Sinful Doctor: Sinful Reads

Tucking my tee back into my jeans, I walk back down the hallway towards my brother.

“Where did you go?”

“Bathroom,” I thumb behind me then run my fingers through my hair.

“And where is Harper?”

“Bathroom I assume?” I act dumb.

But he isn’t stupid.

He can no doubt smell her all over me.

If I can.

He can.

“I fucked up…” Sloane says on a whisper.

“You did,” I nod, reaching for my drink.

“How am I going to get her back?”

And his question makes me see red.

“She’s too far gone mate, no getting her back,” I sit back on the sofa, resting my ankle over my knee.

We hear the sound of her heels before I see her, and fuck she looks beautiful with that just fucked look all over her pretty face. Surprisingly, Sloane doesn’t see it which makes me wonder if she ever had it with him or was he too much of a selfish lover to notice?

“You okay?” Sloane asks her as she sits down on shaky legs.

She nods.

“Sure? You look a little flustered.”

“I’m fine,” her tone is curt as she glares at him.

Silence crackles between us for a moment.

“Look, Sloane…” she starts and knots her fingers.

“Harper, don’t,” Sloane pleads.

“Sloane, this isn’t going to work. I’m over this, over you… we haven’t worked for a long while and as much as I did love you at one point in my life… you done me a favour by being a lying, cheating, slimeball. I deserve better,” she sighs as she stands. “I really do.”

She walks cautiously over towards where we both sit, her eyes volleying between us before lowering herself to Sloane.

“Can I give you one piece of advice?”

His glassy eyes home in on her.

“Eat the pussy Sloane, don’t be such a selfish prick,” she snipes and stands holding her hand out for me, and my heart thrashes inside my chest.

“You hungry?” She asks me, eyes alight with desire.

“Famished,” I growl as I drain my drink then push to my feet, fingers linking with hers.

“What… how? When…” Sloane stands, eyes narrowing on the both of us.

“When she came in for an appointment after you fucked half of London,” I say softly, but it doesn’t matter how I say it, it’s still a kick in the teeth.

“You assholes,” he shoves me in the chest but I shove him back as he stumbles and lands on the sofa.

“Call one of your girls round, I’m sure they’re desperate to ride your dick,” she hisses as she leads me away down the corridor. “Take me home, Seb, I need you,” she whispers against my lips as we close the door behind us.

“Not as much as I need you,” I grin against her lips and drag her towards the elevator.

She is laid on my dining room table, floor to ceiling windows overlooking the twinkling lights of London town and the room dimly lit.

She looks delectable.

Naked but still in her heels as I skulk over to her, falling to my knees as I widen her pretty thighs.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful,” I rasp, trailing soft kisses up the inside of her thighs, fingers teasing at her soaked opening causing a soft gasp to leave her. Her hands knead her full breasts, and I am drooling at the sight of her. My fingers spread her soaked cunt and I let my tongue glide over her swollen clit, teasing her as two fingers sink into her pussy.

“I will never get over how good you taste, how good your tight cunt feels around my fingers…”

“Seb,” she whispers, body trembling beneath me.

It’s been like this a while, my tongue on her clit, fingers teasing her cunt… I haven’t let her come once.

“You can come soon, I promise,” I whisper against her pussy, tongue back dancing across her clit as my fingers pulse inside of her. Her trembling fingers stroke across her stomach and dip between her legs as they slip beneath my tongue, spreading her pussy lips so I can focus on her swollen clit.

“Such a good girl,” I groan, lips lifting from her, licking her arousal from my lips.

Leaning across her, I wrap my fingers around her throat.

“I want to slip my cock down your throat, I want to fill your pretty little mouth up with me,” I groan as I gently pull her from the table. She nods, eyes all wide and eager to please.

Helping her from the table, I push her to her knees.

She’s so obedient.

So willing.

Fisting my cock, I pump my hand up and down a few times and her greedy tongue swipes the pre-cum from the tip and I shiver.

“You look beautiful on your knees for me Red,” I groan as I slip my cock into her mouth, but I’m not gentle. I hit the back of her throat making her gag but she takes me well, fingers wrapped around the base of my cock, her tongue moulding around my length as I pump in and out of her wet mouth.

“I’m going to fill your pretty throat with cum, baby, then I am going to let you come before I fuck you.”

She moans, her lips moving up and down my cock and my head rolls back.

“That’s it, there’s a good girl, just like that,” I praise as she tightens her grip.

“Fuck,” I grunt, head falling forward as I watch her. Grabbing a fistful of hair, I tug her head back and let my cock sit on her lips.

“Open your mouth, eyes on me,” I order as I replace her hand with mine and continue to stroke myself. She moans just as she flattens her tongue underneath me and she sends me spiralling, spurting hot cum down the back of her throat and she swallows every drop.

Leaning down, I place a kiss on her soft lips.

“I am obsessed with you,” I whisper, helping her to her feet and I lead her into my bedroom, closing the door behind me.