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“I- I’m…” I stammer. But I can’t. I just can’t risk ruining my one chance at claiming her.

“…I’m not gonna have you calling me Dr. Schmidt every five minutes,” I tell her instead. “Call me- Call me Lee.”

There. Told her. Kind of…

“Lee and Lori!” She squeaks, biting her lip and holding her hand to her heart. My own covering it as I order her to fully undress. “Strip. I wanna feel all of you, Lori… Every fucking inch, naked against me as I fuck you. Understand?”

Her head stabs nods and she undresses in record time as I peel my own off keeping both eyes on her. Each second bringing me a new thrill as I get to see a little more of her, then a little more… It’s more than I can take by the time we're both fully naked and any inhibitions either of us might have had are nothing compared to the charge in the air between us.

Sure I’m a handsome man and all, but Lori is just incredible to look at. And I don't mind admitting I was a little self-conscious of the differences between us. My gray hairs and weather-worn look. But Lori’s more interested in what I have for her than counting the grays on my head. There’s nothing old or worn out about my arousal and the sight of her wanting it inside her more than anything else is priceless. A look I vow instantly to keep etched in my mind.

“Just tell me this isn't how you are with every patient…” Lori says, half smiling. Making a joke whenever she’s a little nervous but she couldn’t be further from the truth. Apart from her being my only ‘patient’, I could never find someone as perfect as she is. And I know I’ll never look twice at another girl as long as I live.

“You’re everything to me now, Lori,” I remind her, shifting her smile to a look of expectation again. Moving myself over her and feeling her smooth, soft curves melt into me as I plant an arm on either side of her. My stiff, hot organ pressing into her belly before I drag it down across her fluttering skin. Finding her wet heat instantly making both of us moan softly and my cock start to twitch violently. Like a beast about to be unchained.

“Lee-” She whispers, her voice full of emotion.

My mouth gently over hers as I feel myself sliding into her. The pressure of her tight virginity yielding easily to my hardness, Lori’s nails trace lines up my arms either side of her. Digging in so hard I hope they leave more than just a mark to remind me of this moment.

“Mine…” I whisper back, groaning uncontrollably as the sweet warmth of her body starts to move under me. Lori’s first feel of me inside her sees her take to it like a duck to water. I flex inside her, making her gasp, giggle and even almost weep at times. Exploring her from the inside with my cock while my hands and mouth devour every part of her I promised myself I would. Taking my time now I have her.

Rotating her hips against me, her thick chest like flesh pillows kissing my chest as I move in and out of her, I feel myself swell inside her so much it feels like she’ll break. But she only moans louder, hooking both her legs around my waist and bucking against my insanely hard cock that wants to fill her already. And if she doesn't just go and say the words that are like pulling the pin from a grenade.

“Fuck me, Lee… Fill me with that come… Like the man under the tree…”

It’s all it takes to hear her say it, but by the time it’s left her mouth, we’re both fucking like our souls depend on it. I feel the white heat rising, making me call out her name as she groans louder, pleading with me to fuck her harder… to fill her full of my seed.

And I do. Every ounce and more that I couldn’t give her in person the other night. It’s her second official climax, but I’m counting it as the first one we share. Nothing on this earth could have prepared me for the feeling and as I grip her tighter than ever I know with each shuddering breath she feels the same.

Surely she knows I’m the same man… Nothing else could make her feel the same after that night…

But it doesn't matter now. I’ve claimed her proper, planting my seed and making sure she’ll only ever think of one thing, one man when she has the need. And from the feel of her, she’s about as far from done here as I am. Like my own constant arousal for her, she has an appetite for my dick that makes my lip curl into a permanent smile by the time the light outside fades and we both yield to utter exhaustion.

Locked in each other’s arms, I pull a blanket over us both, neither of us having to say anything about how special this is but I can literally hear the gears of her mind churning with questions I know I’ll have to answer. Questions I don't even want to ask myself right now.

The biggest being: How long do I have before they come for me? And will Lori run with me if she's not gonna run away from me once she discovers who I really am?

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LORI

Losing my mindandmy virginity in the same week? I guess it’s like Lee says, there’s only one cure and he’s it. As soon as I see him fully naked I feel better already. Once he’s inside me, making me climax in a totally new and different way than when he uses his tongue, I know I’m well on the way to being cured.

And the man under the tree? I got a real man right here, not some squirting shadow. Although, I still shiver at the memory and only because the man from that night reminds me so much of Lee now, I guess.

But I still can’t help feeling a tinge of guilt over it. Like he's missing out somehow now I’m Lee’s. I think that’s what he means with all this ‘Mine’ business. Talking about me like I’m his property now. He seems to take it pretty seriously, which I’m actually fine with. Any man who wants to start at that level of commitment before anything else is a keeper.

But damn, if he isn't every bit hotter with his clothes off and that huge dick of his making me shiver from just looking at it. Making me quake and shudder instantly once it’s finally inside me

It’s not long before I forget all about my original so-called ‘problems’ and start to see the benefits of Dr- I mean, Lee’s therapy straight away. That itch I couldn’t scratch myself is well and truly satisfied. I know I might not be walking straight for a few days but something tells me that’s just how Lee wants to keep me for a while. Flat on my back and drenched in his therapy.

I’ve got a ton of questions still. At least, I know I do someplace in my brain. A brain that’s still on a cloud I don’t think it’ll ever come down from once he gives me the mother of all orgasms. And given how satisfied Lee is once he’s had his way stops me from overthinking it all too much just yet. But the image of the man from that night and Lee’s huge, heaving frame over me blend together in a way that makes it hard for me not to believe it must be the same man somehow.

Nothing and nobody could have the same effect as he does.

He’s finally relaxed and having him hold me so close and warm, keeping the fire stoked for us both is the greatest feeling in the world. But I can’t help noticing him tensing up over the slightest sounds from the neighborhood outside. Guy must live in a soundproof box if he’s startled by the sounds of our street, which is usually quiet as the grave. But I’ve never felt safer or more content than I do right now and I guess I’ll never know what would have happened if my peeping tom had come inside…

I have to push the thought away and only because it means I would never have met Lee otherwise.

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