Prescribed (The White Coat Series) by D.D. Parker

finger and hitting just the right spot. 
    I let another moan rip through my core as he slid another finger, stretching me in preparation for his fullness. It sent me over the edge. 
    My body convulsed as my hands gripped the sheets, ripping them off the bed as a wave of ecstasy came over me, again and again . I shivered under Ryan’s touch, giving myself fully to him. My vision erupted into stars as the pleasure rocked me. I knew I needed him inside me. 
    And he knew too. 
    He slid his fingers out of me and pushed himself up, hoisting his perfectly sculpted body above mine. I parted my legs further, feeling the head of his member just brush up against my entrance. 
    “I want to be inside of you,” he said, coming down and kissing my neck, his lips sucking hungrily at my flesh. 
    “Take me,” I whispered, pushing myself upward so that his thick cock was now spreading my lips, aching to be taken. 
    And in one smooth thrust, he was buried inside me up to his tight balls. I gasped as I felt him stretch my inner walls to lengths I’ve never felt before. I dug my nails into his muscular shoulders as he thrusted, deeper and harder. Harder and deeper. 
    Faster. 
    Hungrier. 
    Louder . 
    Our bodies slammed together in passion, my soaking wetness keeping a vice grip around his hard rod. I could feel him enter and exit, opening me anew. I was so close to the edge again. I rocked forward, rubbing my clit against his soft, curly hair. 
    And then I was thrown off the cliff for a second time. And a third. My muscles spasmed again as my breath escaped me. I could hear his own breathing become more and more labored. I knew he was close to giving me his seed. 
    “I’m going to cum,” he growled, pulling himself out of me and aiming his glistening hard cock at my exposed belly. He unloaded his warm seed on my exposed and flushed skin. He convulsed above me as his dick pumped with each stringy shot, his arms shaking under his own weight. 
    When we were both done, I looked up and smiled. 
    I felt safe. 
    And that was really fucking hot. 
    “It only took us two tries to get it right,” he said, falling down next to me, his hand thrown over my chest as his face nestled into the crook of my neck. I could feel his stubble scratch my sensitive skin as he planted tiny kisses throughout. 
    “Third time was definitely the charm,” I whispered, running my hands through his hair, feeling the bliss between us fill the room. 
    “I was half expecting an Express worker to barge in through the door with a nurse behind him,” he said, laughing the slightest bit into my neck, his warm, soft breath running over me. 
    “And I wouldn’t have cared,” I said, surprising myself at the foxiness. But it’s probably true, I would have kept going.  
    We laid there, entwined, our bodies a rubix cube of passion and sweat. 
    It all felt so right.  
    Nothing was going to tear me away from this man. 

CHAPTER TWELVE

    “Holy shit,” I said into my phone as Courtney picked up on the other line. 
    “What happened?” she asked. I could hear Maury playing in the background. 
    “We may have hooked up,” I said, still smiling at the mind-blowing experience as I clicked my keys and turned on the ignition. 
    “What?! Oh. My. God! In the hospital? That must have been so hot.” 
    I noticed she had turned off Maury. 
    “It was unbelievable. I never experienced anything like it.” 
    “How big was he?” 
    “Courtney, you do not need to know that,” I said, feeling myself flush at just the thought of Ryan’s bulge. 
    “Oh come on, Em. Been there done that. I’m just curious.” 
    “Big enough,” I said quickly, making a turn out of the hospital parking lot and down the road towards Eric’s apartment. 
    “Wait… weren’t you supposed to go visit your dying abusive boyfriend?” 
    Again, Courtney lacked the tact but made up for it with plenty of heart. 
    “Yes, Court. I did see him and it wasn’t good. He can’t