Page 49 of Paging Dr. Douche

"You need me to make it feel better, Nyla? Can you come for me nice and quiet?" He asks as he undoes the tie on my scrubs and slides his hands into my damp panties.

I let out a groan as his perfect fingers slide with the slick of my arousal against my clit.

"Please, please, please." I beg him and open my legs a little more.

"I'm always going to give you what you need, Nyla. But right now, this is going to have to do." He says, and I whine, knowing that I'm not going to be able to feel his thick cock inside of me. We're at work and both floors of the hospital are full of patients and staff.

He slides two fingers inside my wet pussy and fucks me with them, while he uses the pad of his thumb to rub tight circles around my swollen clit.

"Oh god, Nic, fuck. I'm going to come. Oh, Jesus! It's too much. I can't..." I let out a strangled groan, trying desperately to keep from screaming, but the sensation is too strong. He captures my lips with his just as I have to release. My scream is swallowed down by him, and he grunts hard as my body shudders and twitches on his fingers.

When I'm all but collapsed against him, he slides his fingers out of me, raising them up to his mouth and sucking them dry.

"Delicious." He mutters, and I want to just keep him there for the rest of the day.

"Now be good. We have all night for me to fuck you right." He says, a promise in his tone.

I suck in huge lungfuls of breath as he fixes himself and I pull my pants back up.

"You go… I need a minute... or five." I say, leaning against the wall. He laughs at me and I chuckle along with him watching him walk out of the janitor's closet. That man is going to be the end of me.

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By the end of the day, the both of us are pent-up but exhausted from all the hours we've been putting in. As he pulls his car around to drive me home, I stand out in front of the clinic, just taking in the sights.

The sunset is stunning, and he catches me looking gazing at it in wonder as he's driving me back towards my RV.

"Before I take you home, can we stop to see something?" He asks, and I turn to look at him in shock. I don't want to see anything. He promised me more loving, that's what I want. I'm about to complain, but I see on his face that whatever it is that he wants to show me must be important.

"Sure, let's go." I'm a little worried when he turns to go the opposite way out of town, but I trust him to keep me safe. We make it to a large overhanging cliff right at the shore. We get there just as the sun has set and the splay of colors erupts over the darkening sky. It's absolutely gorgeous.

"Oh my god, Nic. This is so pretty." I say, leaning forward in the car to get a good look through the window.

"Yeah, it's my secret spot. I come up here when I want to clear my mind or to just get away from all the pressures in my life." He shrugs but keeps his eyes out the window.

The sound of the water hitting the rocks below coupled with the gorgeous lights paint a somber mood in the car.

I can't help but feel a little bad for him. Nic is living with this huge chip on his shoulder. Always feeling like he has to prove himself to someone. He acts like if he were to make a mistake, everyone would disown him. I don't know why, but I just wish one day he'll be able to see that he's already a good man. He's already made a name for himself. . He doesn't need to impress anyone else. All he needs is to be happy.

As he's staring out the window with a frown marring his beautiful face, I lean over and bring my lips to his. He turns and kisses me back. I deepen the kiss, wanting him to know just how he makes me feel on the inside. He's not prepared for me when I crawl over the center console and straddle his lap.

His cock is ready, though.

"Fuck, Nyla, what are you doing?" He says, even though he’s already thrusting up against me.

"I need you, Nic." I whisper and reach to pull my pants down.

"Here? We're outside..." he says looking around, but the minute my hand goes to his dick and gives him a squeeze his head falls back hard against the headrest.

"No ones here. It's just me and you. Just us." I encourage him and that's all he needs. He's pulling at his pants, trying to get them down enough to work through the small opening that I've made for him with my pants down to my thighs.

His thick cock head pushes up against my opening, and I'm so slick, he doesn't have to do much to get himself in.

"Oh god. So good. Tight. I'm not going to last." He grits out, and I feel his hands clenching onto my hips as I move in tight up and down motions.

The man has made me come so many times already, I can give him this one. I don't stop my movements as he sucks in deep breaths, trying to compose himself. I don't want composed, I want him to lose all the walls.

"No, don't hold back, Nic. Fuck me." I say, grabbing his chin, my fingers sliding into that thick beard. I bring my mouth down to his, and he grunts savagely as he wraps his arms around my waist after using one hand to pull the seat down a little further. He fucks me hard and fast like a beast rutting into their mate. It's on the edge of painful and since I can't move very much, I can only sit there and take it. His fingers graze against my pebbled nipples under my top, and I hiss out in relief.

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