Page 17 of What the Doctor Ordered
The first thing that I became aware of was that I wasn’t alone.
My body immediately went into defense mode and I stiffened, opening my eyes and scanning my surroundings. I relaxed once I registered that I was in my own bedroom, in my own home. I blinked when my eyes focused on the person next to me in bed.
Kiley Hart was lying beside me. The soft, early morning light suffused her features in a golden glow as she lay sleeping peacefully against the pillows, her hand curled beneath her cheek.
As I studied her closely, memories from the night before came flooding back and I shook my head in wonder at how it all played out.
It had happened so fast and unexpectedly. I had just intended to impress her with dinner so that I could ask her to be my fake fiancée. She was far more interesting and attractive than Ioriginally realized, however and before I knew it, I was throwing her across my lap so that I could spank that full, round bottom of hers.
Even that hadn’t been enough, though. Once I’d discovered how wet she was after I punished her, I made her spread for me and I fingered her asshole. And she’d submitted to all of it so beautifully. I’d barely had control over myself as I dragged her off to my bedroom to pound fuck her soundly.
I looked down at the naked woman beside me, trying to figure out how she had bewitched me so easily. I normally took pride in my self-control. I had gone to Onyx with a job to do: to find a woman to play the part of my fiancée so that I could secure my father’s business. The perfect woman came along, and I didn’t just immediately sleep with her, I spanked her bare ass too! We hadn’t even been on a date! It was just a crazy chance meeting.
I rubbed my hand over my eyes. What the hell was wrong with me? Kiley was different from any other woman I had ever met. She wasn’t just cute; she was stunning and was genuine as well.
Perhaps she wastooperfect for this job.
I didn’t have time to ponder that possibility, though. I was running out of time. Each day I wasted brought me one day closer to those bastard board members taking away everything my father had worked for.
I had to act. And fast.
Almost as soon as that resolve hardened within me, Kiley started to stir. She inhaled deeply and rolled slightly, her bright green eyes blinking against the light filtering in through the curtains. She seemed confused, just like I had been upon waking. When those lovely eyes focused on me, she smiled sleepily and blinked.
“Good morning,” she said, her voice slightly thick with sleep.
I smiled back. “Good morning,” I rumbled. “Did you sleep well?”
Kiley blinked a few more times and stretched. Her eyes widened slightly and I knew that she was replaying the events of last night in her mind as well. A delicious blush bloomed across her cheekbones, and she suddenly averted her gaze from mine.
“Yes, I slept really well,” she answered, her voice sounding far away for a moment. She swallowed and then forced herself to look up at me shyly from beneath her long eyelashes. “I, umm, I really enjoyed last night.”
I could feel my expression softening as I gazed at her. “I did as well,” I told her. I tried to meet her gaze, but she had averted her eyes again, her cheeks flushing a deeper pink. It reminded me of the way her bottom had colored so nicely under my hand. My cock hardened at the delectable memory.
I cleared my throat and reached for my boxers, slipping them on as I stood up. “You can take your time getting up,” I told her gently. “I’ll head to the kitchen and whip us up some breakfast.”
“Oh!” Kiley gasped, her eyes rounding. “You don’t have to go through the trouble. I’ll just head out and get something on my way to class.”
“It’s no trouble at all,” I assured her. “Unless you have to leave right away?”
Kiley shook her head. “I have some time to kill,” she said. Then, she smiled up at me brightly. “I would love some breakfast. Thank you.”
I nodded before leaving her to get dressed before I could jump her again. I was going to have to splash some cold water on myface after imagining how good she would feel this morning after I had adequately stretched her tight pussy last night.
I hurried out of the room before I made that vision a reality.
I had to clench my jaw as I scrambled some eggs and flipped some pancakes. I tried not to picture Kiley in my room, slipping on her panties, her own fingers brushing against her breasts as she put her bra on, her dress falling over her sweet curves.
By the time Kiley walked into the kitchen, I was even more aroused than I had been before I left her to get dressed. It didn’t help that when I turned around to greet her, I found her in one of my white t-shirts.
She blushed when she caught my look. “Sorry, Simon. I hope you don’t mind,” she rushed to explain. “I don’t have any spare clothes with me. I’ll change back into the dress I was wearing when I leave.”
“It’s no trouble at all,” I told her as I eyed her bare legs. “I have some shorts that you could borrow as well.”
Her blush deepened. “I couldn’t find any that fit,” she admitted.
I nodded in understanding. Well, that wasn’t going to be distracting at all. “Breakfast is ready,” I told her, gesturing to the island where I had set our plates.
“Thank you,” Kiley smiled appreciatively as she stepped further into the kitchen.
