Taking What's Necessary (Forced Submission 9)
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“Dr. Maverick?” Penelope asks, and I smile at her.
“That’s Dr. Night now,” I say, and she rolls her eyes.
“Make sure you bring that lube home with you.” She winks, and my cock throbs in agreement.
“Anything for my star patient.”
She blows me a kiss as I exit the room. It’s not quite the end of the day, but I can safely say I’m ready to throw my wife over my shoulder and get the hell out of here. Home is waiting for us.