The blog isn’t dead, we swear! Lana’s being extra picky about how she tells her & Aiden’s update and ok so yeah I’m being particular about my updates as well.
Dating during 2020 was like sooper weird.
But today we have a freebie for everyone. It’s a smutty little short story from the lovely Sophie Moore.
Doctor, Doctor, I have some news.
I got a bad case of being wet for you.
This hot, dirty short is about just the kinda medicine a bad girl needs.
Go ahead, you know you wanna see Dr. Nasty.
Here’s an excerpt…
When the clock struck one, I sauntered inside his office with purposeful steps. Excitement was brewing inside me, and as usual, he was a sight to behold.Keep Reading! Grab your free copy here!
I barely heard his greeting as my eyes instantly focused on his dark curls, his perfectly angled jaw, his sinful mouth and his white lab coat that deliciously covered his broad shoulders.
I thought I had prepared myself, but when those sharp green eyes turned to me, I shuddered at the pure want that went through my body.
I took a seat, and he offered me a polite smile, one that didn’t even reach his eyes. It felt off, distant, like I could only barely keep his interest, and it annoyed the hell out of me.
“How are you feeling today, Ms. Black?” He asked, his tone all professional.
“So formal, Doctor,” I said. “Haven’t we established that you should call me by my first name?”
“Well then, Evelyn.” He had the audacity to look exasperated, but the beautiful way he enunciated my name immediately made me forgive him. “This is your fifth visit this month. Tell me what new disease afflicts you.”
I reined the laugh that threatened to burst from me.
Five meetings in, how the hell isn’t he mine yet?
“It isn’t my fault that I miraculously get cured from those illnesses just five seconds before I enter your office, Doctor!” I declared rather shamelessly. “But it’s truly serious this time!”
He didn’t believe me, nevertheless, he gestured that I tell him this sickness. And I did with the most serious voice I could manage.