Placebo Preventative

By

Kelsey Charisma

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Placebo Preventative

Copyright © 2015 by Kelsey Charisma

ISBN: 9781311890443

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Blurb:
Having an OB/GYN around
has its benefits. He gave the most delicious exams that never left
Alisha unsatisfied. It didn’t concern her Dr. Kevin Cummings
offered her a placebo birth control pill and a chance at a very
taboo relationship. She wanted to know exactly what he’d do if she
indulged in his kinky, little fantasy.

Other Titles by Kelsey
Charisma
:

CREAM

BIG TEASE

WHILE I SLEEP

DON’T TELL!

DOING DUNHAM

FILL ME

SEDUCER

THE TWINS AND ME

DALE DID ME

WHAT HAPPENS AT SLUMBER PARTIES

KELSEY CHARISMA UNCOVERED

BATTERY OPERATED BOYFRIEND (ROBOT FETISH)

MILK

PERVERTED

TAKING INNOCENCE

ONE NIGHT ON A TRAIN

CRAVING BLOOD & SEX (VAMPIRE FETISH)

DELIGHTFUL DECEPTION

DISCIPLINE (SPANKING FETISH)

AND MORE!

1

In a little family of two, it was easy for
Alisha to get attached to her foster dad. He was very open, and in
return Alisha had no reservations telling him all her deepest
thoughts. Random things that popped in her head, she usually voiced
aloud. Even the hard things slipped off her tongue effortlessly.
Some girls would probably think it’s better to have a mom around to
talk about girl things, but Kevin left his wife when she didn’t
want to keep Alisha. Kevin stuck around. He didn’t have the heart
to abandon her when she was sixteen, and even now he let her stay
after she wasn’t his responsibility anymore.

Not only that, Dr. Kevin Cummings was an
OB/GYN. He heard and seen it all. So after Alisha turned eighteen
and trying sex out for the first time crossed her mind, there was
no one better to have a discussion with about the subject.

As expected, her daddy was really great about
it. He didn’t drop what he was doing and gape at her like his whole
world was crashing down—although, she suspected it was. “Do you
have someone in mind?” he asked, and with a sideways glance he
winked at her. Then he went back to making his protein shake with
frozen yogurt cubes and fruit.

“No, I just thought I want to get it out of
the way.” Alisha leaned against the counter, watching him closely,
with intent on making him share when he was done.

“Then I’d say be careful. If you wait for a
guy to treat you like gold, he’ll be good to you while he deflowers
you. If you wait for the next guy to come along willing to take you
up on an offer like that, he’ll fuck you hard with no intention of
making you cum. Since he’s accustomed to using women, it probably
means he thinks nothing of himself, using condoms, or spreading
STIs.”

“Gross! You make it sound awful. That’s not
how all my friends talk about it.”

“Well, it’s good if…” He pressed the button
on the blender, and drowned out the positive aspects of sex while
the frozen yogurt loudly chipped away to tiny pieces. Kevin
censored his words on purpose. The blender whaled and chopped the
entire time he talked, and when done, he let go and winked at her.
“See how that’s different.” She laughed. “No, I’m fucking with you,
baby. Sex can be really great if you wait for someone you love. So
just wait, okay?”

“Yeah, but, I only love you…and I would love
a glass of your shake, too, if you shared.”

“Do you really want to have sex or is this
just a whim?”

“It’s up in the air.”

“If you’re not going to drop it, we need to
do this right. You need to get on birth control, Alisha. And you
have to go in for a pap smear. Some women
hate
having a
doctor touch them. It’s awkward at any age, and embarrassing. Think
of a stranger sticking their finger up you, feeling for your
ovaries. They smell you to make sure you don’t have a bacterial
infection, and you’d have to do all of that just to get on the
pill.” He purposefully made it sound scary and humiliating. He
nearly talked her right out of it, but then he added, “The first
time is the worst. So consider all that before you think about sex
anymore.” While she was watching him pour their breakfasts into
tall cups, she realized it wouldn’t be that way at all if Kevin
gave her the exam.

He licked his finger after scooping up a
fruity glob that dripped down the side of the blender. Having that
same wet tip touch between her legs made her want sex all the more.
She couldn’t shake wanting him to touch her after that. Kevin put
his arms around her and kissed her softly before saying, “Wait till
you fall in love and find someone you can’t live without.”

“But you’re the only guy I can’t live
without.”

“I’m your daddy,” he said, grinning.
Undoubtedly, he loved her answer. “You’re supposed to feel like
that. I’d be hurt if you didn’t love me more than anyone else in
the world.”

She squeezed him tighter, and asked in the
sweetest voice possible so he’d say yes, “Maybe you could give me
the exam so it’s not mortifying.”

“What? Pff. No,” he laughed uncomfortably,
and let go of her. He returned to his drink, and suddenly took
three large steps to get away from her. He resisted, but she was
used to him withdrawing sometimes. “That’s the last thing a daddy
does to his adopted daughter—especially one that asks to sleep in
his bed with him all the time. We need boundaries, baby, and this
is going to have to be another one of them.”

He was so fickle. She couldn’t sleep in his
bed with him, but last week they fell asleep on their sofa together
twice. She didn’t see the difference at all. Alisha didn’t point
out the contradicting limits, though, because he’d probably stop
letting her ask him to spoon her altogether. Kevin just needed to
warm up to new ideas, and she’d have to slowly nudge to get her
way. It wasn’t even about losing her virginity anymore. Alisha
wanted his finger down there, touching her. That was something
she’d think about for nights to come while she pretended her finger
was his.

“But you’re always saying how we need to be
best friends that do everything together—” she said, and refused to
let him stand at a cold distance. She hugged him again, and while
looking up into his eyes, she added, “—and not push each other
away. To me it makes sense that you’d be there to make sure I’m
okay.”

“Well, when you’re twenty-one we’ll revisit
this topic, but right now you’re eighteen and shouldn’t be thinking
about sleeping with anyone.” Because he clearly thought the subject
was over, he rubbed her back with a firm palm that pulled her
toward him. She could tell whenever he wanted her lips, because he
looked down at them and waited for her to lean in. Alisha liked
kissing him. It was one of the new things they did often as if it
solved everything. If she was late coming home, a brief peck on the
lips did the trick. If he took an extra shift at the hospital, he’d
give her a light buss when he got home. Now he wanted one as proof
she’d promise not to have sex. Maybe he was right and she should
wait, but she didn’t need years deciding if he should touch her.
Alisha was certain that Kevin was the only one she wanted. It made
so much sense now. The reason she so easily got along with him or
never fell for other boys was because she only had eyes for Kevin.
Strange how considering him fingering her so quickly convinced her
that she wanted even more. Those feelings were obviously already
there, but disguised as merely love for a parent.

“But you could make my first test totally
comfortable and great by taking it slow with me. Daddy, I would
never be as at ease.”

“Seriously? You want me to lay you on my bed,
have me get between your legs, and see you’re tight, little, virgin
pussy, Alisha,” he begged her to understand how that was wrong, but
Alisha grinned and nodded.

“Mm, huh.”

The way he talked about her sex was with
longing. She knew he wanted to do what he refused to consider.
“Believe me, if I had the strength, I would, baby, but I don’t. I
know my limits. So don’t ask me again.”

“But, daddy,” she crooned softly, about to
offer him to do anything he wanted to her, but he quickly grouched
with desperation.

“
No
, baby! I’m not talking about this
anymore.”

It took weeks of convincing. But one night he
let her finally sleep in his room, and as if he never had a
complaint he agreed when she asked him to just look at her pussy.
They were on his bed, and she was wearing her lucky, white babydoll
nightie that he obviously liked, because he said yes to her a lot
more when she wore it. Big buttons dotted from her chest to her
thighs, but she usually kept the first and last undone. Kevin
watched her read an article on her cell phone, and rubbed her long,
tone legs as he tried distracting her to get her attention.

“What are you reading, baby?”

“Well, I found this site that said I should
wax down there. So I did. Now I’m reading why I should drink
pineapple juice.”

“You waxed?” he asked, with a grin, and he
slid his hand up her bent knee, then it disappeared under the
cotton. She wore cute briefs. He didn’t get a peek of her sleek
skin, but he still rubbed her panties and hip like he was getting
what he needed despite the barrier. He caressed his palm from one
hip to the other, and then turned his wrist so he could dip his
fingers down toward her sex. The arch of his tips curved with her
small mound and panties perfectly. She had little lips that
scarcely covered her puffy, petite clit. Kevin clearly felt the
nub, because he made a point to pet it, before making another full
circle, feeling up her panties and cupping her so he could brush
her button. Alisha set her phone down, because sure enough, he was
stealing her away from her phone. His touch made her pussy begin to
ache. His hand was so close to the goal she fought for, for
weeks.

“Yeah, well, I still want you to help me get
comfortable having you between my legs, and feeling around.”

“I guess daddy could try. I want to.”

Her mouth dropped she was so shocked he
consented. Alisha gaped at Kevin, as he continued to caress her
legs. “Will you go really slow and spend
a long time
easing
your finger in so it doesn’t hurt?”

“Of course, baby. I’ll make sure it’s the
most pleasurable thing you’ve ever done. Are you sure, though? Do
you really want daddy to finger your pussy?”