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All these questions rattled my mind as he continued rummaging and trying to slide a finger into me.

He found my little bean above my entrance and slowly stimulated it… I was panting now… there was no way he was making me feel this good.

I needed to stop him or else… I'd end up crossing another line.

He stopped, "God you look like a mess."

My mouth was open, and I was panting hard like a bitch in heat.

He kissed my forehead, "We'll stop here for today."

"Th… thank you…" I said shakily.

At least he wanted to wait for me.

I got dressed properly while on his table. I stole a glance at his pants and noticed his penis was rock hard.

No… don't, Crystal.

Bedsides, it looked frighteningly big.

"Sorry about the pants," he said as he pointed at the scrubs.

"No, it's dark colored. No one will notice," I said as I inspected the navy-blue scrubs I had on.

"Thank you for today…and yesterday," he said nervously as he scratched an itch on the side of his face.

I got down from the table and walked past him, "Don't go soft on me, Dr. Hunt."

I unlocked the door and took one last look at him before leaving.

And that's when the story really began.

Chapter nine

The First Time

Adam

There's a first time for everything.

Or so the saying goes…

Your first kiss.

First time having sex.

First cigarette.

Whatever it was…there was always going to be a first time for every single human being on this earth.

Sometimes the first time would be when you told yourself you weren't going to do a particular thing.

But in the end…you did it and all of a sudden you became addicted to it.

No matter how strong your morals were, there was always a time you put them aside to finally get the taste of that one forbidden fruit.

My womanizing lifestyle could be used as an example…but I'm going to illustrate using the Garden of Eden.

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