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He opened his mouth to gasp and her tongue eased in, massaging his. She tasted sweet, like cinnamon sugar.

He melted into Mallory, his hands finding her pert ass, before recalling who he was and why he was there. The doctor then attempted to nudge her off him, grabbing her shoulders. Mallory proved stubborn and surprisingly persistent, hooking her legs around his, and chasing after his mouth each time he was able to get it free. They tumbled over each other on the floor, shoving towards and away from one another, mouths meeting and separating, tongues twisting against one another, hands brushing aside clothes in search of skin only to have another hand push the fabric back into place once more. Greg tried to ignore the fact that more than once when he was on top he found himself kissing her back hard rather than standing up and walking away.

When he finally regained some sense of composure, he found his voice once more.

"Enough," Dr. Clark objected while sucking in a lungful of air.

"Shh," Mallory moaned before gently biting his bottom lip, "Let me make you feel good."

"Mal!"

"It's okay, Doc, I can feel you. I can tell how excited you are."

Greg couldn't stop himself from blushing in reply. He was aware of himself, rigid and straining against the front of his jeans. Mallory gently ground against him and he, although wanting to do the right thing, pushed against her, almost automatically like a reflex.

"Is that a yes then, Gregory?" she whispered, also feeling his reciprocated movement.

"Please...I just-this isn't the right time. This isn't right."

Mallory seemed to ignore him, her hand sliding between them and cupping his cock through his pants. A moment later, she was tugging the zipper downward. Finally, she sighed her reply, "No, Doc, it's really not right at all. We're sooooooo bad."

This time Greg did successfully shove her off of him, sending her sprawling undignified before him.

"You can't just do whatever you want because-"

"Because I turn you on," she interrupted.

"Right. Yes. Or because-"

"I make you feel so good."

"That too. But what I was going to say is-"

"That you want to fuck me?" she cut him off yet again, beginning to crawl back towards him, eyes alight with carnal glee.

"What? No. I mean, yes," he verbally stumbled badly, "But no, not right now. Right now I should just be walking around, enjoying the fall day, and preparing to spend time with the family I love."

"Or you could trust me, stay here a little while longer, and still meet your family. The only difference is you'll leave me with a mouth full of cum. And I really think you want to give me a mouth full of cum today, don't you Doc?"

"Er...umm...I... right now I-"

By this time, Greg was sitting up straight, but felt too unsteady, too clumsy to stand. Mallory's hands were on him again, sliding up and down the front of his pants, teasing his cock. She dragged her nails down his legs, the slight burn leaving him hissing through his teeth, forcing his eyes closed.

Then, for just a moment, there was nothing. The coiled tension of lust restrained began to seep out of the doctor. He let his fists unclench. But, before he could move, Mallory's hot breath whispered through the space of his undone fly. He convulsed in delicious shock, every muscle clenching, his cock leaping upward, seeking the freedom of open air.

Greg knew he was hard for her, knew he wanted something more than to let her take over, to erase the responsibilities from his head, all while greedily swallowing his load. Mallory was making meeting his wife and kids while dick still wet with her saliva sound like a very sensible idea.

Still, he gathered up all his will and objected.

"That's enough Mallory!" he proclaimed in a voice that he intended to sound strong and forceful but instead came out as a rapid forced plea.

She stopped, then, finally, and looked up at him with wide, sad eyes.

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