Diary Of A Bitch - Volume 1 Chapter 50 What Do You Want?

He was wearing a white designer dress shirt on army green pants, he had a new hair cut that made him look like a freshly baked cookie. He strolled over to me and placed an arm to the small of my back, I almost flinched at his touch that was like a source of electricity but I quickly remembered the presence of a doctor and immediately configured my face into a fake smile.

“I stopped outside for a few minutes to talk to a friend, we actually came together, I’d never leave my wife alone for her first antenatal meeting with the doctor”. The doctor surely didn’t notice the awkwardness between us and asked us to take our seats.

The doctor lectured us on DOs and DON’Ts of a pregnant woman, what she’s permitted to eat and what not, exercises essential for her to do and even clothes she’s permitted to wear. I listened attentively and ignored the God of beauty sitting beside me. I tend to forget about Kelvin whenever he’s close by, how it happens is what I couldn’t fathom. It was a 35 minutes lecture and surprisingly, I really didn’t get bored. I took mental note of everything the doctor said and Mr. Gorgeous jotted everything down in the notepad app on his phone. I would have been warmed up on normal circ.u.mstances, but I knew the bastard was only acting to retain his reputation as a good man the he isn’t. I couldn’t wait for the meeting to be over so I can get his hands off my shoulders even if his touch felt good.

“That would be all Mrs. Brown, I’ll be checking the baby’s vital signs next so you can go over their and change into this hospital gown. She motioned to the curtained cubicle at the far end of the office, I nodded and took the gown from the nurse. I also want to know how my baby is doing.

As I undressed, I stopped and fondly touched my baby bump. It was not obvious but noticeable, I smiled and continue to undress, She’s really my only cause of joy my Dayo.

I was almost nude when Mr. Gorgeous barged in on me, apart from my panties and bra, there was nothing else on me. I jumped as he closed in the distance between us. What the hell was he doing?

” Get out!”, I hissed angrily. There is no limit to this man’s lack of manners. My death glare only made him smirk amusedly and inched closer to me.

“Don’t get any closer OK?, just tell me what you want or get lost”, my voice was louder this time, where on earth is the doctor?. He was two centimeters away from me, his piercing gaze made me aware of my near n.a.k.e.dness therefore making me blush furiously, I couldn’t even stand two seconds in locking gazes with him and I looked downwards embarrassingly. His hand cupped my face up to face him and he looked at me with passion in his smouldering eyes.

” I. Want. You.”. And before I could say anything to counter his attack, his lips connected with mine.

Freaky emotions started creeping up on me, I fought and punched to shun his advances but he simply snatched my hands in both of his and locked them backwards in one strong arm, his lips never leaving mine. He suddenly tightened his grip and made me yelp in pain, using that opportunity, his tongue glided into my mouth.

As our tongues met, the last few soldiers defending my rationality fell flat. My defenses crumbled, and the strength to fight back vanished. I started to kiss him back passionately, I didn’t know when he released my hands, I just noticed my hands were roaming all over his body, his hands went to my back and effortlessly unhooked my bra, flinging it away and burying his head into my b.r.e.a.s.t.

A m.o.a.n escaped my mouth as his lips touched a tit, he tickled it with his tongue and gave them little bites before suckling them like a hungry baby, his other hand was working on the other mound, kneading it gently and caressing the tip with his thumb. I forgot that we were in a doctor’s office in an hospital, I just wanted to take every ounce of pleasure this body could give. My m.o.a.ns grew louder and consistent, I was already dizzy and my knees were already weak, I could only hold on to his head for support and wished he would put and end to this already.

He lifted his head and went back to kissing me, he gently carried me to the bed in the tiny cubicle and placed me on it, he pushed my panties aside and slid in a finger to massage my clit that was already hard with desire. I wanted to scream ‘f.u.c.k me!!’ but my lips was entwined in his and all that could be heard were muffled m.o.a.ns.

He suddenly slid in a finger into my wet, warm honeypot and my hands tightened their grip of his shirt. He twirled the fingers all around the walls and brought it out, then slid in two fingers at once. Forget about Kelvin, this is the greatest hand job I’ve ever had, he finger f.u.c.k.i.e.d me hard and then added a finger to the equation, he f.u.c.k.i.e.d me with 3 fingers and rubbed me with his thumb I was in another realm as I furiously made for his belt, bastard’s been taunting me and I do is to m.o.a.n and grab his clothes?, what is wrong with you Vee?.

I fumbled with his belt and he suddenly pulled out his hands and disengaged from me altogether. He licked his fingers like he just finished eating some delicious meal and smirked.

“Hmmmm, tastes good. Finish up with your dressing, the doctor would be here very soon”. He buttoned his already rumpled shirt and strolled out nonchalantly like the intense passion the took place minutes ago never happened. I felt like hitting myself on the head, what was I thinking when I started to kiss him back?, the bastard was only just teasing me like Kelvin did months ago, and he left like I was some whore that he wasn’t interested in?. I shook my head at my stupidity, was I hoping he’ll suddenly forget about Chloe and fall in love with me?.

I hurriedly wore the hospital gown and packed up my scattered clothes. The check up was done in a few minutes, the way the doctor sneaked glances and stared at me with a red face was suspicious. Did she hear anything?. I couldn’t stop glaring at Mr. Gorgeous for putting me in such a situation.

I got dressed afterwards and noticed a mirror at the corner of the cubicle, it was probably for patients who wanted to fix their makeup but since it was a full length mirror, I decided to check myself out as I usually did whenever I get dressed.

“Jesus H. Christ!!”. I screamed, shocked to pieces,. I could hardly recognise myself in the mirror as I looked like someone that was plagued with pox.

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