Author: | Jessica Whitethread | ISBN: | 9781311173898 |
Publisher: | Jessica Whitethread | Publication: | October 24, 2015 |
Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
Author: | Jessica Whitethread |
ISBN: | 9781311173898 |
Publisher: | Jessica Whitethread |
Publication: | October 24, 2015 |
Imprint: | Smashwords |
Language: | English |
Lilly Marone has been married a year with nothing to show for it. When she goes to a fertility clinic for answers, the handsome, young doctor is more than happy to take a look. But when his hands-on examination shows she is a healthy, fertile young woman, he and his colleague don't hesitate to show her what real men can put in her body.
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, a medical exam, a handsome older doctors and a fertile younger patient, multiple partners and rough group sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.
Excerpt
I felt a firm grip pushing on my knee and I opened my eyes to realize I had clamped my thighs together around his probing hand. He smiled, maybe a bit knowingly, as he pushed them back open and held them.
"Sorry," I breathed. "I just ..."
"It's a perfectly natural reaction," he said. "A very healthy reaction, in fact. You are a very healthy young woman. Don't apologize."
He withdrew his hand, leaving a hot, wet residue on my thigh as he pulled it away.
Lilly Marone has been married a year with nothing to show for it. When she goes to a fertility clinic for answers, the handsome, young doctor is more than happy to take a look. But when his hands-on examination shows she is a healthy, fertile young woman, he and his colleague don't hesitate to show her what real men can put in her body.
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, a medical exam, a handsome older doctors and a fertile younger patient, multiple partners and rough group sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.
Excerpt
I felt a firm grip pushing on my knee and I opened my eyes to realize I had clamped my thighs together around his probing hand. He smiled, maybe a bit knowingly, as he pushed them back open and held them.
"Sorry," I breathed. "I just ..."
"It's a perfectly natural reaction," he said. "A very healthy reaction, in fact. You are a very healthy young woman. Don't apologize."
He withdrew his hand, leaving a hot, wet residue on my thigh as he pulled it away.