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Sinful Doctor: Chapter 7

My legs are wrapped around his waist, my back against the wall, his head is buried between my shoulder and head as he lines the tip of his cock at my opening.

“You’re not going to fit,” I tense up just as he places a soft kiss on my pulse point.

“I’ll make it fit, Harper,” he groans, lifting his head and letting his eyes fall between our bodies.

He definitely has the bigger dick out of him and Sloane.

I tense up just as he slips his head into my pussy and I ignore the burn that radiates over my body.

“Let me in, Red, your cunt was made for me,” his teeth are clenched, his cock slipping a little further into me and my eyes roll, my mouth hangs as he pushes deeper.

“Oh shit,” I hiss.

“Eyes on me,” he orders, and I do, I sink into his deep brown eyes as his cock sinks deeper and deeper into me. “There we go, such a good girl, fuck, you feel so good.” He rasps as he begins to move, my ex-boyfriend’s brother fucking me against the wall in his office. “I hate that he has fucked you, hate that he took all your firsts,” his brow pricks with beads of perspiration, my hands rest on the warmth of his bare chest.

“Fuck him out of me,” I plead, eyes fluttering shut. “Make me forget,” I whisper just as Seb’s hands skim under my body, his hands spreading my ass and tilting my hips up slightly and his cock slips deeper inside of me. “Seb,” I choke, my free hand skimming down my body to rub my clit.

“Tell me sweet girl, tell me he will never get you again.”

“Never,” I rasp just as his lips fall to mine, his hips fastening as he fucks me hard and fast against the wall.

“You going to come all over my cock, Harper? Tell me, tell me you’re going to cover my cock with your cum.”

“Yes,” I moan through his pounds.

“Good girl, come baby, come for me.”

And I do.

I freefall into oblivion as he fills me with his cum as his orgasm crashes through him until we’re both spent and sweaty.

He had me two more times before I finally am able to stumble out of his office. And I say stumble because my legs are like jelly.

I make it home in time to have a bite to eat, a shower and still have time to dry and style my hair, do my make-up and get dressed into a little black number.

Sure, I’m not interested in Sloane anymore, but I’ll be damned if I don’t look good to show him just what he is missing out on. Finishing my look with black heeled pumps, I shrug my denim jacket on and walk into the streets of London, waiting for a cab to take me into Knightsbridge.

I’m not waiting long when I see one and manage to flag it down, I give the driver the address then settle into the seat.

My phone buzzes in my handbag and I smile when I see Seb’s name flash across the screen.

My smile deepens when I see the dots appear.

Let’s be real, he fucked me senseless… it’s all him. All. Him.

The dots appear then stop. My heart drops a little when this happens three times.

My heart thumps in my chest as I slip my phone back into my bag. Nerves cripple me as we approach the road his apartment sits on.

Strange to think just a few weeks ago this was my home, and now, it feels like a whole new place for me.

Paying my fare, I slip out the back of the taxi and look up at the tall building.

Top floor penthouse.

Only the best for Sloane Davies.

With one deep inhale, I climb the steps and disappear inside.

I was finally ready to say goodbye.