Dr. Love Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
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“Charlotte’s cousin is visiting, so I hope you don’t mind if she tags along,” Rhett said as he shut down his computer and stood to grab his jacket from the back of the chair and put it on. “She’s about to graduate from high school and is trying to decide what she wants to do.”

“Sure.” I shrugged. Charlie had a big family and an even bigger extended one. “Which cousin?”

“Samantha. They aren’t actually related by blood, but they might as well be with how close their families are. She’s one of Justice Kendall’s daughters.”

I snorted as I pushed to my feet. “I’m surprised she’s not locked in a nunnery somewhere.” Justice Kendall and his brother, Thatcher, as well as their close friends and business associates, Jamison Kennedy and Jonah Carrington, all carried a reputation for being intensely overprotective of their daughters. Not that I didn’t have some understanding. I couldn’t say I wouldn’t feel the same way about my daughters if I ever had any—which wasn’t likely to happen.

Women hadn’t really been on my radar during college and medical school. I was too focused on my career. Then there was residency, my fellowship…etc. I’d been working nonstop for over twenty years.

The few times I’d gone out with a woman in the past decade had ended after one date—if I even remembered to show up. And the number of fortune-hunting women throwing themselves at my brother and me—or stalking, along with whatever other crazy schemes they came up with—had also soured my desire to take a chance on love. So at forty years old, Rhett and I had pretty much accepted that we would be bachelors for the rest of our lives. Then Charlie came along, and he immediately fell head over heels. I loved seeing them together and how happy they made each other.

I was already an awesome uncle, but I knew there would be a special bond between Rhett’s kids and me. They would be enough to satisfy the small itch to have kids that crept up on me from time to time.

“Hi, Noah.”

I turned to smile at my soon-to-be sister-in-law as she strolled into Rhett’s office. She went right up to him, and he bent his head to kiss her before rubbing their noses together. It was sickeningly adorable.

“I missed you,” he muttered.

Charlie laughed, but her eyes sparkled with happiness. “We’ve been apart for less than two hours.”

“Right,” he grumbled. “Two long fucking hours.”

Charlie turned her smile to me, and my breath caught in my throat as my body stiffened. Everywhere. But it wasn’t Charlie’s attention that had me on edge. It was the scent that had just wafted to my nose.

Holy shit. I’d never smelled anything so delicious. It was a mixture of cinnamon and citrus, tangy and sweet, like Christmas wassail. I’d always loved holiday scents, but I suddenly had a whole new appreciation for them.

“Hi, Rhett.”

The sound of the woman’s voice was smooth and sultry. It made me think of naked, sweat-slicked bodies and hot sex.

“Thanks for letting me tag along today. Oh, this must be your brother.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and mentally banged my head against a wall. No. No. No. This can’t be…

“Yep. This is Noah. Noah, meet Samantha Kendall.”

When I opened my eyes, Rhett watched me closely, so I pasted on a welcoming smile and pivoted around. “Samantha, it’s nice to meet you.” Fuck. Her name sounded so erotic when it rolled off my tongue.

As she smiled, I was stunned silent by the picture-perfect beauty standing before me.

She reminded me of a porcelain doll with her big, clear-blue eyes staring back at me, her milky skin that showed off just the tiniest sprinkling of freckles on her nose, and her puffy, bee-stung lips spread in a gorgeous smile. They would look fucking perfect wrapped around my cock.

Rhett had mentioned that she was young, but no one who looked at her would believe it. Samantha had the ripe, luscious body of a woman. Her neck and shoulders were slender, her waist small, and her shapely legs—which I could see entirely too much of because of the irritatingly short skirt she was wearing—would look amazing propped on my shoulders while I made her scream in ecstasy.

Despite her somewhat petite appearance, she had amazing tits. The big, round globes were straining against her sweater, and it didn’t escape my notice that they would be perfect for feeding our babies. And have leftovers for me.

The thought should have shocked the hell out of me, but it didn’t because she was mine. Mine to own. Mine to fuck. Mine to breed. Her wide, curvy hips had my dick weeping with the need to fill her with my seed. Samantha was made for having babies, and I intended to make that happen as soon as possible.

At six foot three, I practically towered over her, but I knew that her body would fit against mine like two puzzle pieces.



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