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 pussy 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...