Curing Doctor Vincent (The Good Doctor Trilogy Book 1) (5 page)

I couldn’t speak. He was right. I had
always been in touch with my sexual side. In the theater, in my classes, in
meetings at work, I worked myself to the brink of orgasm with only my thoughts
and clenching muscles. It was my guilty pleasure. My dirty little secret.
Sometimes I failed to stop short. Damn, he was good.

“How many times do you indulge? Once is
never enough, is it? Dozens. I bet you’re swollen and ready and we haven’t even
started. Let me see.”

I often explored my body, but always when
I was alone. An audience was new territory. We were in a restaurant.
Granted a nearly empty one,
but… Opening my legs would be the tipping point. I could
still change my mind.

Marco leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Show
him.” His hot breath tickled. I shivered. He placed his hand on my thigh,
giving the slightest nudge.
Sebastian placed his palm on my knee.

My leg twitched without my permission,
but Marco took it as a sign of victory. I closed my eyes as his hands, smooth,
large and masculine, urged them apart. The cold breeze from the air
conditioning blew across my wet flesh, chilling. The thought of these three men
eyeing me with lust boiled my blood.

A gasp left the doctor’s lips. “Even
better than I imagined.”

I couldn’t breathe. Was it embarrassment
or anticipation? Or the heady combination of the two? What an intoxicating
mixture.

“Marco, open her up to me. Show me all
she hides.”

Sebastian caressed my thigh, while Marco
scraped his stubble along my neck and grasped my chin with one hand. His lips
captured mine, soft and full, tasting of wine and chocolate. His other hand ran
up the inside of my other thigh and then he rested his fingers between my slick
folds.

I moaned when Sebastian’s lips found that
sensitive spot behind my ear.

Marco halted his kiss and directed his
attention back to the doctor. He parted my folds. “What do you think, Xavier?”

The doctor leaned across the table. “She’s
perfection.”

Just then Jacques appeared with another
round of water. I tried to close my legs but Marco and Sebastian held them open
with a firm hand on each thigh.

Dr. Vincent motioned for Jacques. “Jacques,
tell me. Is that not the most beautiful pussy you’ve ever seen?”

“Yes, it is Doctor. By far.”

“What do you think I should do? She’s
dripping wet.”

Jacques folded the towel that was once
wrapped around the bottle of sparkling water and tucked it under his arm, then
placed the glass on the table. “She’s begging to be fucked. I say do what any
gentleman would, and give the lady all she desires.”

The doctor nodded. “Good answer. You
always give the best advice.”

Jacques turned and walked toward the
kitchen like this was an everyday occurrence. I had heard that the French were
more blasé about sex, but the waiter’s comfort with the situation made me
wonder what else he may have witnessed in his role.

Dr. Vincent leaned back in the chair and
fumbled with his pants. The thought of him touching himself because of me added
a new emotion to the mi
x.
Then he
spoke, “You heard the man, Marco. Fuck her… With your fingers.”

I couldn’t have utter
ed
a sound if I had wanted to.
The scene was too surreal.

Marco slid his fingers through my wetness
and entered me with one long digit. Marco’s cock pressed hard against my leg. He
slid his finger in and out. Every time he pushed his finger back inside, he
rubbed his cock against me.

The
doctor unzipped the fly on his pants. “Sebastian, show me her breasts.”

Sebastian
slid the sleeves of the dress down my arms. He reached behind me, urging me to
lean forward and unhooked my bra. He bunched the dress at my waist and removed
the remaining confining garment. I had never been a thin woman and always
considered my breasts one of my finer features. My nipples stood hard,
accenting the full, round globes.

Sebastian’s
hand rose as if to touch them, but the doctor interrupted, “Not yet, I want her
to think about you touching them first. Let it sink in. The brain is the most
powerful sex organ. I want her to think about you touching and sucking them.
Marco, add another finger, she needs more.”

“My pleasure.” Marco’s fingers were long
and he curved them so each time he breached my core they hit a place that sent
electricity through my body.

Marco moaned against my neck. “You’re
like silk. So tight. I can’t wait to fuck you.” His fingers moved faster and
his palm grazed my clit with each penetration.

I opened my eyes to see the doctor
leaning back in the chair, his pants unzipped and his cock in his hand. The
size of him surprised me. What a waste that no woman would ever know the
pleasure of having him. He caressed it with long, confident strokes; his eyes
darted from mine to Marco’s work and back.

The
doctor released a sound somewhere between a moan and hum. “Marco, fuck her
harder, I want to see her come.”

Marco complied. His hand moved in frantic
motions, pulling all the way out then slamming back in rapid succession.

“That’s it Marco. Work her juicy pussy.”
Sucking
sounds filled the air.
“Sebastian, she’s ready. Do it now.”

Sebastian’s
large hands grasped my breast and his mouth closed over my nipple. He sucked
hard, and teased with the tip of his tongue.

I moaned, tossing my head back. I was
close but still fraught with anxiety.

The doctor leaned to the side. “Look in
the glass.”

In the window
,
the superimposed image of
Marco’s performance, Sebastian latched on to my breast and the doctor’s hand
wrapped around his own cock, reflected back at me.

I tried to hold back, but it was too
much. I came undone. My legs went rigid and my muscles closed around Marco’s
fingers. I groaned, trying to choke back a scream. A cloud of euphoria filled
my head and in that moment I didn’t care where I was or why I was there. It was
peace. A warm gush of liquid coated my thighs, Marco’s hand, and the
bench
. I threw my head back and gritted
my teeth while his fingers maintained their movement. I fought to remain in the
moment, riding every last jolt of electricity.

Soon the gravity of reality took hold,
and little by little brought me back. My breathing labored and Marco’s rhythm
slowed and Sebastian released his hold, while I recovered from the most intense
experience of my life.

“Oh, Elaine. I could not have chosen
better.” Dr. Vincent beamed.

I struggled for words to respond, but
they wouldn’t come.

The doctor shifted in his seat. Still
erect. Still free. “Marco, it seems you made a mess. Why don’t you go ahead and
clean that up?”

“Gladly.” Marco smiled and dropped to his
knees. When he pushed my legs open wider, draping one over Sebastian’s lap, I
felt the brush of stubble on the inside of my thigh.

“What are you… Ahhh…” With the first
swipe of his tongue, I lost all desire to object.

Marco’s tongue delved, flicked and fucked
its way between my legs. I squirmed, but his hand held my hips in place.

“Marco. I. Oh.” I couldn’t speak.

The doctor’s breathing was ragged. “How
does she taste, Marco?”

Marco lifted his head from between my
legs. “Like. Fucking. Heaven. I can’t get enough.” Face first he lunged again, his
shadow-beard scraping the sensitive flesh, leaving a delicious burn. He pulled
on my hip, forcing a snug fit against his face. His nose teased, while his
tongue explored.

The doctor’s strokes took on a frantic
pace and my mind focused on one goal. “Elaine,” He groaned. “Do you like
watching me as much as I like watching you?” He smoothed his hand over the
pre-cum that beaded at the top of his erection. “Do you see what you do to me?”

He was right. I did like watching him.
There was nothing sexier than watching a man as powerful as him command his own
cock. In that moment, I formulated a plan of my own.
I wasn’t
the only one with demons that needed to be caged.

The
doctor panted, “Sebastian, kiss her. Fuck her mouth with your tongue, while
Marco fucks her pussy with his.”

The
doctor’s crass instructions ignited a fire in me. Sebastian cupped my chin,
turned my head toward him and swallowed my moan.

Marco nipped my clit with his teeth. My
body jerked at the sensation and forced Marco into the table, causing he
tablecloth to slide and send a dessert dish crashing to the floor. Sebastian
halted the kiss and the “yes” I intended to be seductive and confident erupted
as squeal.

The doctor’s shaft glided through his
fingers as he pistoned his fist along his length.

Marco was not dissuaded by the incident and immediately
focused the tip of his tongue on my clit.
I didn’t have much longer.

Dr. Vincent must have sensed it. “That’s
it. You’re close. I can see it.” His fist squeezed his erection tighter, his
arm more rigid with each stroke. “Come on Marco’s face. Drown him. I want to
see your desire drip from his chin.”

Those words and the tightening of Marco’s
fingers on my ass sent me crashing. I did as the doctor asked and let go. A
growl-groan escaped my lips, while the rush that started between my legs
flooded my brain. I fisted Marco’s hair as wave after wave of pleasure consumed
me.

Marco peppered my soaking flesh with soft
kisses, and then lifted his head from between my legs. Just as the doctor
ordered, drips fell from his chin leaving small, dark dots on his steel blue
shirt. I turned to face Xavier who was biting his lip. Sweat highlighted his
forehead and his cock stood hard, red and straining. He inhaled and breathed on
the exhale, “Kiss her, Marco.”

Marco crushed his lips to mine. The
taste, a honeyed musk, invaded my mouth.

“Sebastian, it’s time to get your fingers
wet.”

Sebastian cupped me between the legs. “She’s
so hot, wet and swollen, X.” Starting with slow circles, he rubbed my clit, and
then slid two fingers into me.

The doctor growled, “Fuck her harder.”

Sebastian’s fingers slid in and out,
faster and faster, diving deeper with each thrust, while his thumb stroked my
clit.

Marco moved back to give Sebastian room.
He moaned, “Fuck. That’s hot,” while he watched Sebastian work my pussy.

The doctor’s focus moved from between my
legs to my face. We locked gazes. “Elaine, tell me what you want.”

I couldn’t answer.

“What do you want me to command him to do?”

Sebastian added a third finger and
stretched, filling me.

I bit my lip to fight the wave of pleasure
threatening to consume me.

“Elaine, tell me.” The doctor’s hand
worked his cock to the same rhythm Sebastian’s fingers fucked me.

More than my own orgasm I wanted his, but
could I say it? I closed my eyes for a moment and when I opened them his
intense, lust-filled stare gave me the courage I needed. “I want you to come. I
want to watch you, Doctor.”

“Fuck.”

Marco turned to face the doctor.

Stream after stream of cum erupted from
Dr. Vincent’s cock, splattering his pants and shirt with his release.

I cried out, “Oh God,” and gasped as
euphoria claimed me once again, causing beads of sweat to collect at my throat.
I came harder than I ever had before.

Sebastian captured my mouth with his and
swallowed my moans. Once the quakes quieted, he kissed his way across my cheek,
down my neck and chest, until he placed one final one on the swell of my
breast.

The doctor’s chest heaved from his heavy
breaths. Slow, lazy strokes milked his shaft of every last drop.

Marco took his seat beside me, but kept
his hand on my thigh.

We all sat in silence for a few minutes,
savoring the moment.

With one of the black linen napkins from
the table
,
the doctor
cleaned himself and tucked his cock back into his pants before Jacques returned
to wish us good night.

I looked at Marco, and then Sebastian. “What
about you?” They were left unsatisfied.

Sebastian
leaned
in, kissed
my cheek and said, “We’re patient.
Plenty of time left for us. Tonight is all about you.”

Marco
put his hand on my thigh and leaned forward to look at Sebastian. “Speak for
yourself. I’m not patient. I’d fuck her right here on this table, if she wasn’t
having second thoughts just an hour ago.” He leaned back and looked at me. “It’s
important for you to ease into this arrangement. You need to know you can trust
us before we take this to the next level.” He rested his back against the
black, tufted leather seat back.

Sebastians
hot breath tickled my ear as he whispered, “Besides, we know what X has planned
for tomorrow. We’re going to need our strength.”