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"Hmm& Hmm." Doc found he was unable to speak intelligently. He didn't remember
a hard-on being this annoying, but he hadn't possessed one in over a thousand years.
"I see your pants like the idea." Camilla nodded toward his erection.
Doc looked down. "So they do." Damn freakin' penis. It was embarrassing.
"What do you think?" Camilla crossed her legs blocking his view of her wet vagina.
"I'm not sure. What if someone comes while we are& um?" Doc's face heated up.
"We'll tell them you're giving me a physical. Come on, Gideon, I don't bite, which is
less than I can say for your current object of affection."
"Melissa's not a bloodsucker like your former lover?"
"Drake?" she asked with pouted lips. "He's not a vampire anymore, and you said the
word former. That's all he is."
"And I don't have a thing for Melissa," he spoke with conviction.
"Good, then this shouldn't be a problem." Camilla closed the distance between them
and whispered against his lips, "Unless you want me to believe I scare you."
Something snapped inside Doc; he lost control over his desires. Doc dropped his lips
to Camilla's, searching eagerly. When had a woman's lips been this soft? Doc ran his
hands over her breasts, removing her tube top.
Camilla moaned into his mouth.
Doc massaged her breasts, lifting them and tracing the undersides with his pinkies.
His thumbs rubbed over her nipples.
"Oh, yeah, Doc! Touch my titties; your hands feel good."
Encouraged by her words, Doc rolled the nipples to higher peaks, before dropping
his lips down to suckle an erect tip.
Cammy arched into his attentions and squealed.
Doc pulled her against him. "Wrap your arms and legs around me."
Cammy did as he bid. Doc cupped her plump buttocks and lifted her against his
straining erection. He felt her pussy soaking his pants, but he didn't care. He would have
Cammy soon enough. Once they reached the table. Doc moved over to the other breast
and began his assault anew. Cammy was writhing against his shaft.
"Doc. Oh, Doc!" She clutched him closer.
Doc didn't want to come too soon. He pushed her away.
Cammy looked bewildered and a little hurt.
"Cammy, it's been a looong time. I don't want to lose control."
Cammy simply smiled, dimples dotted her flushed cheeks. She nodded and lay pliant
back on the table, "Do what you will, Doctor."
Doc stared at this stunning woman who gave herself to him. Why couldn't he love
her? Why couldn't he feel more than annoyance at her presence? He shook his head and
stared down at her alabaster skin sprinkled with freckles. Her green eyes stared
luminously up at him. He took in her finely arched brows, her heart-shaped face and her
lips swollen by his kiss.
His cock bucked against the zipper of his slacks. He lowered his hands down to his
pants.
"Let me." Cammy rose slightly off the table to unbutton his khakis; she slowly
lowered the zipper, and his tool sprang forth like a caged animal.
Doc groaned.
Cammy ran her fingers teasingly over his shaft. Her fingernails lightly tapped against
the sensitive surface. She closed her hand around him, bringing it up and then back down,
she pumped him expertly. When the need to release teetered on the edge, she stopped.
She kissed his neck. "Are you gonna do me or what?"
Doc pressed her shoulders back until they touched the slab. He feathered his hands
along her inner thighs, bringing them up to her shiny nether lips. He pressed his cock
against the wet folds, teasing her entrance.
"Doc, please help me."
He ran his cock over the length of her opening, enjoying the sensation of molten
heat.
She reared against him, drawing him in. Her liquid heat embraced his shaft, pulling
him deeper.
Doc could barely maintain his composure; maybe if he didn't have to look at her.
"Flip over," he commanded.
Cammy scooted off the table and raised her ass in the air. Her five-inch boots put her
pussy level with his cock. She tried to push back onto him.
Doc spanked her to gain control, but he was far from it.
"Ouch. Spank me again."
Doc tapped her other cheek.
"Harder, Doc!"
He slapped her hard enough to leave a red handprint on her ass.
"Nice." Cammy groaned the word.
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