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A whole goddamned week of this… you kept having this dream of your doctor…
“P-please-” you muttered desperately “shh… behave yourself” he whispered into your ear… his fingers swiftly danced on your clit while his other hand pinched and rolled your nipple… his chest alongside his groin were pressed against your body… you knew he intended for you to feel his erection and you need his cock!!!
“Zayne! I-” you were about to start begging but he gripped your chin tightly, stopping you from uttering more words “you heard me, sweetheart. Behave yourself” he said coldly, that’s when you felt your orgasm rip through, it was euphoric until Zayne stopped rubbing your clit mid way through. ruining your orgasm and getting you upset and frustrated.
Before you could complain he flipped you on your stomach and shoved himself deep inside your sweet heat… you gasped loudly, he didn’t wait for you to adjust and just started thrusting frantically “FUCK!!!” You screamed “language sweetheart” he chuckles as he says it.
You could feel it piling up inside you again, he reached a hand under your stomach and over to your clit, he rubbed your clit side to side aggressively “Zayne! Zayne! Zayne!” His name spilled from your mouth loudly like a chant, you came again this time Zayne didn’t stop. you whined and squirmed as he groaned and came inside you, you could feel his cock throbbing as ropes of semen spurt inside of you.
he flips you to be on your back so you can now look at him, he leans down and kisses you passionately and you let him. He pulled away from the kiss when he became breathless, he put a hand on your cheek “wake up” he smiled slightly “! Wake up?-”
You woke up, to your underwear and bottoms soaking wet… you look to the side and see that you’re late for work! Damn him!
You sighed while staring at your computer, suddenly nothing makes sense anymore as if you lost your ability to read and became illiterate. You know Tara and the others by now probably noticed your performance decline but no one dared to bother… It's been a year since Caleb’s and grandma’s death but you began to move… and this is a sign… wet dreams instead of nightmares.
You leave work early to enjoy a peaceful evening at your lonely home, you cook instant noodles while mindlessly staring at the wall, after you finish eating you go to your room.
Your phone beeps and crap… you forgot you had an appointment with your physician, Dr.Zayne… ‘I don’t wanna go’ you muttered to yourself but you knew that's not a good idea you missed last week's appointment, last time you missed two appointments in a row Dr.Zayne himself went to do a well-being check on you… your mental health wasn’t at its best and you recently made the ‘mistake’ of opening up to you physician in a moment of vulnerability and he did not take lightly to that, assigning a therapist for you that you never attended even a session for and ignored his calls.
You rolled out of bed to get ready to go to your appointment at the hospital.
As you enter the hospital you notice that it's unusually empty probably cause it's late at night, you speed walk to Zayne’s doctor office, nearly slamming the door against the door.
“You're late,” Zayne said indifferently “my shift is about to end.” He picked up his glasses from his office desk and put them on, fixing them in place with his middle and index fingers. You would be lying if you said he didn’t look attractive with his glasses on.
“Sorry I got off work late” your eyes darted away. “You don’t have to lie to me” he turned to you and you felt your face heat up from embarrassment, he must’ve looked at the weekly report the hunters association provided him and he saw when you left work.
“Anything unusual?” Zayne asked coldly before looking back at his computer screen, you clenched your fists “nothing” but by your tone it was obvious that you were frustrated that he confronted you about your lie, the doctor sighed and got up from his chair “that doesn’t sound like nothing” he walked up to you “did you hurt yourself again?” Zayne’s tone changed to a softer one.
“What?! No!” You said loudly, “I can tell when something is wrong with one of my patients, and I believe you know that so no need to be dishonest with me.” Zayne stepped closer to you and put a hand on your cheek. Your face heated up instantly, this was just like in your dream.
You pulled away from his touch “I've been having a problem lately but it's…” you looked away “it's embarrassing to talk about out loud…” you sat down on the patient cushioned seat, bucking your thighs together.
Zayne pinched his chin “well how am I supposed to help my patient if they won't tell me their symptoms?” he looked down at you
“I've been having wet dreams non stop for a week now” you looked back up at him “have you considered fulfilling these fantasies of yours? Maybe the lack of emotional connection makes you experience such intense dreams” he said calmly in an attempt not to embarrass you but it just made you cringe painfully.
“But i-” you blushed and bit your bottom lip “is there something wrong?” Zayne tilted his head to the side “I fantasise about you doctor Zayne…” you confessed shamefully. “Really? Then I might have to make your dreams come true” he leaned down and gripped your chin gently “do you want that?” he whispered and you nodded “yes” you whispered back.
“You might be ovulating” Zayne suggests “ovulation is a phase in the menstrual cycle when your ovary releases an egg-” you kiss his lip to cut him off and he let out a surprised gentle gasp “no doc, I am experiencing a bad case of horny syndrome” that made him chuckle and smile softly.
His hand went to lips, two digits rubbing against your lips. “open your mouth for me” he commanded you and your body obeyed on command, he pushed his fingers in and you sucked on his fingers.
“You're being so obedient” Zayne shoved his gloved fingers into your mouth, rubbing your tongue. You made a show of licking and sucking at his fingers. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth leaning down to kiss you as his hands travelled down your body, sneaking his fingers into your underwear.
His hand felt your sex, a finger going to rub your clit with slow circular motion, he sucked every whimper you let out. Your hand went to fondle his bulge noticing that he was aroused too, you smiled at that. The thought that he desired you too was making you wet.
Zayne pushed a finger in “tell me if anything hurts” he muttered as he worked his other finger in too, the pad of his hand rubbed against your clit as he thrusted his fingers in and out.
As he kept going your insides started quivering, back arching against the hospital seat. “Zayne!..” you were close, you gripped into the seat armstands as you came.
Zayne stepped back and unbuckled his belt, he pulled down his pants and boxers. His gloved hands going to stroke his aroused cock “i want to put it in” he murmured
You wiggled out of your pants and underwear “I want you in me too” you got up and sat on his desk, spreading your legs.
Zayne settled in front of your legs, his hand gripping your thigh as he rubbed his dick between your wet folds, his sensitive tip touching your clit making both of you gasp in pleasure.
“Zayne~” you trembled as he started to push into your pussy “oh god awh~…” he groaned and stopped once he was all the way inside you.
You were sucking him right in, soft hot walls wrapping around his cock… oh how great it felt to be one with each other, Zayne started thrusting moving back and forth.
You arched your back slightly off the desk at the sensation and “oh yeah~” Zayne hand went to your clit, rubbing your clit slowly with his thumb while his palm rested at the top of your mound. Whimpers and low soft moans spilled from his mouth, you couldn’t help but admire his vulnerability as he lost himself in you.
“F-feels good” you moaned and squirmed, accidentally knocking over paperwork “oh im sorry-” he leaned in and captured your lips in an unexpected kiss “shh pay attention to me only” he whispered as he kissed you again, swallowing all your moans.
He pulled back from the kiss, Zayne started kissing and sucking at your neck giving you light hickeys as his thrusts grew more erratic, your insides soaking more with wet as time ticked by.
You yelped as he bit your neck, the pain pushing you over the edge, your back arching terribly as you came. “Zayne! Zayne !” You couldn’t help but call the doctor's name in ecstasy, he followed you shortly after with a loud groan, pulling out as he shot his load all over your stomach.
as you dressed up you noticed the hickeys all over your neck. “I want everyone to know how much I care for my patient, don't you worry they will fade in less than a week” he commented as he fixed his belt and pantts.