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  DR STANTON

  & DR STANTONS EPILOGUE

  T L SWAN

  CONTENTS

  Aknowledgements

  Copyright

  Books By T L Swan

  Stanton Time Line

  Dr Stanton

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  The End

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 1

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 2

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 3

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 4

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 5

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 6

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 7

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 8

  Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 9

  The Stopover…Coming Soon!

  Aknowledgements

  I always struggle with this part of the book because there are simply not enough words in the English dictionary to describe my gratitude.

  Let me try.

  To my beautiful mum, your support and friendship means more to me than you could ever imagine. I love you dearly.

  To Vicki—the best friend on the face of the Earth. Thank you for all that you do. I can never repay you for your friendship and laughs.

  To Am and Rachel M—you two are the reason I can do this gig and stay sane.

  You make me laugh every day. Thank you for all that you do. It was a blessing the day you both came into my life.

  To Lisa K—my angel from across the water. Your friendship and support is so appreciated. You mean the world to me and are dearly loved.

  To Lisa D. Our friendship brightens my day. Thank you so much for all that you do and your encouraging words all the way from Ireland.

  To Nadia. Your honesty is adored. I can’t wait until the day we finally meet, my friend.

  To Linda—you are loved. Thank you so much for all that you do for me.

  To my beautiful team: Rachel, Nicole, Brooke, Jodie, and Jane.

  Thank you for all that you do for me.

  To the rocking chicks in my reader group, the Swan Squad.

  I love you all and can’t wait until the day we get to meet in person.

  Your support and friendship means the world to me.

  To Victoria—you make me better and make me laugh. That’s a lethal combination.

  To all the bloggers who support indie authors—thank you so much and big hugs.

  To every single person who has ever taken the time to read one of my books…

  You are the reason I get to live this amazing dream.

  Who knew professional Day Dream Believing was possible?

  To Ashley and Cameron, you were a dream to write about and I had a smile on my face the whole time. Thank you.

  To my gorgeous hubs. Everything I know about love, I learned from you.

  To my three beautiful children—I love you endlessly

  Thank you for supporting me.

  Xoxoxox

  Copyright 2017 – T L SWAN

  This book is a work of fiction. Any references to real events, real people, and real places are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the Author’s imagination and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, organizations or places is entirely coincidental.

  All rights are reserved. This book is intended for the purchaser of this e-book ONLY. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping, or by any information storage retrieval system, without the express written permission of the Author. All songs, song titles and lyrics contained in this book are the property of the respective songwriters and copyright holders.

  Books By T L Swan

  Stanton Adore #Stanton book 1

  Stanton Unconditional #Stanton book 2

  Stanton Completely #Stanton book 3

  Stanton Bliss – The epilogue #Stanton book 4

  Marx Girl

  Gym Junkie #Men of Marx book 1

  Gym Junkie - The Epilogue # Men of Marx book 2 (coming soon)

  Dr Stanton #Dr Stanton book 1

  Dr Stanton the Epilogue #Dr Stanton book 2

  Find Me Alastar #Alastar book 1

  Play Along

  Mr Masters #Mr book 1

  Mr Spencer #Mr book 2

  Stanton Time Line

  Stanton Adore

  Stanton Unconditional

  Stanton Completely

  Stanton Bliss: The Epilogue

  Eighteen months later - Anastas (NP)

  Five years later - Marx Girl

  Seven years later - Gym Junkie

  Ten years later - Dr Stanton

  Dr Stantons The Epilogue

  * NP - not published

  Dr Stanton

  1

  Vegas, 10AK Nightclub

  Ashley

  I frown as the man covered in perspiration tries to cling to me. Oh, for Heaven's sake. “Do you mind?” I rip my arm from his grip. The music is pumping and I’m waiting at the bar.

  “Not at all,” he slurs.

  Oh God. My eyes flicker over to my group of friends and I watch as they all smile and raise their glasses to me in jest. Damn them. This bachelorette weekend away is reminding me why I am eternally single. I fake a smile. Bitches.

  “I mean it, baby. Let’s dance.”

  I roll my eyes. “I can’t, I’m waiting for someone so you should probably run along.”

  “Who?” he asks. Give up, you pushy bastard.

  A tall and dark haired, handsome guy walks past, and I quickly grab him by the arm. He frowns as he turns back toward us.

  “Erm… This guy. “I smirk.

  The creepy guy frowns and curls his lip to check out his competition.

  My eyes scan up and down the man I’ve just grabbed.

  Oh, he’s gorgeous. I timed that well.

  The guy raises an eyebrow as his eyes flick between the other guy and me.

  “This is my husband.” I smile as I link my arm through his. He looks like he could be nice. I’m sure he’ll save me.

  The tall guy raises an eyebrow in surprise and smiles. “And you are my… wife?” he questions.

  I nod. “Uh-huh.” Oh boy, don’t blow my cover.

  Mr. Tall dark and handsome turns his gaze onto the man before us as he snakes his arm around my waist. “I see you’ve met my gorgeous wife then?”

  I narrow my eyes as I listen to his voice. I think he’s Australian.

  The creepy guy narrows his eyes. “You don’t know him.” He sneers. “I don’t believe you.”

  Mr. Tall dark and handsome smirks and leans over, grabbing the back of my head before he pulls me towards him. His tongue rims my lips and he sucks on my mouth. His tongue takes no prisoners as it swirls deeper into my mouth.

  What the frigging hell?

  His hand drops to my behind and he squeezes the cheek in his hand. Oh my God, this was not in the brochure.

  He pulls away an
d licks his lips as his eyes drop to my breasts then back up to my face.

  I fake a smile as my mind goes totally blank. “Huh.” My eyes glance back at the other guy as I lick my lips. Holy crap. What kind of kiss was that? “Umm.”

  Mr. Tall dark and handsome takes my hand in his. “Fuck off, mate. She’s with me.” He then pulls me by the hand through the crowd. What, wait! Where are we going? I look over at my friends who are all high fiving each other over my random kiss with Mr. Holy Hot. Should I just pull out of his grip? What the hell for? This guy is freaking delicious. Oh shit. We arrive at his group of friends and he puts his arm around my waist to pull my body close to his.

  “Boys,” he calls to his large group of friends. “You will be pleased to know I just got married on my way back from the bar. Please meet my new wife.”

  Their eyes meet and they all shake their heads and laugh.

  “Hello.” They all smile.

  “Nice to meet you,” one man replies as he shakes my hand.

  I smirk as my fake husband’s fingers tighten around my waist.”

  “About time,” another guy says as he shakes his hand. “Congratulations, mate. What’s your wife’s name?”

  His eyes flick to me as he thinks before he smiles sexily again. “Blossom.”

  I laugh out loud. “Blossom?”

  His friends all look me up and down, smiling before then going back to their conversation as if this exchange is a common occurrence.

  His eyes drop to my breasts again.

  “My eyes are up here,” I tell him. He can’t even pretend not to stare.

  He picks up his beer and drinks it. “So?”

  I frown, of all the nerve. “So… you keep looking at my boobs.”

  “You noticed?”

  My mouth drops open. “Well, yeah. I’m not imagining it.”

  He smirks as he sips his beer. “That’s exactly what I’m doing.”

  His friend returns with a tray of drinks. “Murph,” he calls. “Come meet Bloss.”

  His friend raises his eyebrows. “Hello.” He smiles as he shakes my hand and passes me a drink.

  “Thank you.” I smile gratefully. I look between the six men he is with. These guys are all gorgeous… and cultured. Expensive suits and clothes. I glance back at my friends on the other side of the bar and I bite my bottom lip. I’ll just have this drink and then go back over to them. It can’t possibly hurt to have one drink.

  His friend turns back to the other men, while tall dark and handsome’s eyes drop to my breasts again.

  “What are you doing?” I shake my head.

  “Imagining.”

  I raise a brow. “Imagining what?”

  “How those tits are going to look around my cock tonight while I fuck them.”

  My mouth drops open in shock.

  He smiles a slow and sexy smile. “You were safer with the other guy.”

  My eyes hold his. I have no words.

  “Because, unlike him, I will get you to do what I want to do. And tonight I want to fuck those big juicy tits of yours.”

  My brain misfires as I get a visual of him naked above me, sliding his cock between my…

  Woah. It’s been too long.

  “T-that’s not happening,” I stammer.

  He shuffles around in his suit jacket pocket and pulls out a fifty-dollar note. “Do you want to place a bet on that?”

  “What an over confident prick you are.” I shake my head. Never have I had such a cheap pick up line used on me. “And yes…” I snatch the fifty dollars from his hand.

  “I will bet fifty dollars on you not getting your cock between my boobs tonight.”

  He winks and clinks his glass with mine as he raises a sexy brow. “Thank you. I will take that as a personal challenge.”

  I shake my head as I sip my drink. “Does that ridiculous pick up line work on many women?”

  He smiles and winks cheekily. “You would be surprised.”

  I smirk. There is something extremely honest about this guy. He isn’t pretending to be someone he’s not.

  It’s disarming.

  His hand drops to my behind again, and he rubs it as he smiles to himself, looking me up and down.

  I raise a brow. “You can stop looking at me like I’m your next fuck. There will be no physical activity between us tonight. I’m not that kind of girl.”

  He leans over and kisses me again. “Stop talking.” He smiles against my lips. “You are only making the challenge so much sweeter for me. I am a goal orientated man, you know.”

  “Happy wife, happy life,” I reply sarcastically.

  “Blossom, do you really think I couldn’t make you happy as my wife if that were my intention?” He raises his brow.

  I laugh out loud. “Shut up, you freak. Who says this shit and gets away with it?”

  He laughs out loud as his hands drop to my behind again.

  Two hours and six cocktails later…

  The sight of his huge cock sliding between my breasts is driving me crazy. We’re back in his room, unable to control our mutual attraction, acting like animals. This is casual sex at its absolute finest. This guy is gorgeous, intelligent, funny, and sexy as fuck. Not to mention he’s hung like a bloody horse. I’ve died and gone to Vegas Heaven. His knees are on either side of my body as he kneels over me. Large, dark brown eyes stare down at me, and I arch my back, unable to hold the urge to fuck. How did he get me here, doing this?

  I’m not this kind of girl, but holy hell, he makes being bad so much damn fun.

  He bends and kisses me, his tongue seductively dancing with mine. “You owe me fifty bucks.” He smiles against my lips.

  I laugh out loud. “Bastard.”

  “Time to work off your debt,” he whispers as he drives his body forward through my breasts. His eyes close in pleasure as his hands encase my breasts around his cock. “You have the best fucking tits I have ever seen.” He growls.

  My eyes roll back in my head. God, this is payment enough. What could be better than this visual sensation?

  He begins to really pound my chest until the bed starts to rock and my sex clenches in pleasure. Holy fuck, I need this dick inside me now.

  I laugh out loud. This is unbelievable. How the hell did this guy get me back to his room, having me owe him fifty dollars for the privilege?

  He smiles sexily as his mouth hangs slack with arousal. “Arrêter de rire ou je remplirai votre bouche avec ma bite,” he whispers as he looks down at me.

  Translation: Stop laughing or I will fill your mouth with my cock.

  An unexpected thrill runs through me as I reply, “Je pourrais prendre tout cela.”

  Translation: I could take it all.

  His eyebrow rises in surprise. “Tu parle français?” he asks as he rolls a condom on.

  Translation: You speak French?

  I grab the back of his head bring it to mine. “Je baise en français trop,” I whisper against his lips.

  Translation: I fuck in French, too.

  His mouth ravages mine and I feel his hard cock slide between my wet lips. Back and forth he glides his length. I smile. Let’s up the anti.

  “Obwohl, wenn ich in Deutsch ficken ist, wenn I’m in meinem besten,” I whisper as my arousal hits a fever pitch.

  Translation: Although, when I fuck in German is when I’m at my best.

  He laughs into my mouth and lifts my legs over his shoulder as he impales me in one hard slam. We stay still and our eyes close in pleasure.

  Holy fuck.

  This guy is good… and huge.

  “Sie sollten sehen, was Sie sagen, deutsch meine Bruchstelle ist,” he whispers as he pulls out and slides home again.

  Translation: You should watch what you say, German is my breaking point.

  My back arches off the bed. Oh God, this is too good. His brain is as sharp as his body. I don’t know anyone else bilingual, and these exchanges are blowing my freaking mind. “Ich wollte deinen Schwanz in den Mund,” I breath
e.

  Translation: I wanted your cock in my mouth.

  He pulls out and immediately hovers above me as he feeds his cock into my open mouth. I taste my own salty arousal. Shit. This guy is off the fucking hook.

  “Votre souhait est ma commande ma chère femme.”

  Translation: Your wish is my command, my dear wife.

  I smile around the large penis as he slides it down my throat and I feel my sex start to pulse. “Je voudrais que vous souffler dans ma bouche. Si vous étiez vraiment mon mari je boirai vers le bas.”

  Translation: I wish you could blow in my mouth. If I was really your wife, I would drink it down.

  He shakes his head and smiles sexily down at me as he pushes the hair back from my forehead. “Fuck, moi aussi. Vous soufflez mon putain de l'esprit ici,” he whispers through his blanket-thick arousal.

  Translation: Fuck, so do I. You are blowing my fucking mind here.

  I smile as I flick my tongue over the end of him. His knees are on either side of my head, and his body is moving fluently so he slides in and out of my mouth. His dark eyes watch me struggle to take him fully.

  This man has the body of a god and the mind of an angel.

  I am in Heaven.

  “Je dois te goûter.”

  Translation: I need to taste you.

  He growls as he pulls out of my mouth and drops between my legs, his tongue swiping through my swollen flesh.

  Fuck. My knees try to close as I struggle to gain control of the sensory overload. He pushes them back to the mattress aggressively as his tongue really takes charge, licking and tasting all that I am.

  “How do I taste?” I whisper as my hands drop to the back of his head.

  He groans into me as his eyes close in pleasure. His tongue circles and swipes, and I feel myself start to quiver. Oh God, it’s been too long. I’m going to come already.

  “Come,” he breathes into me. “I want you to come on my tongue. Give me some cream, Bloss Bomb.”

  Holy fuck, this guy is frying my brain. He bites my clitoris and I shudder into him and he groans in pleasure. I grab the back of his head to try and still him.

  “Stop,” I pant, this is too much. I am too sensitive. He sucks deeper and his eyes roll back in his head. “You are one hot fuck.” He growls as he laps it all up. He climbs up and over me and slides home in one swift movement.