Paranormal Erotic Romance Box Set (45 page)

Dr. Connor
stepped out of his pants and unzipped Zoe’s skirt. As her wool mini-skirt fell
to the floor, Dr. Connor pushed Zoe’s sweater up her back and unhooked her bra.
He ran his hands around her ribcage to the front of her body and slid them
under her bra. Zoe squealed as Dr. Connor pinched and twisted her
ultra-sensitive nipples and massaged her large tits. Zoe put her fingers into
the waistband of her thong and pushed them down her legs. Dr. Connor looked
down at Zoe’s fit body and smiled.

“What an ass you
have,” he said as he gave her a sharp smack across her beautiful ass.

Dr. Connor
couldn’t stand it any longer. He wedged his knee between Zoe’s legs to part
them. Zoe spread her legs further and arched her back as she braced her hands
against the wall. Dr. Connor grabbed his throbbing cock and rubbed it back and
forth against Zoe’s wet pussy lips. Her legs trembled with anticipation as Dr.
Connor pressed against the opening of her pussy with the head of his cock.
Their wetness mingled as he pushed in.

As he entered
her, Dr. Connor couldn’t remember entering a pussy that felt so tight. Zoe
gripped his cock with the muscles of her pussy as he rammed his cock into her
to the root. Zoe gasped and that alone made Dr. Connor feel he would shoot his
load immediately. But he forged ahead, pulling out of Zoe’s pussy to the head
of his cock before he slammed back into her to the base.

Zoe felt as if
Dr. Connor would split her in two. Never had she had such a wide cock and she
finally experienced what Vicky spoke of when she said that some men have the
perfect girth that will make a girl cum from the fucking alone. But as she
neared her orgasm and her wetness flowed, Zoe met every one of Dr. Connor’s
deep thrusts into her pussy as she raked her long nails down the wall of the
foyer. Sweat pooled in the hollow of her neck like a birdbath as Dr. Connor dug
his fingers into Zoe’s hip bones and fucked her hard.

Dr. Connor
fucked Zoe as if he knew he would destroy her. And Zoe felt that she had never
been fucked before Dr. Allen Connor fucked her.

Finally, with
the last, best thrust, Dr. Connor slammed his cock into Zoe’s pussy and touched
something deep inside that lit her up like a pinball machine. Her pussy
convulsed against Dr. Connor’s cock as her legs shook and she came. She threw
her head back and screamed so loud, Dr. Connor knew that his conservative
neighbors, the Stanhopes, heard her as they had lunch in their kitchen. But he
cared not about the Stanhopes and their judgment because as the muscles in Zoe’s
pussy massaged his throbbing cock, Dr. Connor too lost all control and shot a
massive load into Zoe’s hot pussy.

He rested his
head against Zoe’s back and they both tried to calm their breathing as Zoe’s
muscles contracted against Dr. Connor’s cock and squeezed every last drop of
his cum out of him and deep within her.

“Jesus,” Allen
said into Zoe’s ear, “that was the best I ever had.”

Zoe beamed with
pride.

“Me too,” she
said and giggled as she wiggled her ass against Dr. Connor.

They stayed
knotted together for a long time until Zoe released Allen’s cock and he
withdrew.

“Welcome home,
baby,” Dr. Connor said as he gripped Zoe’s shoulders and spun her around to
face him.

He stared into
her eyes and smiled as he leaned in and kissed her. Their full lips pressed
together as the tip of Dr. Connor’s tongue flicked back and forth against Zoe’s
tongue and explored her hot mouth. He wanted nothing more than to fuck her
again. He surprised himself as he usually needed a bit of a break but his cock,
still wet with Zoe’s pussy juices, stiffened as they kissed.

“Well, what now?”
Dr. Connor said as he and Zoe parted and he brushed a piece of her hair from
her forehead.

“Now?” Zoe said
as she glanced down Dr. Connor’s body and stared at his hard cock. “More.”

However, a few
days later, there was something amiss.

Uneasiness crept
into Zoe’s brain, the cause of which, she had yet to know. While things seemed
fine with Dr. Connor, Zoe was on edge and felt as if she was an intruder in Dr.
Connor’s life. What’s more, she felt as if she did not really know what was
going on inside Dr. Connor’s head and this bothered her a great deal. She
longed to know the man she loved and at that point, she felt that she didn’t
know him at all.

“Is he hiding
something?” Zoe said as she stared at her reflection in the ornate, gilded
mirror hanging in the foyer.

“Imposter!” a
female voice boomed through the house.

Zoe spun around
and stared into the living room and shook her head.

“Hello?” she
said as she wrung her hands. “Is anyone in there?”

But there was no
response. She walked into the living room and looked around the empty room. Zoe
ran her fingers through her hair and walked back to the mirror.

“It’s nerves,”
she said as she stared at herself. “Just nerves.”

A few weeks
later, Zoe threw her first dinner party at Dr. Connor’s home.

An intimate
affair, the only guests invited were Vicky and Mike. Zoe used this as a
practice run to prepare for the hospital big-shots and their wives she was sure
Allen would expect her to entertain. She spent days planning the menu and shopping
for the meal. She had to make sure everything was perfect, not for her guests
of course, but to impress Allen. She knew that Allen would be observing her
domestic skills with a critical eye and she had to pass his test.

Zoe was a mass
of nerves as she brushed her limp hair off her forehead while she was stirring risotto
over a steaming pot. She managed to cover the dress she wore with an apron, but
she knew her makeup had practically melted off her face by the time she heard
the doorbell ring.

“Babe,” Dr.
Connor called from the dining room, “I think our guests are here.”

“Can you get the
door?” she said as she scraped the sticky rice from the bottom of the pot. “I
can’t leave this.”

“Okay, okay,”
Dr. Connor said as he walked down the hall toward their front door with a large
scotch in his hand.

He opened the
door and inhaled sharply as he stared at Vicky standing on his front stoop. She
looked absolutely stunning in a tight, nude low cut dress. Her diamond earrings
caught the light over the front door and practically blinded Dr. Connor. He
walked toward her, ready to give her a tight hug, when Mike Frederick appeared
from the shadows.

“Hey, Doc,” he
said and clapped Allen on the shoulder as he walked through the front door, “nice
pile of bricks!”

Vicky extended
her hand to Allen and allowed him to lead her into the house.

“You look
absolutely amazing, Vicky,” Dr. Connor said as he stepped back from her and
extended her arms out.

Vickie stared
into Dr. Connor’s eyes and licked her lips. As she opened her mouth to reply to
the object of her lust, Zoe barreled through the kitchen door and she bit her
lip to keep from laughing as she saw her limp-looking, harried friend.

“Well, I figured
someone should sex it up a bit,” Vicky said and winked at Dr. Connor.

Dr. Connor
turned and looked at Zoe and shook his head.

“What?” Zoe said
as she looked from Dr. Connor to Vicky.

“Nothing, you
look nice, darling,” Dr. Connor said and gave Zoe a kiss on the cheek. “Just a
bit prim.”

“Yes, prim,”
Vicky said and smiled. “That’s it exactly. Zoe, you look very sweet.”

Zoe looked down
at her modest violet dress and back at Vicky in her curve hugging dress and her
heart sunk.

“I should
change,” she said.

“Don’t be silly,”
Dr. Connor said and walked toward the living room bar to make drinks, “you may
burn dinner.”

“Thanks,” Zoe
said and scoffed as she walked back through the kitchen door.

“Let me get you
some drinks,” Dr. Connor said as he led Vicky and Mike into the living room. “Have
a seat.”

Mike and Vicky
sat on opposite ends of the room, something Dr. Connor noted with interest. It
was obvious to Dr. Connor that this Mike person was Vicky’s beard and someone
to make her feel better about herself.

Dr. Connor made
Mike and Vicky drinks and Mike looked around the living room and whistled.

“Man, these
people sure know how to live, don’t they, babe?” Mike said.

“So, Allen,”
Vicky said as she took a stubby rocks glass filled with scotch from Dr. Connor’s
hand, “any word on my application?”

Dr. Connor
leaned in the doorway of the living room and looked down at Vicky sitting on
the velvet loveseat below him.

“Your what?” Dr.
Connor said and took a sip of his drink.

“My application!
Have you forgotten already? The day I came to see you?”

“Oh, of course.
Well, I did turn it into our H.R. Department. I will be sure to check on it in
the morning.”

“Yeah, doc,”
Mike said after he drained his scotch in one pull, “that would be awesome if
you could pull some strings. Don’t want Vicky sitting around and becoming all
domesticated. Shit like that gives females bad ideas, don’t you think?”

Dr. Connor
looked up at Vicky’s buffoon of a date, sure that whatever was going on between
them wouldn’t last a minute if he got his hands on Vicky.

“I’m not sure,
Mike,” Allen said. “Seems that Vicky has a lot of ambition. Graduating top of
her class is no easy feat. Where did you go to college, Mike?”

“You remember?”
Vicky said and smiled.

“Of course I
remember,” he said. “I always remember drive and ambition in ladies. Many women
out there lack drive. I find laziness a most unattractive trait in women.”

It was then that
Vicky decided to divulge Zoe’s secret and ruin her perfect dinner party and
drive a wedge between her friend and Dr. Connor.

“Well, I am
anything but lazy,” Vicky said and finished her drink. “Anything but.”

“Yes, I--”

Dr. Connor was
interrupted by Zoe summoning them all into the dining room for dinner.

Vicky couldn’t
help but be impressed at the lovely table that Zoe set. She also managed to fix
her hair before placing four bottles of expensive wine on the table. Vicky made
sure to overemphasize the toughness of the steak by allowing the Wusthof steak
knife to squeak against the Wedgewood china when she cut into the meat.

“Sorry,” Zoe
said as she clapped her hands over her ears, “I suppose I should have cooked
them a little less.”

“No, it’s fine,”
Vicky said. “I like well-done.”

“You did an
amazing job, baby,” Dr. Connor said as he poured a glass of Merlot into a
large-mouthed goblet. “The table is set beautifully.”

“I’ll drink to
that, doc!” Mike said and drained his wine glass.

“More?” Zoe said
and stood to pour Mike another glass.

“Yes,” Vicky
said, “fill us all up. I want to propose a toast to my beautiful friend.”

“Oh, how lucky,
I am,” Zoe said as she filled the four wine glasses at the table and then took
her seat.

Vicky stood and
smoothed her dress over her hips. She looked around the table and smiled. She
then locked eyes with Dr. Connor.

“I want to say
that I am extremely happy for you and Zoe. I admit I was a bit jealous when she
began blabbing to me about this wonderful man she met, Allen. But looking
around this house, seeing the room you made for her in your life, makes me very
happy. I’ve worried about this girl. She is something special. And when she told
me she quit her job, I was even more worried. I thought she was too special to
have housefrau as her biggest talent. But seeing her happiness, her obvious
domesticity and her love for you, puts my mind at ease. Salute.”

Vicky raised her
glass and took a drink. Mike drank all of his wine and clapped.

“Great speech,
babe!” he said.

Zoe looked down
at her plate and Dr. Connor looked from Zoe to Mike.

“Can you stop
clapping, please?” Dr. Connor said to Mike. “I’m sorry, I think I missed
something.”

Dr. Connor
turned and faced Zoe and put his hand on her arm.

“Did Vicky say
you quit your job?”

“I--” Zoe said
and shook her head.

“You, what? Were
going to tell me?”

“Yes,” Zoe said
and sighed.

“When? When I
caught on to the fact that you’ve been lying to me when I ask you how your day
was?”

“I didn’t--”

“When I asked
you how your day at
work
was, what did you tell me?”

“I, I--”

“You-you told me
it was fine.
How was your day at work today, darling?
Fine, baby
,
you said!”

“Oh, fuck,
Vicky,” Mike said and chuckled. “Sounds like you shoulda kept that cat in the
bag!”

“Yes, maybe you
should have!” Dr. Connor said as he stood from the table and threw his napkin
in his plate.