Chapter 3: My Intern and the Head of Cardiology Made Me Their Office Whore
Riley’s fingers were still teasing my soaked entrance, her lips brushing mine as I sat slumped on my own desk like a used toy. My body was still trembling from the two shattering orgasms she’d already forced out of me. My mind was reeling — this was insane. Career-ending. Completely unethical.
And yet my p***y kept clenching, aching for more.
“You’re shaking, Dr. Hart,” Riley whispered, voice thick with lust. “Look at you… the untouchable Ice Queen, dripping all over her desk because her intern won’t stop playing with her cunt.”
I opened my mouth to protest, but she kissed me again, deep and filthy, swallowing my words. Her fingers pushed back inside me — three at once — stretching my sensitive walls as she curl
