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sna ked around me from behi nd . I rem ain still as he listens to my

hea rtbea t. His other ha nd slowly beg ins to find its way bet ween my
leg s and then ins ide my pant ies and then inside of me. I grip the
couch but try to keep the no ises to a mini mum whi le he listens to my
hea rt.
“One hu nd red and ten, ” he says, still uns atisfied .
He pulls my hi ps back to meet hi m and then I can feel hi m freei ng

hi msel f from hi s scrubs. He grips my hi p with one ha nd while sho ving
my pant ies aside with the other. Then he pushes for ward unt il he’s all
the way ins ide of me.
I’m grasping the couch with two des pera te fis ts when he pauses to
listen to my hea rt again. “Lily,” he says with mock disappoint ment .
“One twent y. Not quite where I want you.”
The stet ho scope disappea rs again and hi s arm curls around my

waist. His ha nd slides down my stomach and set tles bet ween my leg s. I
can no long er keep up with hi s rhy thm . I can barel y ev en stay on my
knees . He’s someho w ho lding me up with one ha nd and des troying
me in the bes t possible way with hi s other ha nd . Right whe n I start to
tremb le, he pulls me upright unt il my back meet s hi s ches t. He’s still
ins ide me, but no w he’s focused on my hea rt again as he moves hi s

stet ho scope around to the front of my ches t.
I let out a moan and he pres ses hi s lips to my ea r. “Shh. No no ises .”
I ha ve no idea ho w I make it thro ugh the nex t thi rty sec ond s
witho ut making ano ther sound. One of hi s arms is wrapped around
me with the stet ho scope pres sed to my ches t. His other arm is tight
agains t my stomach as hi s ha nd cont inu es its magic bet wee n my leg s.
He’s still someho w deep ins ide me and I’m trying to move agains t

hi m, but he’s rock solid as the trem ors beg in to rush thro ugh me. My
leg s are sha king and my ha nd s are at my sides , gripping the tops of hi s
thi ghs as it takes ev er y ounc e of my streng th no t to screa m out hi s
na me.
I’m still sha king when he lifts my ha nd and places the diaphra gm
agains t my wrist. After sev era l sec ond s, he pulls the stet ho scope away

and tosses it to the floor. “One fif ty,” he says with satisfaction. He pulls
out of me and flips me ont o my back and then hi s mouth is on mine
and he’s ins ide me again.