The Doctor’s Touch Pt.2
For the first two days after the appointment, Nicole felt a rare sense of peace. The explosive orgasm had successfully drained the agonizing tension that had been building up for months. But by the third day, the calm vanished, replaced by a roaring, insatiable hunger. Sitting on her living room sofa, she found herself completely unable to focus on anything else. Every time she closed her eyes, she could feel the phantom sensation of Mike’s thick, strong fingers sliding inside her, stretching her, and the heavy, commanding friction of his thumb against her clitoris. Her pregnancy hormones had bounced back with a vengeance, and the memory of that professional-turned-sensual touch was making her ache worse than before. She looked at the calendar. Three weeks and four days left until her next appointment. It felt like …