Page 124 of Enticing the Fixer

“See.” I pat his back. “What did I tell you?”

He raises his hands. “What good is money if you can’t buy what you want? Such as soundproof patient rooms and videos to properly showcase my skills?”

“Yes, soundproof rooms would come in handy.” She pushes the cart to the side and walks to me, placing the stethoscope against my chest. “How have you been feeling?”

“Good. No cramping or spotting. That’s what the ER doctor said to watch for, but he wasn’t concerned about me losing the baby since I wasn’t injured during the kidnapping.”

Leo rubs my shoulder. Any time I talk about the events of that night, he’s there and easing my stress level.

“Perfect.” She moves the device from place to place.

Once she’s listened to my heart and lungs, she asks me to open my mouth and say ah. When Leo gives me a look, I glare at him over the doctor’s shoulder. He’s incorrigible.

Moments later, I’ve been evaluated, and Dr. Vanderburg returns to her computer. “Everything looks great. Your numbers are progressing as expected. I’m seeing nothing to indicate this will be anything but a typical healthy pregnancy.”

“Thank God,” I sigh and close my eyes. I know I’ve been acting like everything is fine, but there’s still a part of me that’s scared spitless. I know we could get pregnant again if we lost the baby, but I want this one. I want a reminder of meeting Leo and the wild ride he’s taken me on while falling in love.

“Thank you, Doctor. Is there anything she should be avoiding?” He glances at the ceiling.

“Son, if you keep going at it the same as in the video, the only thing you’re going to do is bore her to tears.”

I snort and bust out laughing until tears fill my eyes.

“I’ll get back at you for laughing.” He glowers.

“Do you promise?”

“Absolutely, I promise.” He grabs my chin, and every hair on my arms stand at attention. “You’re going to feel so good you’re going to beg me to stop. And I’m not going to.”

“Well….” Dr. Vanderburg clears her throat. “I can tell when I’m not needed.”

“You’re welcome.” Leo smirks and heat floods over every inch of my body.But we’re at the Doctor’s office. We can’t…. No. We can’t. Right? No. We can’t.

Please, someone, tell me that we can’t.

After answering all my questions, she shuts the door, and Leo locks the knob.

“Baby, you’ve been bad.” He stalks toward me, and my clit twitches. No one told him we couldn’t.

“I don’t–”

“Shhhh.” He places his finger on my lips and spreads my knees apart, dragging my skirt upward. “You look tense.”

“Shit,” I groan. He knows damn good, and well, the second he says that line, I’m a pile of greed and have no willpower.

His fingers trace along the seam of my lips through my panties, dragging a wanton moan from me. “Give me two minutes.” His eyes blaze with desire, and he slides his hand under my panties and swipes the tip of his index finger over my clit.

“God, that feels so good,” I whimper under my breath. I could hear the guy next door coughing. There’s no way he can’t hear us. Or whoever has taken his place.

“Does it?” He bites his bottom lip and dives deep inside my pussy. With each lunge of his fingers, his thumb brushes over my clit. “How good does it make you feel? Tell me.”

“You know how good you make me feel.” I grab his face and tongue fuck his mouth. There’s no need to say anything else as I feel and race toward the finish line.

He knows how I want his fingers exploring me, and when the guy in the next room coughs, the walls of my sex clamp down on his fingers. “Oh, fuck, yes.” My hips buck off the exam table as wave after wave of orgasm rocks through my core.

After he pulls his fingers from my sex, he lifts them to his lips and sucks down my desire. “So sweet. I can’t wait to have my tongue and mouth all over that sweet pussy.”

The guy coughs harder until he’s gasping for air.Lord, I’m going to die.And someone please tell me to leave because the guy in the next room is not going to make it.

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