Anson got up and stood at my side. Cole moved to stand next to the doctor as she did her examination.
“Put your legs in the stirrups. We’ll do a quick once-over,” Doctor Sims said.
I did as instructed.
“Um, is this…” Doctor Sims looked from Cole to me as he stood next to her.
“He-He’s fine,” I said.
Anson grunted.
Cole knelt at Doctor Sims’ level. She told me she was going to do a quick exam, and I squeezed Anson’s hand tightly as she inserted the speculum.
I hated these things.
She did what she needed to do before removing the device. Cole straightened and winked at me before returning to his seat.
“Everything looks good. I’m thinking we’ll bring you back at nine weeks and do an ultrasound. If anything changes, please reach out to me. I’ll send the prescription off to your pharmacy.” She pulled her card out and handed it to Anson. “And congratulations on your baby!”
“Thank you,” I said as she bid us goodbye and left the room. I winced as Anson helped me to sit up. He quickly handed me my clothes, and I went to dress, but Cole moved behind me and cupped my breasts.
“Knowing you’re pregnant is really fucking turning me on,” he murmured in my ear. I could feel his erection against my ass.
“Cole,” Anson warned.
“What’s wrong, Beyers? Never fucked in a doctor’s office before?”
“Have you?” he challenged.
I didn’t even realize Cole had unzipped his pants.
He urged me forward so my hands were back on the table before pushing his cock inside me. I still had some of the lube from the speculum in me, so it was an easy insert for him.
“Yes,” Cole said breathlessly. “I fucking have now.”
“Fucking asshole.” Anson moved to stand in front of the door to block it in case anyone came in.
Cole railed into me from behind, his hand over my mouth as I moaned softly. He brought my back flush against his chest as he thrust deep into my pussy.
“Fuck, you feel like heaven,” he groaned, kissing and sucking at my neck. “Baby, god. This pussy is so fucking good.”
“Hurry up,” Anson urged.
Cole let out a dark chuckle before plowing hard into me, the sound of my muffled moans and slapping skin echoing around us.
He kept his hand over my mouth as I came, crying out against his palm.
“Oh, there’s my sweet Rosebud,” he husked out, snapping his hips forward. “Fuck. I want your ass.”
“Cole, you fucking dick,” Anson snarled. “Hurry up.”
“Oh fuck. Next time.” Cole let out a low groan, his cock twitching deep inside me. He finally slowed to a stop before kissing my neck and shoulder. “Mm, round two in the SUV.”
“I think the fuck not,” Anson snapped. “Put your dick away.”
Cole laughed softly before pulling away from me. He pushed his hand on the middle of my back, forcing me over the table. A moment later, I felt him cleaning me with tissues.
“Perfect. It’s like I was never here… except for the little bun I left behind.” Cole smiled at me as he cradled my face. A moment later, he had me dressed, and Anson pulled me away from him.
