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Chapter 6

Erik couldn't believe his luck. The girl who he couldn't get off his mind was right here, in his office, with her legs spread open for him.

Her body… her body was amazing. From her manicured toes to her curly brown hair, she was gorgeous. Her legs were smooth with an olive tint to them, he couldn't even imagine how she would feel when he held onto her thighs while he trusted into her. He could see that she had a Brazilian waxing even if she had her thong still on. Christine had her body propped up by her elbows as she peered at him between her legs so that he had a wonderful view of her large breasts rise and fall as she breathed. Her chest and face were flushed crimson and her brown locks were spilled around her face and cleavage.

Erik held back a moan. He knew this was going to be no easy task. His body was ready to take her. He didn't know how he would be able to keep his pulsing cock out of her dewy hot heaven.

He cleared his throat, "Shall we begin?" he chocked out. He was about to reach for his gloves but knew it would take too much time to put them on.

"You know you need to take your underwear off for this to work. May I?" he asked.

Christine nodded and he was over there in a second. His hands brushed her inner thigh as he greedily slipped the thin material off. He threw them off to the side and spread her legs even wider and placed them on the cold metal bars that were connected to the bed. He sat down in the chair so that his face was only a foot from her rosy lips.

He quickly looked up at her, "Have you ever been to a doctor to be examined like this?"

"N-no," she stuttered.

"Has anyone ever told you what is to be done in this procedure?" he asked hoping that no one told her anything about what is to be expected.

"No," she replied.

Erik smiled. There would be no problem into tricking her into sex. God knew he needed it. It had been almost half a year since Erik had been with a woman. He needed Christine now more then anything, for he never used his own hand to find his release. He believes that only a woman should service his needs. Christine met his standards… above in fact.

"This may feel odd to you but it's a procedure very few doctors perform on their patience. This is to see how healthy you are here; to make sure everything is working smoothly and in order. There are other ways of doing this, but I like the old fashioned way the best.

Christine looked at him with questioning eyes.

Erik smirked, "So innocent," he thought to himself. Still looking into her eyes he placed his two fingers inside her damp heat. He watched her head roll back onto the pillow.

Erik groaned. She was so tight. It must've been out of nerves. No one could be this small, but Erik doesn't recall ever feeling inside a virgin.

"Is everything okay?" Christine asked picking her head up so that she could see his face. She found great difficulty trying to hold back a moan when he placed his fingers inside her.

"We shall see," Erik grunted. "I need you to tell me, how does this," his fingers stroked her clitoris, "feel?" he finished slowly.

As soon as he pressed his fingers there, her body tensed. "Oh!" she squeaked. He began to move his fingers rhythmically around her clit. "Oooohhh yeaaahhh. That feels sooo gooooood," she threw back her head and moaned.

Erik's pants were straining as his painful erection tried to poke out from his belt buckle. He kept pushing and rubbing her with his fingers faster as her breathing increased. She was panting and moaning like no other girl had ever known. He placed three fingers inside of her and moved in and out of her slowly but still kept rubbing her clit vigorously. Her moaning began to get loader and he felt her body squeezing his fingers. Her body was pulsing around his fingers. She held in a scream as hot milky liquid flowed out of her.

At that moment Erik felt as if his cock grow tense as his hot seed spilled out without the aid of a hand. He felt it pump out of him with every pulsing sensation. His body began to relax.

Christine's body slumped as Erik took out his fingers and stood up. He walked over to the sink and started to wash his hands.

When Christine finally caught her breath, she peered through her legs, fixated by the tall man across the room. "Was that how the procedure supposed to go? Am I healthy? Is everything ok?" she rambled.

"You are great. I've never seen someone so… healthy," he smiled wickedly, still washing his hands.

Erik sat down in the seat that he was previously in a minute ago. He started to finish up with her exam like he would with any other patient.

While he was working on her he found it still hard not to just take her there. He couldn't help his animal-like desires for a woman.

He had to take his mind off of her. Anything to keep himself from pining her against the bed. To keep himself busy, he started to talk to Christine as evenly as he could. "Did you enjoy your time at the dance the other day?"

"Yes, I have to admit I had a lot of fun," she blushed. "But I don't remember much from that night."

"Is that so," he replied with mild interest. "What do you remember?"

"I remember you dancing with me and you taking me over to the couch. You did some stuff with me that was really fun. This part is a little fuzzy, but I remember wanting to go back to your place and then Meg taking me back to the dorms," she squinted her eyes in concentration, trying to remember what happened.

Erik looked at her for a moment. He couldn't keep himself from asking anymore. Next thing he knew he blurted out, "Would you like to come over to my place tonight?"

A/N: dun dun dunnnn! I'm sorry if there is any grammar or spelling errors. I'm in a bit of a hurry. I NEED A BETA QUICK! And another thing, if any of you are wondering with Christine and Erik's characters... they will soon fit in like the actual Phantom of the Opera characters.

Right now I have to go! I'm going to be late o

By the way, Enjoy!