The Doctor's Playmate

Chapter 18- Be Gentle

I kept tossing and turning on the bed. I looked at Elisha and saw her sleeping soundly, snoring while I was wide awake. What happened with Sammy and me last night somehow occupied my mind.

Now that I was in bed, my silly brain began to play the hot making-out session we had, and it was now keeping my sanity. I tried to forget, but I couldn’t. “F*ck…” I muttered, thinking about Bob, but I didn’t have any with me. “Ugh! Sophie!” I scratched my hair in annoyance.

Sammy opened something dormant in me. I craved for him. I yearned for his touch and kisses. I didn’t think I loved him, but I needed him. Like right freaking now. I started pooling again down south, and the throbbing sensation began in my core.

“F*ck!” I gulped. I was like a b*tch in heat. My one and only s*xual experience didn’t even count, but somehow, my body desired to be owned. I could touch myself, but not now and not beside Elisha. “Oh, Sophia! It's the cake! Yes, it's the cake or maybe the tea…” I talked to myself, blaming the food that seemed to stimulate me.

‘F*ck off, Sophie! Go! Knock on his door and let him deal with that itch.’

I could hear my and Elisha’s voices together in my head as if mocking and urging me to do something nasty. “No!” I fought back my fickle thoughts.

‘Go!’

“Ugh!” I tossed again, curling like a ball in bed as I clutched my blanket. I saw the time on my phone screen. It was already two in the morning. “What the?!” I snorted before closing my eyes. To calm my troubling carnal thoughts, I breathed in and out of my mouth, which was a big mistake. My throat went dry, and I felt thirsty.

I turned my back and checked Elisha’s bedside table. The cold water bottles were already empty, so I had to go to the kitchen to get something to soothe my thirst.

“Damn it!” I puffed again, stomping as I walked out of the room. I quietly closed the door and, before I could turn and march away, felt an entity standing behind me. I slowly moved my body to check it, and I almost screamed as soon as I saw who it was.

“Shhhh!” It was Sammy, cupping my mouth. “It's me, Sammy!” He hushed.

My gaping eyes suddenly narrowed before scowling at him. Sammy removed his hand and smiled. “You’re still awake?!” I whispered.

Sammy nodded. “Yeah, I can’t sleep….”

I was about to tell him likewise when I noticed how he looked in front of me. He was shirtless and wearing only his red checkered boxers. “Why are…why are you wearing here?” I incoherently asked with saucer-eyed and an almost drooling mouth.

Sammy looked down. “Huh? Why am I here, and what am I wearing, you mean?” he glowered.

I inwardly smacked my stupid brain for asking such a silly question. “Yeah, whatever…” I only could say.

Sammy chuckled, “This is my sleeping wear,” he smirked. “I got thirsty, but I ran out of bottled water, so I came out to get some downstairs,” he explained, scratching the upper hem of his boxers before yawning. “You? I didn’t expect to see you…and…You looked sexy in your nighties....” I noticed how his throat moved and gulped.

I looked down to check myself—holy freaking lord. I was indeed watching almost see-through nighties. My heavy boobies protruded, and I bet Sammy could see my nips. I forgot to put on the robe, for Pete’s sake. “Oh..thirsty…” I murmured before looking at Sammy.

“Sophie…”

To my surprise, his sweet smile earlier became a smirk as he towered over me. I didn’t realize our bodies were inches closer. I gulped, feeling the tension between us. “Sammy…”

“I want you…” Sammy said in his deep baritone voice. It was so sexy that I felt my knees buckle. “Let’s try it,” he added, his sizeable, veiny hand holding my bare arm. “I know you can feel it.”

I swallowed my remaining sanity and looked deeply into his gleaming amber-colored eyes. My body started to betray me, feeling the carnal desires that had been bothering me for hours. “Okay...” I murmured, “Just this time....” I knew it was a lie, but perhaps Sammy could fill in the harrowing experience of my first s****l encounter. “And be gentle…”

Sammy held my hand and squeezed it. “I will...” he said before tugging me back into his bedroom.

The adrenaline in my body suddenly rushed in excitement. As soon as he closed the door, Sammy held me against it and cornered me. His hand that was holding me groped my bum and lifted me. He was tall, so I snaked my arms around his neck and shoulders and initiated the first kiss.

It was warm and wild as we dueled our mouths and tongues together. My legs wrapped around his waist while my back was still leaning on the flat surface of the door. His hand still held me securely before his free one cupped my breast instantly.

“Ahh…” His warm palm pressed me, feeling the size of one of my twins. He then began brushing his fingers on the other one and then on my n*****s. His touches sent a thousand bolts of electricity through my body. Well, it was my arousal. Sammy continued, squeezing my breasts.

“Bed…” Sammy broke the kiss and turned before heading to his massive and soft bed. He gently laid our bodies on it before slightly hovering over me and swiftly removing the remaining clothes on my body. I saw how his eyes gaped as he noticed I was bare down south. “Commando…”

I pursed my lips and smirked. “Yeah…”

Sammy chuckled before palming my honeypot. “Warm... and wet…” his manly voice ragged while his fingers parted me.

I bit my lower lip and felt ashamed, though proud of my body. I was bald and clean. “Kiss me…” I murmured, which Sammy did right away.

Our kisses were passionate while his fingers dipped in and out of my core. I was wet indeed, and I bet he knew I had been soaking since the kiss we shared ours ago. I must be on my monthly peak. I felt horny and needy.

Sammy remained on top of me, kissing my lips and neck back to my breasts and lips. I could feel his bulge against me. It was like wood between my legs. He was still wearing his boxers, restraining something thick and long inside.

He was true to his words when he said he loved my boobies. He worshipped them like his toys, cupping and licking them like there was no tomorrow. His tongue twirled inside his mouth while he sucked my n*****s.

I could feel every sensation of his wet tongue. Sammy continued doing it while touching my mound and flaps. I tremble in excitement. I didn’t remember this feeling with Chase. We were passionate too, but I guess I was still so young and edgy that I didn't feel ready to receive him. “Sammmyy….” I moaned, fingers perfectly circling around.

This was the best moment for me. It was like a spell, and for a moment, I didn't feel terrified.

Sammy kept squeezing my breasts while fingering me. His fingers were firm and hard. I kept moaning and begging him to continue what he was doing. He was like a big baby hungry for milk, and I was a doll enjoying the play.

Sammy showed me a different world of s*x and pleasure that I had never had or experienced before. No wonder Elisha fell for Kyle’s carnal world. This was indeed good, erasing my sad thoughts about Chase.

His kisses slowly went down my tummy and finally onto my soaking core. The smirk he gave before diving his mouth on it put me at my peak. With one lick, I finally trembled in my orgasm. My eyes rolled while my core tightened and shook.

“That’s fast, my sweety,” Sammy mumbled while his mouth was full. He then licked me again, kissing my core like how he had sucked my breast earlier. He continued eating and worshipping me down south while I clutched his thick hair, hearing the non-stop slurping sound of my lower lips and his mouth.

“Oh…damn…” My eyes rolled the second time around.

“My turn…” Sammy stood up, taking something from his bedside drawer. I sighed in relief after seeing him put on his cond*m as soon as he removed his boxers.

“F*ck…” I murmured, gaping at his thick and hard member, realizing Sammy was well-endowed. Bigger than I had seen and seemed scarier.

“You okay?” Sammy asked, rubbing his guy up and down. “You scared?” positioning in between my legs.

I honestly nodded. “That’s th..thick….”

Sammy laughed and touched my core, rubbing my wetness onto him. “I am…” he said, slapping them on my clit before thrusting in.

“Ouch! Chase, stop!” I screamed suddenly, holding him.

“Chase?” Sammy’s eyes gaped, then his brows quickly knitted together.

I gulped. Speechless. His first thrust was indeed painful. “No…I…I…Chase…ex..” I couldn’t say it. The heat between us seemed to stop. Maybe it was time for me to say no. I looked at Sammy and was tempted to go. “I’m sorry…my past…”

Sammy kissed my forehead. “Don’t say that…I’m sorry for hurting you,” he whispered, looking straight into my eyes. “Do you want to stop?” he worriedly asked, running his hand through my sweaty hair.

I shook my head before claiming his lips. Of course not. “Just be gentle…” I broke the kiss and put my lips on his ear. “My first was traumatic…please erase them…take…me…” I whispered while Sammy peppered my neck with kisses.

“I will…” Sammy uttered, guiding my hand and letting me hold his thick and hard manhood for a while. I gripped his warm soldier. It slightly poked my slit. Then, with the help of my hand, it slowly and gently entered me. I gasped. My eyes rolled, feeling my wet walls stretch with his size. “You okay?”

I nodded, biting my lower lip. “I’m fine…I’m enjoying it…” I lied. It still hurts, but it was slowly fading away. Sammy pulled and pushed his thickness until I was comfortable and adjusted to his girth and rhythm.

Sammy lunged in and out continuously. His pumping became faster and harder. I had to cover my mouth to stop screaming and moaning loudly. “It’s okay. My room is soundproofed.” Sammy smiled above my body.

“Okay…” I could only voice before moaning to my heart's content while kissing and touching his hard-muscled body.

“Silly!” Sammy chuckled as he hammered my body. The intensity and thrust were getting stronger, giving my core all satisfaction and pleasure.

I couldn't count how many times I reached my orgasm. Sammy truly enjoyed my body, flipping me on my stomach before entering me from behind. He rode and rocked me while his fingers rubbed and circled my sensitive nub. Long minutes had passed, and I felt Sammy had finally reached his peak.

His quivering lower body pinned me to the bed. The ragged groans and heavy breaths meant he was spent and satisfied while lying on my back. Sammy began kissing my nape and whispered in my ear, “Oh…I want you more, but I need to sleep….stay…” he then pulled himself out and laid flat on the bed. His c*m-filled condom was still up, saluting at me.

“Let me see…” I said, catching my breath while still on all fours beside his glistening body.

Sammy smirked before removing the rubber, tying it, and dropping it on the floor. “Sweety…You are awesome,” he mumbled, smiling.

To my great amazement, his droopy eyes closed and never opened again. I stared at him, scowling in disbelief. The soft, even snores echoed in the room once filled with our moans and groans.

Just like that, Sammy slept on me. “F*ck…I’m still thirsty…” I snorted, getting up from bed.

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