Hailey’s POV
He stood up, his hand going to his belt, a dark, hungry look finally breaking through his mask. Christian didn't say a word. He just reached for his belt and unbuckled it with a sharp click. He pulled his zipper down, and his c**k sprang free, thick and pulsing in the light of the exam room. It looked even bigger than I remembered from the kitchen.
"Get off the table, Hailey," he commanded. "Get on your knees."
I didn't hesitate. I slid off the crinkling paper, my legs still shaking from the orgasm he had just given me with his fingers. I sank to the floor, my knees hitting the cold tiles. He stepped closer until his hardness was right in front of my face.
"You wanted this so bad," he whispered, his hand tangling in my hair. "Now show me how much you missed your Daddy."
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