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Forbidden Consultations

Forbidden Consultations

Chapter 1: The Doctor's Dilemma

The sterile scent of antiseptic lingered in the air of Dr. Ethan Caldwell’s office, but beneath it, there was something raw, electric, pulsing between us. I, Nurse Lila Voss, stood by his desk, my crisp uniform clinging to every curve, my eyes locked on his. He was disheveled, tie loosened, his usually composed demeanor cracking under the heat of my gaze.

'You’ve been staring at my ass all morning, Doctor,' I teased, my voice a low purr as I leaned over his desk, giving him a deliberate view down my top. 'Care to admit what’s on your mind, or should I guess?'

Ethan swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to maintain professionalism. 'Lila, this is highly inappropriate. We’re at work—'

'Oh, cut the bullshit,' I snapped, straightening up and crossing my arms, pushing my chest out just enough to make him squirm. 'I see that bulge in your pants. You’re not fooling anyone. Tell me, how long has it been since you’ve had a real release?'

His face flushed crimson, but his eyes betrayed him, darting to my hips, my thighs. 'I... I don’t know what you’re talking about,' he stammered, but his voice cracked, and I smirked.

'Don’t play coy with me, Ethan,' I said, stepping closer, my fingers trailing along the edge of his desk as I circled him like a predator. 'I can help with that tension. Or are you too scared to let go?'

He groaned, a sound of pure frustration, and before he could protest further, I closed the distance, pressing my body against his. My hand slid down, rubbing against the sensitive skin between his cock and balls through his trousers, harder than he expected. His breath hitched, and a pathetic whimper escaped his lips as he came, harder than he had in years, right there in his pants.

'Fuck, Lila,' he gasped, panting, his forehead beading with sweat. 'I’ve never... I’ve never felt anything like that. I need more. I need to taste you—taste us—right now.'

I arched a brow, stepping back with a wicked grin. 'Oh, do you now? How badly do you want it, Doctor? Beg for it.'

His eyes darkened with desperation, and he moaned as I stood, bending over to reach between my legs, scooping a bit of his cum mixed with my own wetness from my dripping pussy. I sucked it off my fingers, slow and deliberate, savoring the taste while he watched, practically drooling.

'Goddamn, Lila, you’re killing me,' he growled, his voice thick with need. 'Please, let me have you. I’m starving for it.'

'Prove it,' I challenged, hopping onto the corner of his desk. I leaned back slightly, perching my feet on the edge, splaying my legs wide. My skirt rode up, revealing my soaked, bare pussy, cum slowly trickling out. 'Show me how much you want this.'

Ethan didn’t hesitate. He dropped to his knees, his hands gripping my thighs as he buried his face between my legs, eating me out like a man possessed. His tongue lapped at my wet folds, desperate and hungry, while I gripped the desk, my breath hitching with every flick and suck. I was still horny, still aching, and the thought of my next patient waiting just outside the door only made me hotter.

But that would have to wait. Right now, I was riding the edge of ecstasy, and I wasn’t about to let this moment slip away.

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