Quickly, I flipped her over and tugged her up onto her hands and knees. With one hand on her throat and another cupping one breast, I straightened her so her back was against my chest. A lick around the shell of her ear made her shudder, and I bit the lobe lightly before asking, “Who do you belong to, baby?”
“I’m yours, Xander,” she whimpered as she squirmed and arched her tit further into my palm.
“Damn fucking straight you’re mine.”
Pushing her gently back down, I practically ripped open my jeans to release my throbbing cock. The pale globes of her ass were almost glowing in the moonlight streaming in from the skylight above us. I was riveted to the sight as I gripped her hips and slammed inside her, bottoming out in one thrust. Calista cried out my name and her muscles immediately clamped down on my shaft.
“Tell me again,” I demanded. She didn’t answer right away and my hand rose and came down hard on one white cheek, leaving a pretty, pink handprint on the blank canvas. Calista sucked in a breath, and I waited to gauge her reaction. A shiver wracked her body, and I spanked her other cheek to see if it elicited the same response. This time, she also whimpered, the sound thick with passion. “Tell me, Calista.”
“I’m yours,” she panted.
Leaning over her, I palmed her tits and began to move, thrusting in and out. I twisted and plucked at her nipples, knowing how it drove her wild, but soon, the pace wasn’t enough and I had to let them go. I straightened up on my knees and clasped her hips firmly in my hands, holding her still so I could begin to speed up, going faster and harder until I was pounding into her with wild strokes. Lifting one leg, I braced myself on the sole of my foot to change the angle, hitting the perfect spot inside her. Her cries had turned to screams, and I slapped her ass once more, loving the sound of her calling out my name.
“Mine,” I shouted as my balls drew up, my cock swelling to its breaking point. “Fuck, baby! Fuck!”
Gliding a hand from her hip down to the front of her pussy, I slammed in hard just as I pinched the sensitive nub between her legs. She screamed long and loud, before chanting my name and it threw me right over the edge with her.
When our orgasms calmed to aftershocks, I collapsed on her, staying buried deep, but careful to keep my weight from crushing her. I nipped at her neck and whispered, “Mine.”
“Ms. Lewis,” chirped the small, yellow-haired pixie in a white lab coat. “How are you today?” The embroidered pocket read, Dr. Lennon, but I had my doubts that she wasn’t a child pretending to be a grown-up. My eyes narrowed, and I opened my mouth but shut it when I felt a hard pinch on my thigh. I glanced incredulously at Calista, who was sitting on the exam table beside me.
“Did you just pinch me?” I asked quietly.
“I saw the look on your face, and you were about to say something rude,” she snapped, her voice equally low. “Don’t you think I did my homework, Xander? She looks young because she was only twenty when she graduated from medical school. As valedictorian, I might add. She’s fucking brilliant, and I was lucky enough to have the connections to become a patient of hers. Now, go against all of your macho instincts and sit there quietly like a good boy. If you do, I’ll give you a treat later.” Her voice was smug at the end.
I leaned in close and bit her lobe, causing a tiny gasp. “You’re just begging for a spanking, baby. And, you better be prepared to pay up on that treat. I suggest you start picturing my cock as your favorite sucking candy.” Calista pressed her lips into a straight line, but her dark eyes twinkled with humor and lust.
“Okay, Ms. Lewis, I have a preliminary result from your urine test, but we’ll take some blood to confirm and call you with the results in a few hours.” She smiled brightly at her, and then her blue eyes focused on me. “Are you okay with your boyfriend being in here while we discuss your results?”
“Fiancé.” Uh, it just sort of slipped out.
“Yes, he can—wait, what?” Calista sputtered at the same time. “Fiancé?”
Dr. Lennon glanced back and forth between us for a second, then settled on me. “You’re the father, I presume?”
“Father?” I shot to my feet and swept Calista up into my arms, hugging her tightly. “I fucking knew my boys would get the job done.”
Calista laughed, with a slightly hysterical edge, and poked me in the shoulder. “Put me down, you lunatic.” I ignored her and plopped my ass down on the exam table, keeping her in my lap. I was going to be a fucking daddy.
Chapter 9