Chapter 2
Emma’s POV.
“Please… touch me. I really need it. I can’t take this. Doctor, please—” My voice cracked into a broken moan the second his thick gloved fingers brushed over my soaked folds.
Marcus spread my puffy cunt lips wide open with both hands, his thumbs pressing hard into the soft flesh of my inner thighs so I stayed completely exposed.
“God damn, Emma, your p***y is f*****g drenched already,” he said, voice dropping low and hungry.
“Look at how your hole is clenching and leaking all over the table. This is what happens when a neglected cunt finally gets the attention it deserves.”
His fingers rubbed slow, firm circles right over my swollen c**t, pressing down hard enough that my hips jerked up off the paper-covered table.
“f**k, Doctor, right there, don’t stop rubb
