She was sexier than fuck. She was wearing a tiny black dress that showed off her sculpted waist and long legs. I stared at her breasts, inhaling sharply when I saw her nipples poking against the thin fabric. She wasn’t wearing a bra .
“I’m here.” She barged past me. “Okay. All your tricks and tactics worked. I’m here .”
I took in the heels that laced up around her ankles. Yes, those were definitely staying on tonight. I smiled at her .
“I’m glad.” I offered her a glass of wine .
“This is totally against hospital policy.” She gulped half the glass. “And I don’t even know why I’m here, except I knew you wouldn’t take no for an answer and you were going to send that driver whether I dressed up or not, so I dressed up, and here I am and …”
I laughed. She was beautiful mad. I was going to enjoy tonight. Most women tried to seduce me. It had been a while since I got to play chase .
“You think this is all funny?” she smarted off, eyes blazing .
“No.” I shook my head. “I think you’re beautiful .”
She sighed. “See? That’s the problem with you. Lines, and more lines. And you think gifts and flirting and all those forlorn looks are going to get to me, and you think you can buy me and seduce me and impress me and …”
I stepped toward her and she suddenly stopped her tirade. She looked up at me and I couldn’t hold back. My lips crashed down against her mouth, inhaling her. My tongue slipped against hers, tasting the wine on her lips. She moaned the sweetest sound as I sucked against her lip and wrapped my good hand around her waist .
“Wait, wait.” She pushed back. “This is exactly what I was talking about.” Her eyes flared, but she wasn’t mad. I’d seen that look a thousand times. She was turned on .
“We both know why you came here tonight.” A woman like her never would have left her apartment if she didn’t want to. Driver or not. Persistence or not. She was interested in what I had to offer her .
“And why is that?” She put her hands on her hips .
“Because you know you want to get fucked properly .”
Her eyes turned to round saucers. “Excuse me? Are we going back to that nurse bit because I thought we had that all cleared up .”
I shook my head. “No, we’re doing the fucking hot, sexy doctor bit.” I kissed her neck and her head rolled back .
“This isn’t good. I know your type. I know this doesn’t mean anything to you. I’m just another conquest to the great Wes Blakefield .”
“And what exactly does it have to mean?” I held her chin with my finger and thumb. “Haven’t you ever had sex because you’re attracted to someone and you know it’ll feel fucking incredible ?”
She lowered her eyelashes. “I don’t think so .”
“Then you’ve been missing out, Doc.” I brushed my lips over hers. It took everything in me not to devour her on the spot .
“I can’t.” She closed her eyes. “I’ll get fired .”
My left hand found the zipper on the back of her dress and threaded it down to her ass. The sleeves slipped off her shoulders .
“And who’s going to tell them?” I asked, peeling the fabric from her skin. Her breasts pointed toward me as the dress fell to the floor around her ankles. She was wearing a black lace thong .
Her chest heaved with heavy breaths. “I’ve never—this isn’t a good idea .”
“Shh.” I placed my finger over her bottom lip before pushing it into her mouth. She started sucking lightly and groaned as I pulled it out .
Her eyes opened. “I can’t sleep with you. This is a mistake .”
“Who said anything about sleeping?” I crushed my mouth over hers again, pulling her naked body against mine. My dick twitched inside my pants. All I had to do was bend her over the kitchen counter and with a flick of my zipper, I could thrust deep inside her. I slapped her ass and she squealed .
“Wes, I don’t think this is me. I’m not like your other girls .”
I whispered in her ear. “Why don’t you try it?” I slid my hand over the roundness over her ass. “Let me show you how much fun we can have .”
“And what kind of fun is that ?”