Sweet Satisfaction

“Maybe.”

They headed to the reserved parking lot while Wes and I stood in the tunnel and watched them walk away .

“So, how’d you like my parents?” He smiled wickedly .

“Oh, you are so making this up to me.” I crossed my arms .

“Is that a promise?” He waggled his eyebrows .

I rubbed the lipstick off his cheek. “I’d hate to interfere with your concentration for the playoffs .”

“Baby, I’m taking you home right now .”

I looked around to see if there was a reason he had grabbed my hand and started to run. “What’s going on ?”

“We’re celebrating. The Wranglers are in the playoffs, you successfully survived meeting the Blakefields, and we are both getting laid .”

I laughed at his last statement. “Sounds like a lot for a Sunday night .”

He started the ignition. “Good thing I drive fast .”

Nineteen

Wes

I locked the bathroom door and unlatched the cabinet. I retrieved one of the syringes Dr. Jones had given me and tapped the top before jamming it into my thigh. I pushed the plunger all the way to the end, trying not to tense up at the stinging heat that shot through my leg. Only a couple more, and I’d be done with the injections .

“Hey, I’m headed to work.” Lennon knocked on the door .

“I’ll be in film review all day. See you tonight.” I wrapped the syringe in a wad of tissue and threw it in the trashcan. I pulled open the door .

“Oh, hey .”

“Hey.” I grinned at her .

“I guess this is the part where we won’t get to see each other much. Maybe I should just stay at my place this week. Would that be easier ?”

“No. That would not be easier. Even if I get in at midnight, I can still curl up to your naked body .”

“Who said I’m going to be naked ?”

I tilted her chin toward me. “I want you naked and waiting for me when I get home .”

Her eyes flared. “And you think I’ll do that? Wait around for you with nothing on? Completely stripped? My skin clinging to your sheets?” She bit on her lower lip, and I knew she was teasing me .

“You know the rules in this room.” I growled in her ear, my cock hardening at the thought of her crawling in my bed naked. Her perfect ass bare. Her tits exposed. My hand slid under her shirt, working up under her bra .

She sighed as I rubbed her nipple with the pad of my thumb. It peaked under my touch. “You’re killing me, Doc. I need you. Now,” I growled .

“I have a surgery this morning. You have to stop.” She backed away and straightened her shirt .

“And I have hours of film to watch.” I hung my head, fighting off the need to take her. She was irresistible. She was like a drug. One touch wasn’t enough. One kiss wasn’t enough .

“Can’t promise I’ll be up when you get home, but I do promise to be naked.” She kissed me, and I slapped her on the ass .

“See you tonight, then .”

“Forgot my coffee,” she mumbled and rushed to the kitchen .