Filthy Doctor(97)

“Did you read that book? Is that why you’re with me?” Brent asked her as he pulled to s smooth stop.

“I wanted you since before I knew anything about that.” She stared forward as she lied just a little. She had been attracted to Brent but after knowing his lifestyle, she’d wanted him more. Cammy had craved it.

The office was bustling as she kept up with him and met a pregnant Christina. Her left hand boasted a huge diamond ring and Cammy did her best to take note of everything she was taught. Brent’s assistant kept track of everything for him and handled appointments as well as doing some of the office tasks. “So you’re the wife’s daughter?” Christina asked as she sipped a decaf green tea at the desk as they took a short break.

That summed it up. “Yeah, I am.”

“It’s perfect for you to help. Mr. Daniels speaks highly of you,” Christina noted as Cammy cracked open a soda. “He says you’re doing well at UCLA.”

“Yeah, I am. That’s nice,” Cammy said as she knew that was all that he’d say about her. They couldn’t be more.

They ended the day by picking up some Mexican food on the way home and ate outside. “You did well today. Want to train anymore with Christina or take the week off?” Brent asked as he looked at her in the lights that came on around the yard.

“I think I’ve got it. Do you?” Cammy asked as she looked at him. She knew that Lisa was back and would appreciate a pool day, but she didn’t want to disappoint him.

“Yes. I like the idea of you being there, though.” Brent assured her as she smiled and sipped her soda. “Do you have plans?”

“I was thinking of having Lisa over. She’s been gone,” Cammy told him as he nodded.

“Take the week off. Enjoy yourself.” Brent took his plate inside, and she followed with her own as they washed up. Cammy led the way to the door tonight, and he followed her downstairs as she smiled. “What are we doing down here?”

“What do you want to do?” Cammy asked as she turned to face him.

“I want you naked except for the heels. I want you on that bed riding my face.” They stripped off their clothes, and he moved onto his back as she crawled over him.

Cammy realized that he’d never kissed her. Brent rolled over and moved to the nightstand as he pulled something out. “Come here.” She knelt before him, and he clamped something to her nipple as she looked down. “Like it?”

It hurt, but she moved around as she nodded. Brent added the same to the other nipple and tugged as she arched her back and moaned his name. “Look up.”

Cammy glanced up to see a bar hanging from the ceiling, and she stared at it. “What do I do?”

“Hang on,” Brent said as she reached up and he moved under her body. “Tight.”

She gripped it as he slipped his face under her pussy and sucked her into his mouth. “Oh God.” His tongue dragged over her and teased her clit as she struggled to hang above him before he started sliding his tongue inside of her slow and hard. Cammy rocked with him as she felt her body responding and she felt his body slide and his cock under her. Cammy lowered herself on him and let go of the bar as she started to move over him. Fingers gripped the clamps and tugged as she cried out and tried to keep up with him before he pushed her down and started to fuck her. “Brent.”

“Do you like fucking your stepdaddy?” His voice was harsh as she nodded and started weeping.

“I love it. I live for it,” Cammy replied, and he took her deep and rough as his chest brushed against her throbbing nipples. “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me harder.” She came with a scream as he stilled and rocked into her slowly as she slipped her hand over his shoulders and looked into his face.

“We’re going to get you on some birth control,” Brent told her as they lay on the bed together. She made no effort to take off the clamps, and she looked at him. “Next week when you’re working. The office is right down the street.”

“Will I be safe?” Cammy asked as he looked at her.

“I am always getting tested, and I am safe. I have no interest in disease and dealing with that. I just want sex. I know that you’re clean because you’re innocent.” Brent told her as she rolled over to face him.

“I don’t think I am that innocent anymore.”

“No. Do you mind?” Brent asked as she shook her head. “I just don’t want you to use your skills with anyone else.” Did that mean he wanted something from her? Did Brent want something real?

“I wouldn’t.”

Lisa came over the next day once he was at work and they sat by the pool as her best friend discussed the trip to Vegas. Cammy laughed as Lisa described all of the romantic things that Mark did before she looked at Cammy. “What’s up with you?”

“What do you mean?” Cammy asked as she glanced over at Lisa.

“You seem different. Are you seeing someone?” Cammy shifted in her seat and shook her head.

“No. I am going to start working at the office next week, with Brent. His assistant is having a baby, and I am going to fill in. I might be there full time, so I’ll have a lot less time for this.”

“Isn’t summer for relaxing? He can’t hire someone?” Lisa asked as she frowned. She had no idea why I wanted to be there or what was going on, and I wouldn’t tell her. I wouldn’t tell anybody.

“It’s not a big deal. He’s supporting me, Lisa. I can help him out.” I told her as she leaned back and closed her eyes.

“I heard he’s sleeping with one of the teachers from school. Like really sleeping with her. I wonder if she’ll be moving into your house.” Her stomach twisted as she heard the words and knew in her heart that they weren’t true, just rumors. It was better than the truth, though.

“We’ll see, I guess.” They both soaked up the sun but in her mind, Cammy was just waiting for him to come home to her. She wanted her fantasy and to sleep in his arms and pretend that they could be together. Lisa had left before he got home to get ready for a date. Cammy showered and dressed in one of my most revealing summer dresses before she went into the kitchen. Tasha had left early for a doctor’s appointment, and they were on their own for dinner, so Cammy decided to do something with the fresh shrimp in the fridge and make some scampi for him. Her fantasy only kept playing through his head as she imagined herself doing this for him every night after work and the idea of him coming through the door to kiss her hello stopped him in his tracks.

Brent didn’t kiss Cammy; he fucked her. Just like he fucked everyone else. She stirred the butter and the garlic into the pan with a few herbs and mixed the shrimp as she looked at the boiling water behind the pan.

The door opened, and she smiled as he greeted her. “What do I smell in here, Cammy?”

“Tasha had an appointment so I thought I’d fix some dinner. How was your day?”

“Good. I’m looking forward to seeing you there every day,” Brent stepped up behind Cammy, and she shivered as he traced her hips with his hands. “Look at this dress. I like it.” He leaned down and kissed her neck as she closed her eyes. “Do you need anything for the office?”

“It’s business casual, right?” Cammy heard her voice shaking as she spoke and he sucked her skin between his teeth.

“That’s right,” Brent replied as she groaned softly.

“I think I’ll be fine,” Cammy responded as she turned off the scampi and gripped his hand with hers. “I need you, Brent. God, I need you to fuck me right now.”

“Come with me,” his voice matched her urgency, and he dropped his hand to clutch hers and pull her into the living room and down the stairs. Cammy followed as she felt her nipples harden, and her thighs heat up. She walked inside and removed her dress without any orders before she turned to face him with her face looking down towards the floor. “Sir?”

She knew that he was undressing as she heard his clothes dropping to the floor, but Cammy didn’t look up. “We’ve done a lot down here, Cammy. Want to step it up a notch?”

“Yes, more than anything.” He told her to sit on the bed and wait for him, so Cammy turned to sit on the edge of the mattress. Drawers opened in front of her, but she didn’t look. Cammy knew better and received a spanking the couple of times that she did look. Brent walked forward and attached some large clamps to her nipples as she moaned softly. “These are tighter.”

“You’re advancing nicely,” He looked her over with a hungry gaze and nodded at her. “On your knees on the bed.”

Cammy complied and waited for him to come behind her. The first thing that she felt was something dripping between the cheeks of her ass before a finger slid inside of her. “Are you going to have me there?”

“Not quite yet,” Brent assured her as he withdrew his finger and slipped something else inside. “Let’s see how you like this.” It didn’t come out, and she squirmed as she felt herself stretched open just a little bit. “Let’s see how you like this.” The first crack of the leather made her sting and Cammy cried out. The pain and the pressure combined as he continued to flog her and Cammy gripped she sheets as she cried out his name. She was starting to like this a lot and worried that she would never have a vanilla relationship after this, which could be tricky.