touch my face, I leaned back in, this time kissing her on the lips.

The world seemed to melt away as our lips met, the tension and grief between us transforming into a different kind of need. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as I responded with equal fervor. This wasn’t like before, driven by lust and alcohol. This was a slow burn, a mutual desire to feel something other than pain for just a moment. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so connected to someone, and for a fleeting moment, I let myself forget everything else.

As we kissed, my hand drifted down her back, feeling the curves of her body through her scrubs. Sunny’s hands roamed my body as well, exploring with a desperation that matched my own. She rose, positioning herself between my knees and pressing her chest to mine. Our tongues danced together as the world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us.

With a moan, I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. “I want this,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire. “But I don’t want it to be because we’re both desperate. And I know it’s wildly inappropriate, but I can’t stop thinking of you like this.”

Sunny’s cheeks flushed, but she met my gaze with determination. “It’s not so bad, is it? We’re both consentingadults, and yeah, I’m sort of young…But it feels good. And we deserve to feel good.”

I had my reservations. Sunny was vulnerable, and I shouldn’t be taking advantage of her in any way. I’d never forgive myself for doing anything that might end up causing her emotional pain, especially if Rick found out.

But when her hand rubbed my dick through my slacks, I shuddered. It sent a jolt of pleasure into my groin, up my belly. Warmth flooded me. I cupped her cheek and kissed her hard again.

“Help me just forget the depressing feelings for a while,” she breathed against my mouth. It went against my better judgement. Sex wasn’t a way to heal grief. But I was a weak man, a very, very weak man, who had an amazing woman in his arms, desperate to feel my comfort. I pulled away and she whimpered, but I strolled to the clinic door and locked it, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

She tore her scrub top off and tossed it, then kicked off her Crocs and shucked her pants. I was already tearing my tie off as I walked toward her.

She was beautiful, her body the epitome of perfection, both soft and hard in all the right places. Slowly, I unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall to the floor, and Sunny’s eyes trailed down to my hard cock.

“Oh,” she breathed, her cheeks flushing a deep red. I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“What? Haven’t you seen one of these before?” I teased, trying to ease the tension.

She arched an eyebrow and circled around me, her hands trailing over my chest and abs. “Doctor,” she purred, “I’ve seen hundreds of them. But yours…yours is quite impressive.”

I couldn’t help but smirk as she unbuttoned my pants, her actions slow and deliberate. “Flattery will get you everywhere,” Iteased, but the truth was, her words sent a familiar heat pooling in my groin.

Sunny’s hands found my cock, stroking it through my boxers. “I’m sure I can think of other ways to thank you for your…hard work.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she bit her bottom lip, and any remaining reservations I had vanished.

I groaned as she freed my cock, her fingers dancing along its length. “God, Sunny,” I moaned, my voice low and guttural. “You’re going to make me lose it before we even start.” I jolted and shuddered with each stroke of her hand along my length.

Her lips found mine again, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I swept her up in my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist as I placed her nude body on the cool, clean edge of the desk. I positioned myself at her entrance, our eyes locked together as we both teetered on the edge of sanity.

“Are you sure you really want this?” I rasped out, my voice barely above a whisper.

Sunny’s response was to arch her hips against mine, her warmth pressing against me. “Yes,” she breathed, her voice hoarse with desire.

I entered her slowly, our eyes locked together as we both moaned in unison. Her heat enveloped me. She was hotter than sunshine on a summer day, wetter than a waterfall cascading over mossy rocks. I pushed in as deep as I could, and she started rocking her hips as I slowly pumped in.

“God, Carter, you have the body of a twenty-something.” She smirked at me and arched her head back. I took the opportunity to sink my teeth into her neck and suck her pulse point. My thumb pressed her clit and I rubbed in a circular motion gently as I thrust into her.

Sunny’s grip on my shoulders tightened as her moans grew louder. “Faster, Carter, please,” she begged, her hips meetingmine with a fervor I hadn’t expected. I obliged, my thrusts becoming more forceful, more urgent.

Her nails dug into my back, her body tensing beneath mine as her orgasm crashed over her. “Carter!” she cried out, her back arching off the desk. Her walls clenched around me in a pulsing rhythm and guttural gasps emanated from her open mouth. I slowed, pacing myself while keep her stimulated. I hadn’t put a condom on, and she never said if she had her own inserted.

When her eyes fluttered open again, hands still clinging to me, she grinned, looking half drunk on pleasure. “Amazing,” she whispered. I kissed those lust-swollen lips and grinned with her while I continued pumping slowly in and out of her.

“Yes, you are. So beautiful when you come.” She was beautiful all the time, but I didn’t say that. “I don’t have a condom,” I told her, and she pouted for a second. Then she offered a cheeky smirk.

“Well, I do have other holes.” Sunny’s playful tone made my cock jump inside her.

“You’re up for that?” I asked her, not sure what she was thinking.

Sunny pushed me back and slid off the desk, turning to bend over it and present herself for me. “Just make me come again, Doc.”

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